Time: 2009-4-24:24:26 Words: 1954
Yang Wu quickly climbed up the collapsed pile and stretched his neck to look inside. Fortunately, the pile did not collapse completely. Only the outermost two piles and the ones that had not been piled up fell down. They could be piled up again soon. He had already decided on the day to light the fire. From Yang Wu's expression, he could tell that he was very disappointed. Fortunately, the collapse was not too serious. It seemed that he could still get the work done on the day of the fire.
Yang Wu patted the dirt off his body and came to Zhiyuan. The wound on Zhiyuan's head was still in pain. He was a little at a loss when he saw Yang Wu coming to him. He hoped that Yang Wu would care about him, but he was afraid that Yang Wu would blame him for toppling the pile. Yang Wu went up to Zhiyuan and looked at Zhiyuan's injury carefully. The blood had stopped and stopped on Zhiyuan's innocent face. He was waiting for Yang Wu to speak. When Zhiyuan saw Hei Zi's nervous expression, he was afraid that Zhiyuan would say that he was the one who caused the trouble. Yang Wu finally spoke. Zhiyuan felt that he had been waiting for a long time." You're lucky that I didn't bury you in there. If you didn't run out, I would have broken your bones. I've seen this happen several times. When I first built the kiln, it also collapsed. When I was running out, I was blocked by the underground truck. Two of my ribs were broken by the collapsed pile behind me. I was forced to break them on the underground truck. He had several wounds on his head and was lying in bed, eating pancakes to recover.”As Yang Wu spoke, he removed Zhiyuan's hand from his head. Perhaps the wound was not too big and the blood was a little dry, but Zhiyuan's hand and hair had already stuck together. Yang Wu pulled Zhiyuan's hand away forcefully, and Zhiyuan was in so much pain that tears came out of his mouth. Yang Wu pulled out his hair and looked closer.""It's alright. The wound isn't big and it's no longer bleeding. Here's 50 yuan to go to the clinic in the village.”Yang Wu impatiently took out a few ten-yuan bills from his pocket and counted them when he handed them to Zhiyuan. He didn't know if Yang Wu was afraid of giving too much or too little, but he could see the reluctance on his face.
Zhiyuan carefully took the money from Yang Wu. Yang Wu said to him,""Xiaomiao, get Hei Zi to bring you to the clinic for a check-up. You should rest for a few days. Don't sweat and get infected again.”Yang Wu shook his head and left. He was going to find someone to replace the injured Zhiyuan. Hei Zi and Fatty continued to do their own work. Fortunately, Sun Five did not ask about the cause of the collapse. Perhaps Sun Five thought that it was because Zhiyuan was inexperienced that he had fallen and hit himself. The worry on Hei Zi's face had disappeared with Sun Five's departure. He supported Zhiyuan and thanked him, praising Zhiyuan's strength and generosity. Zhiyuan calmly said to Hei Zi,"We're all brothers who worked hard together. Don't say thank you. We're brothers who have gone through thick and thin together because of poor family conditions. There's no need to make a fuss about an accident. It can't be ruled out that an accident will happen. Since it has already happened, what else can I say? I can say loudly to Yang Wu that I knocked down Hei Zi. God's punishment for me alone is enough. I don't have to drag you into the sin again because of my psychological imbalance. I'm also a normal person. It's not that I have a lot of sympathy. I'm thinking about myself when I sympathize with you. I've already had enough hardships. I don't need to make you pay the price of punishment just to not lie. It's all for the sake of making a living.”Zhiyuan said as he walked, and Blackie thanked him repeatedly. It was not that Zhiyuan's actions touched Blackie, but the reason that Zhiyuan spoke made him admire him. In Blackie's eyes, Zhiyuan was a cultured person. Zhiyuan didn't think so. He and his co-workers were doing it for survival, or perhaps his strength and endurance were for a better tomorrow. It was not just for survival, but also the need and process of sticking to the youth front.
As Zhiyuan walked out, he wiped away the blood stains on his eyes. The solidified blood stains blocked his vision. The bleeding had stopped. Zhiyuan hesitated whether he should go to the clinic or not. He held the 50 yuan in his hand tightly. He felt that his injury was not serious, but the bleeding was a little scary. He did not want to spend money to go to the clinic to see a doctor. He thought that the wound would heal on its own very quickly and he could save this money. He had just told Blackie his thoughts when Blackie became anxious."You don't want to live anymore. What if you get lockjaw? If it were to fall on my head, I would dare to endure it. If it was like me eating my fill alone, my whole family would not be hungry, and no one would dote on me or ask about me. I might as well save my money and buy some cigarettes and alcohol to satisfy my addiction. "You can't. You're cultured. Although you've fallen to this place to work hard, you can't be like me. I can tell that you're a cultured person. You have a chance to have a future in the future. You have to cherish your life. You still have a long way to go. I can't do it. I'm missing three times a day now. I'll just follow the flow. I'll live a day as well.”After hearing Hei Zi's words, Zhiyuan smiled bitterly and said to Hei Zi,""Cultured person, who are you talking about?”He knew that Hei Zi was talking about him, but this sentence made him feel very harsh. The fact that he had abandoned his studies before he finished his second year of high school had made him brood over it after experiencing hardships. It was a pity, but also a regret. Yes, Blackie was right. He couldn't take such a big risk just to save a few tens of yuan. He should go to the clinic to have a look. He should still get stitches. He didn't expect that the usually simple-minded Hei Zi would have a way with words and make sense. After listening to Hei Zi's sigh, Zhiyuan suddenly felt that he was much luckier than Hei Zi. Hei Zi had nothing to worry about. He didn't even have a home now, and no one cared about him. In Hei Zi's world, the relaxation and anesthesia of smoking and drinking were the greatest comfort to forget loneliness. The color of the sky was only gray as a background. After the short and bright sunshine, dark clouds floated, disrupting his pursuit of a beautiful and happy tomorrow. Hei Zi walked aimlessly on the road of life alone. Compared to Hei Zi, Zhiyuan felt that he was much stronger. His parents 'expectations also gave him a lot of pressure, but also contained concern. Moreover, deep in his heart, he could feel another concern from Yan Mei.
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