Dad’s Marvel chat group

Marvel chat group

"What is this?" There is no culture like Marvel in Water Polo. Xiao Yan didn't know what it was, but his instinctive curiosity prompted him to click in.

First of all, let's see what kind of chat group this is. The chat group that a pile of bird shit enters is probably bird shit. If it is boring, or the kind that deceives people into pyramid schemes to pull people's heads, Xiao Yan will quit directly.

Xiao Yan never thought that this was cheating. Although his side job is an Internet writer, the Internet culture here is very scarce, and there are very few novels overflowing with cheating. Xiao Yan is already 28 years old. He is a man, and he would not think that such a miraculous thing would happen to him.

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This kind of prompt is suddenly given on the screen of the mobile phone.

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The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth immediately pulled a wry smile, it really was a chat group like bird droppings, probably some kind of Trojan horse virus.

Xiao Yan opened the anti-virus software and after cleaning the memory, he didn't take this matter to heart anymore.

The screen of the mobile phone is a photo of his daughter Jiajia. It used to be a group photo of a family of three, but now Xiao Yan only keeps the photo of his daughter in order not to make love with the scene.

In the photo, Jiajia is facing the camera, her skin is fair, and her smile is extremely sweet and lovely.

Xiao Yan looked at it, and the old man's eyes were wet again, because he didn't know that after going back in the evening, if Jiajia asked about his mother, why didn't his mother come back with his father?

Xiao Yan's heart felt like it was being torn apart.

Wipe away the unpromising tears, carefully put the mobile phone in the pocket, ride the electric bike, and walk to the nearest construction site in the town. Today, in 2333, the total population of water polo has exceeded 100 billion, and the poor population still accounts for 5% First, the country where Xiao Yan lives is already very developed, and many large construction sites are already mechanized.

But most of the ordinary buildings in the small town are manpower, and the huge poor population makes manpower very cheap. Before Xiao Yan went bankrupt, he was definitely not a poor family, otherwise he would not have married such a good-looking wife.

But now, heavily in debt, he is even worse off than ordinary rural families.

No matter how poor people are, at least they have no foreign debts.

"Xiao Yan, why did you come here?"

The contractor at the small construction site scolded, "You didn't come for half a day in the morning, so it doesn't count as wages."

"Ah."

Under the scorching sun, Xiao Yan changed into old clothes. He had been moving bricks for a while, so his skin looked a bit dark.

"Work hard and don't look down on the job of moving bricks. If you don't do it, others will compete for it. I thought you were honest at first, and you said your family was in trouble, so I gave you this opportunity." The contractor said a lot, but Xiao Yan just kept his head down. head and start working hard.

This society is cruel, and he really wants to make a comeback, but his relatives and friends, including the bank, will not lend him any more money.

Although he graduated from a university, he only went to a third-rate university, and he studied a major that has been eliminated. Because his heart is higher than the sky, he has always wanted to do business, so he has no time to learn a craft.

Now downcast and humble.

He can only go to the construction site. Of course, he can also work as a waiter, delivery courier, or security guard, but he doesn’t even have a house in the city now. If he rents a house, it’s another expense. Moreover, he doesn’t have to work as an underground coolie with no salary. high.

Although there are many poor people in this water polo, there are still very few people who are willing to do the dirty work, so the wages are naturally relatively high.

Like Xiao Yan, he is willing to endure hardships, work quickly and for a long time, and can earn 200 yuan a day.

Divorcing Nalan Yanran in the morning was delayed, but in the afternoon, he still had to work hard to earn money.

Some workers felt too tired along the way. Some sat down to take a break and went to the canteen opposite to buy a bottle of water.

Only Xiao Yan was indifferent, and continued to work with a sullen head.

"Xiao Yan, take a rest, you are already sweating profusely, even if your body is exhausted."

"I'm fine, I can still resist."

Xiao Yan continued to move bricks as he spoke. Even with gloves on, his palms were full of blisters. The blisters were broken and scabbed, and then blisters appeared again. Calluses had already formed on the joints.

At dusk, a person came by Xiao Yan's side, and he handed a bottle of water.

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty."

He was the contractor. He was in his thirties and looked not much older than Xiao Yan.

He looked at Xiao Yan's chapped lips and said, "Drink. Why are you hesitating when I invite you? Do you still want me to feed you?"

Xiao Yan finally took it, and said thank you in a hoarse voice.

Gulu Gulu, Xiao Yan started drinking like crazy.

"Why are you so desperate?"

The contractor took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Xiao Yan shook his head and said thank you, I don't smoke.

"There are few men who don't smoke now, don't pretend to me."

Xiao Yan quickly explained, "I really don't smoke. I quit smoking since I had my daughter. Jiajia doesn't like the smell of cigarettes on me."

The contractor noticed that when this hard-working, unsmiling man talked about his daughter, a smile finally appeared on his face.

The contractor lit it himself. Perhaps he was afraid that the smell of smoke would contaminate Xiao Yan, so he sat a little further away. "You are working so hard for your daughter. In fact, I also have a 9-year-old daughter. When she was a child, she always asked her father to hug her. Now she doesn't kiss me anymore." Speaking of this, the contractor also laughed.

"Well, for my daughter."

After Xiao Yan drank the water, he continued to work.

"What did you do this morning?"

Perhaps out of gratitude to the contractor for the bottle of water, Xiao Yan stiffened but did not hide it. "I divorced my wife, well, now I am my ex-wife."

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The cigarette in the contractor's hand froze. "I'm not doing this just for gossip. You're so desperate. I'm afraid you'll die of exhaustion on my construction site. Why don't you love me anymore after getting divorced?"

Don't love, these two words made Xiao Yan's heart twitch.

"No, I love it very much, I love it very much"

"Then why do you want a divorce?"

The contractor almost asked if his wife cheated on him and gave him a cuckold, but he didn't have the nerve to say it, because this Xiao Yan looked very uncomfortable, a 28-year-old man, he said he was not small, he was not big, but some Jokes can't be overdone.

"If she doesn't get divorced, the debt collectors will bother her every day and force her to buy her parents' house. By then, both families will be homeless."

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The contractor was silent. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.

After a while, the contractor finished smoking and stood up and said, "Okay, get off work. This is your salary for today. You count it."

Xiao Yan counted the numbers and said in surprise, "Brother Zhang, there are 50 more."

"I have a preliminary understanding of why you are working so hard, but even if you don't eat or drink, and move bricks 24 hours a day, you can still pay off the huge debt at once. The human body is very important, brother, you are still young, If you collapse from exhaustion, what will your parents do and what will your daughter do?”

"The 50 is not for you, but for Jiajia. Although I haven't met her yet, she is a father, so I can understand. Today is a special day. Buy some delicious food for your child. As long as you don't die, you will be fine." Pay it back slowly."

The foreman patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder and sighed, "No matter how great the pressure is, no matter how hard life is, you must spend more time with your children. Don't let your children shed too many tears when they are young."