I always get angry when I wake up. I always look dazed no matter what time I wake up. I never give a good look to anyone who greets me. My mother has scolded me so many times for this. Han Xiaobai lives in the same dormitory as me.

For two years now, he never calls me in the morning, so I don't need to make him angry.

Today I am very clear-headed and my bad habit of being angry when I wake up is gone, so I don’t mind it. There is a faucet outside the door of the tin house, so I feel refreshed after washing my face.

Suddenly, I noticed something strange on the outside of my left wrist. I don’t know when a spot the size of a soybean appeared. My arm was always bare. I thought I had accidentally rubbed something dirty on it, so I rinsed it with water and slapped it on my face.

Even some soap didn't wash off.

If you look closely at the light, you can see that the spot is the same color as the skin color, but slightly higher than one millimeter. It is not painful or itchy, but it is unsightly.

I felt very awkward and suspected it was a mosquito bite. Even though it didn't hurt or itch, I sprayed some toilet water on it, hoping it would work.

Maybe he heard my movement, so Han Xiaobai woke up.

"Chen Lingyu, the sun comes out from the west? This is the first time I saw you get up earlier than me. What's wrong? Got bitten by a mosquito? Sprayed so much toilet water that it woke me up."

As he spoke, he got up, glanced at me, and walked out the door.

"Maybe!"

I subconsciously replied. After applying the last handful of toilet water, I felt that it was a bit too much and I almost suffocated from the smell.

"Last night..."

I wanted to tell Han Xiaobai about dreaming about flying saucers. Just after I said a few words, I suddenly lost my voice. I was very surprised and coughed twice.

"What happened last night?"

"Ah! It didn't seem to be too cold last night. I even kicked off the blanket, but I didn't catch a cold. I guess it's going to be a hot day again."

I can speak out as long as I don't mention the flying saucer thing. The female messenger told me to shut up. It seems that she doesn't want me to make this matter public. In fact, I really can't mention it.

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"It's already past May Day, and the weather will get hotter and hotter."

Han Xiaobai entered the room, we each wore a set of dirty work clothes, and went to the kitchen to have breakfast.

The temporary kitchen is also in a tin house. Master Gao, who is in charge of the food, is very warm-hearted and kind. He is over 60 years old and chubby. He is very polite to every worker who comes to eat.

"You two, you're here early enough! Come on, come on! Millet porridge, boiled egg rolls, rolls, and side dishes. If there's not enough, I'll have more."

While saying hello, he put the food on the table.

"Excuse me, Master Gao!"

The food is very ordinary, but it tastes very sweet to me, especially today. I want to eat more for no reason, and my belly feels a little full.

"You seem to be very hungry! Did you wake up from hunger?" Han Xiaobai put down his bowl and chopsticks and waited for me.

"Maybe."

Put down the bowl, wipe your mouth, get up and say goodbye to Master Gao, and run to the construction site to the north.

The main project on the construction site is a commercial residential building in Wangyuan Community. The main body of the building has been completed, and the interior walls are being plastered. This work will be completed when winter comes.

Han Xiaobai and I were both part-time workers, working with different masters. We separated when we got to the first floor and each went to prepare for the work before starting work.

I've finished the preparations, but Master Wang hasn't arrived yet. He usually plays second fiddle to me, but I can't sit still when he comes.

When I saw the raised bump on my left wrist, I couldn't help but rub it gently. It still didn't hurt or itch. I saw it in my eyes and felt uncomfortable in my heart. If it was really a mosquito bite, I would have applied toilet water, so

The swelling should have subsided over time, but it is still there and has a tendency to grow. Now it is as big as a corn kernel and nearly two millimeters high. I am getting more and more worried. I suspect it is an unexplained tumor and plan to go to the hospital for a checkup.

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Master Wang arrived, and following the elevator to the 10th floor with him was a truck of freshly mixed cement mortar.

"Morning!"

Master Wang picked up the tools, knocked on the gray board, and started working immediately.

I followed Master Wang all the time. When he was plastering, I helped him, and we cooperated quite well. He didn't have to look back, and I didn't have to look. The cement mortar would fall firmly on his plasterboard, not much.

Quite a few.

"Master Wang, I also want to be a plasterer."

The wages of laborers are much lower than that of plasterers. I want to change my job type.

Master Wang paused, which shows that he regards time as his life and attaches great importance to my question.

"I once told you that it is not impossible for you to be a plasterer. The time is not yet ripe. You have only worked for two years and have insufficient experience. In this industry, plasterers are based on qualifications. They must have excellent skills and more importantly, have

A certain degree of popularity. The boss of the construction team is familiar with skilled plasterers. Even if they have never worked under him, they still know their names. They are not just allowed to do plastering by just one person."

"Bah bang bang!"

Master Wang wiped it tightly and continued:

"You have this idea, and I believe you also have this ability. Stamina is very important for plasterers. Your hands must be steady and your strength must be accurate so that you can plaster quickly, evenly, and in place. Once the work is reworked, there will be less work.

.No boss would want to use an inefficient one.”

"Papa papa!" A few more plasters. He who seldom talks usually talked a lot to me today. Listening to his words, he supported me in plastering, but in fact he seemed a little unhappy.

He gives me the impression that he is a bit narrow-minded. The two of us work together tacitly, and if he does the job smoothly, he can earn a lot of money. I don’t want to do a small job anymore, and I want to find someone else. If he is a novice, he won’t be able to get used to it for a few months.

, failing to reach our level of tacit understanding will definitely delay his ability to make money.

This is what Master Wang is concerned about.

"In my experience, it's hard to find young workers to help new plasterers. Skilled workers don't want to work with you. It's even worse for you to make trouble. If you can't produce much work in a day, the boss won't want to use you. Quality

If you can't guarantee it, it will affect their reputation. I hope you stay for another two years and hang out with Manager Yao for a long time, so that you can find a small worker willing to help you."

It is indeed Manager Yao who has the final say as to whether he can do plastering. It seems that he only has a friendly relationship with Manager Yao, and the relationship is as close as possible.

Seeing that I seemed to be convinced, Master Wang stopped nagging and concentrated on sizing and plastering.

During lunch, I chatted with Han Xiaobai about being a plasterer.

"cut!"

Han Xiaobai snorted, "He must be against it! We have a good relationship, right? If you ask me to work as a small worker for you, I really don't want to do it. Don't blame my brother for being ruthless. Think about it from my perspective. You can work as a small worker for me."

Are you willing to work? You know my brother also wants to do plastering."

Han Xiaobai and I are the same age, we are both 25. His birthday is older than mine, and he calls himself elder brother when he opens his mouth. He seems to like the feeling of being an elder brother very much.

His words hit a sore point in me, and he thought exactly what I thought.

After the meal, go back to the iron sheet dormitory to rest.

We start work at 2 p.m. and have a break of more than an hour. Usually we take a nap at this time. After all, we have worked non-stop all morning and need to restore our energy and physical strength.

The bag on my wrist seemed to have grown again, reaching three millimeters. It was not a good sign, so I decided not to drag it anymore and went to the hospital immediately to find out what it was.

Han Xiaobai fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. I didn't want to disturb him anymore, so I walked out of the tin room alone and rode a broken public bicycle to the hospital.

Huangtu County Hospital is two to three miles away from the construction site of Wangyuan Community, and it only takes a few minutes to get there.

I should go to the dermatology department, but it was lunch break and no one was there, so I went to the surgery department to find the doctor on duty.

A male doctor received me. After looking at it carefully, he said that there was no big problem.

"This is a wart. Don't worry about it. It will fall off on its own within three years at most. It's a public wart and won't spread everywhere. Don't worry. There's no need for injections, medicine, or medicine. No need.

No matter what, it’s okay. You won’t be wrong if you listen to me.”

"But it keeps growing!"

I'm actually a little worried.

"It's definitely going to grow. It hasn't grown into a full size yet. It won't grow after a while. If you insist on treatment, you have to do a minor operation and apply medicine and bandage. I advise you not to treat it. You are not at a construction site.

Work, young man, it will affect your earnings. This thing only affects your appearance when it grows, nothing else."

I don't know whether he didn't want to take this job because he was not very professional, or because the dermatologist was not available, or he really cared about me and felt sorry for me spending money. He tried his best to persuade me that I didn't need treatment, so I listened to him.

When I got back to the dormitory, I could still lie down for half an hour. After all, I was tired too!

Work as usual in the afternoon.

At dinner, after taking the food back to the dormitory, Han Xiaobai took out Daqu wine and asked for some drink.

The two of us often drink some white wine to relieve our fatigue, chat for a while, then fall asleep, feeling full of energy and energy the next day.

In fact, the two of us rarely get together when we are working, and the real cultivation of our relationship is deepened over the wine table.

Tonight we talked about our longing for future life. We had a very happy conversation, but it was also accompanied by sadness. Both families are relatively poor, and they can only rely on themselves to work hard. Han Xiaobai, in particular, revealed that his cousin has made a fortune from farming. This

It gave me the idea of ​​farming.

After dinner, I went to wash the dishes and found that the wart had grown again, reaching four millimeters in height, but it had not expanded in size. I felt disgusted and couldn't help but rub it.
Chapter completed!