The western suburbs of Bucheon City are designated as development zones by the government.

The dust here is flying, and the big trucks pulling earth are running hard, and it feels like entering and exiting an uninhabited land. The roar of the mixer on the construction site makes people feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

The iron wires in front of the rows of newly built migrant workers' simple houses are already covered with dirty clothes. In the corner next to the door, there are swaying shoes, exuding an unpleasant foot odor.

Xia Jian spent the afternoon wandering around here. He heard from the villagers that it was easier to find a job in this place, but he was not sure whether he could survive here. After an afternoon of observation, he saw something.

The tiredness and suffering of migrant workers.

At this time, it was completely dark. The migrant workers who got off work on the construction site rushed into their houses shouting, then picked up their lunch boxes and ran towards the eastmost kitchen of the simple house. At this time, they

, completely forgot what tiredness is.

Xia Jian stood there stupidly, feeling like a transparent person, and no one felt his presence.

I don’t know what these people ate at night. They all ate with gusto, as if all the delicacies in the world were just like this. Under the influence of this atmosphere, Xia Jian’s stomach kept growling, and he couldn’t bear it anymore.

Hunger struck his will again and again. Xia Jian, who had never suffered such a crime before, now had the desire to die.

"Young man, what's the matter with you? You've been walking around here all afternoon?" A woman's voice came from behind Xia Jian.

Xia Jian, who was hungry, felt like a man on the verge of death grasping a life-saving straw when hearing this sound. He turned around suddenly, and under the light behind him, stood a woman in her thirties, neither tall nor short.

With a tall figure, tanned skin tanned by the sun, and a pair of well-dressed facial features, the woman is pretty good-looking.

In fact, for Xia Jian, he has no time to study whether a woman looks good or bad.

"Sister, do you want a laborer here? I can work." Xia Jian hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a hurried tone.

The woman was startled. After looking Xia Jian up and down, she exclaimed in surprise: "Didn't you Qiang Qiang some classmate and call him Xia Jian?"

Xia Jian stood closer and saw clearly that the woman in front of him was none other than Cuilian, the sister of his classmate Liu Qiang. Liu Qiang was Xia Jian's classmate when he was a freshman in high school. His family lived in the town. Every time Xia Jian went home, he would talk to Liu Qiang.

I went to his house to drink some water before leaving. A few times I met Cuilian who was returning to her parents' home. After going back and forth, we all became acquainted with each other. At some point, Xia Jian felt that Liu Qiang's sister was really beautiful.

"Silly boy, you don't even recognize me anymore. Have you not eaten yet? Let's wait until you finish eating before talking about anything else!" It was still the same sister Cuilian back then. When someone came to her words, she took Xia Jian's hand and said,

Walk towards the kitchen.

A young man was held by a woman and passed by in front of everyone. Xia Jian was a little embarrassed. But luckily, everyone only focused on eating and no one cared about them.

There was still a little noodles left in the big iron pot in the kitchen. Xia Jian was indeed starving. He made no reservations. Before Sister Cuilian could fill up the second bowl, his first bowl had already turned upside down. He put it in the pot.

After finishing the last few noodles, Xia Jian felt a little fuller in his stomach.

"Are you not full?" Sister Cuilian asked in a low voice when she saw Xia Jian's reluctance to leave the bowl.

Xia Jian smiled sheepishly and said, "Sister, I'm full."

After settling his stomach, Xia Jian took a look around the kitchen. There was a large cooking pot, a panel table, and several bags of potatoes. In the corner was a single bed supported by wooden boards. Sister Qing Cuilian lived in the kitchen.

of.

"Come sit here and see how hungry you are. What's going on?" Sister Cuilian asked Xia Jian to sit on the wooden bed in the corner. Xia Jian then realized that he had been sitting there since he entered the door until now.

He was squatting next to the stove.

Sister Cuilian's concern aroused the pain in Xia Jian's heart, and a mother-like warmth hit his heart. Everything that happened these days could finally be told. Tears rolled in Xia Jian's eyes.

Jian still suppressed it forcefully. Men don't shed tears lightly. Dad Xia Zecheng has always taught him this way.

This is where we are! After encountering such a little difficulty, it is like this. It is better to go back to Xiping Village and become a gangster. Xia Jian kept cheering himself up. He paused for a while and adjusted himself.

With his thoughts in mind, he simply stated his purpose of coming here. The central meaning was that he wanted to work here.

After hearing what Xia Jian said, Sister Cuilian frowned and thought for a long time before saying: "Okay, okay, but the work here is tiring and the boss has a bad temper. You have to be mentally prepared. It's not difficult to make a living, but

I don’t know if I can make money, because I just came here.”

"You bitch! What are you talking about me?" The closed door of the kitchen was knocked open, and a middle-aged man in his forties stood at the door, smelling of alcohol. The man was tall and thin, with a dark and red face.

, but a pair of small eyes are very lively.

Sister Cuilian stood up hurriedly and whispered a little scared: "Boss Li, I didn't say anything bad about you. It's just that this fellow of mine wants to work here, so I told him to work more carefully."

Bang! Boss Li threw it away casually, and the white plastic bag in his hand fell on the panel, and two chicken legs were exposed at the mouth of the bag. Xia Jian took a look and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, thinking to himself, this boss is different, popular

If you drink spicy food, the workers can only eat potatoes and boiled noodles.

"Okay! I happen to be short of manpower here. I will start work tomorrow. Food and accommodation are included. I pay 10 yuan a day. But everyone calls me Li Bapi in private. You should understand what I mean. And do more and talk less. Of course.

I will take extra care of Liu Cuilian's fellow villagers." Li Bapi said, blinking at Sister Cuilian. Sister Cuilian lowered her head in embarrassment. What does this mean? Xia Jian looked a little confused.

Food was taken care of, and then there was room. Xia Jian was assigned to live in a work shed next to the kitchen. There were about ten people living in a big shop. When Xia Jian entered, everyone was asleep.

They were all snoring loudly, and they seemed really exhausted.

The innermost one, because it was too far from the door, probably because of the lack of ventilation and heat, was unoccupied, so Xia Jian slept there. The bunk was indeed very simple. In addition to a few wooden boards pieced together, there were a few things I wanted to find on it.

It's a bit difficult to pick up a straw straw, but it seems that everyone called him correctly Li Bapi.

Xia Jian slept on the bare bed, listening to the snoring one after another. It was difficult for him to fall asleep. His experiences these days made him realize that his life as a gangster was completely over. If he wanted to survive in this big city, he had to temporarily

You can only work hard first.

In the kitchen next door, several sounds of Li Bapi's playfulness continued to be heard. Xia Jian heard it and was extremely disgusted. Just now, Sister Cuilian wanted to give her quilt to Xia Jiangai, but this

Li Papi stopped him abruptly, saying that young people are very angry and don't need a quilt when sleeping on a hot day.

Damn it, uncle, there is nothing on this hard bed board. Come and try it yourself. Xia Jian wishes he could dig out Li Papi's ancestors and scold him too.

"What are you afraid of?" Xia Jian sat up in shock at the sound from next door. Fortunately, the other workers were sleeping like dead pigs, and they all slept so sweetly. Even if the cannon was pulled in, they would not be able to sleep.

You may not be able to wake up.

Xia Jian listened for a while. No one spoke anymore, but there were several creaking sounds of the bed board being pressed. Xia Jian was puzzled. He felt that there was something different between Sister Cuilian and this Li Papi.

No, but for an inexperienced boy like him, he still couldn't figure out what problems there could be between them.

He remembered that Sister Cuilian's husband's family seemed to be in the neighboring village of Pingyang Town. He heard from Liu Qiang that they both had two children. Logically speaking, the relationship between the couple was not bad. Xia Jian closed his eyes and slowly recalled the past when he and Liu Qiang got along.

time.

They had a very good relationship when they were a freshman in high school, but once they entered the second year of high school, they separated into arts and sciences. They had less contact and their relationship gradually faded away. Liu Qiang was good at studying and wanted to go to college, but Xia Jian couldn't.

After all, he is obviously a toad, but he still wants to eat the flesh of Cai Li, a swan.

Xia Jian felt excited when he thought of Cai Li. This woman is really good. She would be good anywhere. If he could sleep with her in his arms, the world would be a better place. Xia Jianming knew this was a fantasy, but he couldn't control himself.
Chapter completed!