Time: 2009-4-23:25:13 Words: 2336
His cousin looked at Zhiyuan, who was sweating profusely, and asked with concern,""Look at how tired you are. It's alright. Take a rest. I'll pack more for you. Sit over there and rest. No one will gossip about you.”"Alright, I'll go rest for a while." Zhiyuan said as he walked back. He was extremely tired at the moment, and his hands were in pain as if they were being pricked by needles. Zhiyuan wanted to hide far away. He felt that his hand was sticky. He thought that the blisters must have burst. He did not dare to reach out to look just now. He was afraid that others would see them loading the truck together. He was also afraid that his cousin would feel sorry for him if he saw them. He was even more afraid that the dark-faced big guy would see that the hateful guy had been staring at him with ill intentions. Zhiyuan took a few steps back to a mound. He gritted his teeth and carefully spread his hands in front of him. The big blisters had long burst, and the brown soil covered the blood-red cracks. The soil on his hands was dyed dark red. He tried to stretch and retract a few times, and the tearing pain swept over. After repeated pain, Zhiyuan's perception of pain was numb. Helpless grief and the pain of the price also evoked his nostalgia for his childhood.
The time of childhood was a world without any worries. With the love of parents, the care of brothers and sisters, and the company of beautiful girls, it was so warm. The time of childhood was poor but also full of happiness. Leaving home, the sky was dark, and nothing could stop the raging wind and rain. The things that should not be given up had been lost forever. The heart that chased after the dream was about to lose patience. The confidence that was barely established was full of confusion. Moving forward was the path to a hopeful tomorrow. Retreating was giving up completely in despair. Giving up meant that life would be ruined. Being ruined meant that one would forever lose the opportunity to realize all their dreams and the right to pursue a better life. He was afraid to chase after her, but he hesitated and retreated because the hope was slim.
Zhiyuan remembered that when he was young, he would lie on his father's back. His father's broad back was the hotbed for him to sleep. His father's warm back was the harbor for him to shelter from the wind. It was a man's indomitable spine, broad and solid. It blocked the shade under the scorching sun and surrounded a harbor of home.
He didn't dare to think about anything at home. He was afraid that his parents 'sad eyes would never shine again.
He couldn't help but wonder if his parents were at home collecting the electricity bill for watering the fields. He remembered that the village's electrical technician had never gone to the house to ask for the electricity bill. It was just that his parents couldn't face it anymore. Zhiyuan knew that when he came to Zaocheng, his mother must have stuffed most of her savings into his hands. He didn't want to confirm his guess. He hoped that his guess didn't exist and that everything at home was fine.
Zhiyuan no longer felt the pain and felt much more relaxed. He turned around and quickly returned to the team. He heaved a sigh of relief and stretched his tender arms, like a young eagle flapping its wings in the wind. Everyone was still busy cleaning up the dirt on the shovels. What happened next eased Zhiyuan's nerves a lot. He understood that paying too much attention to the pain would only make it worse. When you were not afraid of sweat or pain, all the fear in your heart disappeared. Everyone began a new round of competition to see which bus would be the one to press down on the scene. Zhiyuan seemed to be alone in this competition of powerhouses, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered. He was not willing to become the topic of discussion, nor was he willing to be trampled under the feet of powerhouses.
The cold wind blew, and the fan was about to enter Zhiyuan's coarse cloth clothes that were covered with soil. The distant sunset quietly circled into the mountain depression and leisurely hid behind the mountains. The sky was about to get dark, and everyone stopped their work. The day's work ended with the roar of the brick machine. When they passed by the engine room, the lights in the engine room were on, bright and dazzling. Under the light, the swaying figures were still working hard for survival. They had to clean the soil in the mortar to prevent it from being stuck in the machine and affecting tomorrow's production. Under the swaying lights, Zhiyuan saw Liu Juan and Liu Xia also working nervously. Their delicate figures were drowned in the roar of the machine. Zhiyuan sighed that the teasing of fate was not only reflected on himself. She tightly clenched her dry and painful hands, accompanied by the soreness in her chest, and a strong belief leaped into her heart.
After returning to the dormitory, he hurriedly washed his face with the mud. There was a rotten smell in the water. There was no underground water here. The underground water had long leaked into the mined-out area of the coal mine. It had become a problem for the nearby villagers to drink water a few years ago. Because the underground water layer was damaged by the coal mine, the wells in the mined-out area were either polluted or dried up. The underground water was lost along with the collapse of the mined-out area. A deep well in Gushan Village behind the brick kiln had become the water source for the surrounding villages. The only surviving well was because it was close to the mountain. The mining of coal should bypass the urban villages and the mountain. The mining at the foot of the mountain could easily cause a major collapse. Because the water was released regularly, the small carts that were pulling water in groups became a unique scenery on the path beside the brick kiln. The water that Zhiyuan and the others ate was delivered by a donkey cart hired by the kiln owner, which was only used for the kitchen. The water used by the workers was the accumulated water from the pond, which was also pulled by the cart hired by the kiln owner. The pond was dug out from the ground and built with cement. The water surface was covered with dark green spots.
Zhiyuan simply washed his hands that were stained with yellow mud by the sink and was about to go eat. The feeling of hunger diluted the pain in his hands. As usual, the third brother of the chef paced around the kitchen door, waiting for his brothers to come back from work. The third brother saw Zhiyuan coming back from work from afar and said enthusiastically,"You're back. Xiaomiao, hurry up and eat. Your cousin is home. How are you feeling today?”Zhiyuan's heart warmed when he heard his third brother's words. The care and greetings from a foreign land were rare moments of being touched. Before Third Brother could finish, Zhiyuan hurriedly replied,""Ai, thank you, Third Brother. Today was really not that good. I was so tired that I couldn't stand it. I was embarrassed today. Fortunately, I managed to hold on. I'm so tired that my entire body is aching. Other than hunger, I'm also sleepy. I really don't know how I managed to hold on today.”Third Brother continued,"You're not simple, Xiaomiao. With your physique, you can hold on. Don't you see how strong you are working in the mud pond? They used to mine rocks in the mountains. Don't compete with them. It's fine if you don't shovel a few times. That's not something you should be doing. That's herding ducks. There's light work at the brick machine, and it's all taken up by the girls from the nearby villages. The other light work has been taken over by Si Hai and the others. You can do it first. To be honest, it's not much light. The work in the brick kiln was not easy, but after working for a long time, one would get used to it. You must be hungry. Hurry up and eat.”"Yes, third brother, there is no light work. I can't compare to them, but I tried my best. I think I can get used to it after a period of exercise. I see that some of the stevedores are thinner than me. Thank you, Third Brother." Zhiyuan said politely and went into the house with Third Brother to get food.
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