Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

In fact, Zhao Jun was firmly opposed to the fact that his elder brother took Sanwa to work on the construction site.There are many people and things are messy on the construction site, and if you don't pay attention, you will bump into it. Sanwa is so small, and it may cause big trouble if it is cut off by any machine.

It's a pity that he was firm enough in his opposition, but not firm enough in his actions.He can be regarded as being afraid of being tossed about by the third baby. The third brother who won't eat, beat, scold, coax, and can't cry or make trouble, once he gets stubborn, not only him, but even Zhao Mo is the same nothing.

Mr. Xu on the construction site saw that Sanwa was very honest, and he really liked this child, so he acquiesced that Sanwa stayed on the construction site every day, turning a blind eye to this non-compliant matter .

The foreman didn't say anything, and Zhao Mo wasn't afraid of any safety accidents for the child, so the others naturally wouldn't say anything either.And because Sanwa is very rare, everyone will help to take care of him, and often remind him not to run around in good faith.

As for Zhao Mo, he really wanted to prevent Sanwa from going to the construction site with him, so that he would not have to worry about looking over to the shed when he was working, for fear that something might happen to the child running around.But Sanwa only needs to look at him so silently, and then lean her small body softly against him, Zhao Mo's heart will not harden.

If Zhao Mo is an old ox who endures hardships and stands hard work, then Sanwa is the nose rope tied to the ox's nose.No matter how hard and tired the old cow will work in the field, it will not move its nest when others whip it with a whip, but as long as it pulls the nose rope, the cow will follow obediently.

With the company of the third baby brother, Zhao Mo was more motivated to work, and felt that time passed faster.Get up every morning, practice dancing a few times, take Sanwa to work on the construction site after breakfast, work for a day, and take Sanwa home when it gets dark at night.

Zhao Mo’s house, who lives on Yangshuxiaqian Street, is a bit far from the construction site of Yangqiao Community. Every morning when he goes to work on the construction site, Zhao Mo will let Sanwa walk for a while and then carry him. It will not slow down the speed of Uncle Zhao and his son.However, Sanwa never used Zhao Mo to hug her on the way home at night, so she walked back with her two short legs.

Every time at this time, Zhao Mo felt warm in his heart, holding Sanwa's little hand in his hand, watching the child with a stern face, striding forward solemnly with a smile on his face.Sanwa's legs are short, Zhao Mo can take two or three steps with one step.However, this little guy still has the vigor to be competitive, his face is cold, but his two short legs are moving forward vigorously, and the speed is not slower than him.

Every time Zhao Mo sees Sanwa like this, he has the urge to pick him up and take a bite, but it's a pity that Sanwa at this time refuses to let him hug him no matter what.In the first two days, Zhao Mo would deliberately slow down his pace, but Sanwa didn't appreciate it. Although there was no expression on his face, there was still a trace of dissatisfaction in his unmoving eyes, and his two calves walked at the same speed. No change, every step forward seems to have been calculated long ago.

Sometimes Zhao Mo walked slowly, and the relationship between the two of them would change from him holding Sanwa's little hand to Sanwa dragging him forward. The acquaintances I met on the road couldn't help laughing when they saw such brothers. Occasionally someone would make a joke.

After working from dawn to dusk for a month, Zhao Mo received more than 3000 yuan in wages at the end of August, which was much more than what he earned selling pancakes and fruits for a month.When Mr. Xu handed over a stack of red bills to Zhao Mo, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young man is good, work hard! After two months of work, you will learn from old Liu."

When Xu Guoqiang said this, he pulled Zhao Mo to a corner and said it alone, without letting other people on the construction site hear it.There were six or seven small workers on the construction site, but the real skilled workers were only Lao Liu and Zhao Shengli, as Xu Guoqiang said, and another middle-aged man with a bad temper.

The small workers can only do some odd jobs like moving bricks and cement, not to mention the heavy and tiring work, and the wages are much lower than those of the big workers.Only when you have really learned the craft and become a master craftsman who can stand on your own, can you make it through.So many small workers are thinking about learning skills from their masters. If Xu Guoqiang said this in front of everyone, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction among others.

Zhao Mo put the money in his pocket carefully, with a contented and joyful smile on his face, and the pockets of his trousers were bulging, making people feel at ease when he touched it, it was all his hard-earned money.

Hearing Mr. Xu say this, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Xu, I plan to quit today after finishing my work."

"Isn't this a very good job, why don't you stop doing it?" Xu Guoqiang slapped him on the back of the head and taught him angrily: "You really don't know how to praise, others have stayed on the construction site for two or three times. Years, want to learn crafts have no place to learn!"

Xu Guoqiang, who was a contractor, also had a hulking back, and he slapped Zhao Mo almost to the ground.He quickly took two steps back, rubbing the back of his head and explaining bitterly: "Seeing that the first middle school is about to start, I have to sell pancakes at the gate of the school. I don't have time to work on the construction site during the day."

Xu Guoqiang stared, and said in a rough voice: "Selling pancakes and fruits can make more money than working on the construction site? If you work hard with me, you will be able to become a big worker in less than two years, and you can earn at least [-] yuan a day." Eight's wages!"

180 yuan a day, more than 5000 yuan a month!Zhao Mo calculated the account in his heart, with a hesitant expression on his face.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still shook his head to Xu Guoqiang and said, "I'd better sell my pancakes and fruits. Although I earn less money, I can do it steadily." With a small body, his eyes instantly softened, "Sanwa is still young, I really don't feel at ease staying on the construction site every day."

When it came to Sanwa, Xu Guoqiang didn't know what to say.After a long while, he sighed, and his big palm-like hand landed on Zhao Mo's shoulder with a "slap", and said earnestly: "Okay, you are still a half-grown young man, and when you are growing up, the work on the construction site is really important." It’s not suitable for you. It just so happens that if you get paid today, you won’t be able to use it tomorrow.”

After finishing speaking, he took out another hundred-yuan bill from the money bag, and stuffed it into Zhao Mo's trouser pocket without any explanation.Zhao Mo was taken aback, and hurriedly wanted to take out the money and return it to him, but Mr. Xu pinched the back of his neck and firmly held it down.

Xu Guoqiang held Zhao Mo who was still struggling like he was holding a chicken, and said, "This 100 yuan is not for you, but for Sanwazi. Pretend it well and buy something delicious for Wazi later. "

Because it was already the time when work was over, and those who got their wages were anxious to go home, so there were fewer and fewer people on the construction site, and they almost left in just a short while.

The movement made by Zhao Mo and Xu Guoqiang was more obvious on the empty and quiet construction site. Uncle Zhao and his son, who were resting in the shed and waiting for Zhao Mo by the way, were attracted to them.However, before the father and son walked over, a small body wearing a white vest and blue pants walked towards Zhao Mo with a heavy and steady pace, at a speed that was not in harmony with his steady aura.

Zhao Mo here was still pinched by Xu Guoqiang's big hand on the back of his neck, and suddenly there was a child with a straight body and eyes as cold as a knife in front of him.

Sanwa stood behind Zhao Mo, grabbed his arm and dragged him out.Seeing that Sanwa was pulling Zhao Mo, Xu Guoqiang let go of his hand, and couldn't help rubbing his arm when he retracted it.He was swept away by Sanwa's indifferent eyes just now, and he even got goose bumps all over his body.

Zhao Mo, who was dragged away, controlled his pace to match Sanwa's footsteps, while turning his head to thank and say goodbye to Mr. Xu.It wasn't until she left the construction site and walked out of the gate of Yangqiao Community that Sanwa suddenly stopped in her tracks.

His big dark eyes stared fiercely at Zhao Mo. Although there was no expression on his face, one could feel the irrepressible anger.Zhao Mo was stared at inexplicably, he touched the back of his head, thinking in his heart: Who got angry with this kid again?

When Zhao Shengli and Zhao Yuzhu from behind caught up, Sanwa snorted coldly, turned her face away from Zhao Mo, and walked forward with heavy steps.However, that small right hand was still tightly gripping Zhao Mo's rough fingers, so hard that a thin layer of sweat broke out from the palm of his hand.

Sure enough, this tired guy shouldn't be allowed to stop practicing hard!Sanwa tightly held Zhao Mo's two calloused fingers, her back was straight, and her big, dull eyes swept over Zhao Mo who was walking beside her, but there was a secret light .

How embarrassing to be so easily controlled by others!From tomorrow onwards, he will re-awaken the fang wedge, and let this guy focus on practicing the demon dance under the guidance of the fang wedge, and practice until his energy is exhausted no matter how tired or late!snort!

The mysterious and miraculous voice that hadn't appeared for a long time sounded in Sanwa's ears again: "Master, I think what you care about is not that he is so easily restrained, but that other person..."

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