Chapter 2 Don't Let Children Cry Too Much when They Are Young

Marvel chat group?

"What is this?" There is no Marvel culture on the water polo side. Xiao Yan didn't know what it was, but instinctive curiosity prompted him to click in.

First of all, let’s take a look at what kind of chat group this is. The chat group that a piece of bird shit entered is probably just bird shit. If it’s boring, or it’s the kind that deceives people to engage in pyramid schemes, Xiao Yan will quit directly.

Xiao Yan never thought that this was the golden finger. Although his sideline was an internet writer, the internet culture here is very scarce. There are very few novels with golden fingers. Xiao Yan is already 28 years old. A man, he will not think that such a magical thing will come to him.

[Sorry, the initial installation of the chat group takes time, and many red envelopes, rewards, fragments, etc. still need to be updated, please wait...]

This prompt is suddenly given on the screen of the mobile phone.

"..."

Xiao Yan immediately pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth. It turned out to be a chat group like bird shit, and it was estimated that it was a Trojan virus.

Xiao Yan opened the antivirus software and cleaned up the memory, but he didn't take this matter to heart.

…

The screen of the mobile phone is a photo of his daughter Jiajia. It used to be a group photo of a family of three. Now, in order not to touch the scene, Xiao Yan only keeps the photo of his daughter.

In the photo, Jiajia is facing the camera, with fair skin and a very sweet and lovely smile.

Xiao Yan looked at it, and a big man just got wet eyes again, because he didn't know if Jiajia would ask, 'Where's mom? Why didn't mom come back with dad? ’

Xiao Yan's heart felt like it was torn apart in pain.

Wipe away the worthless tears, put the mobile phone in the pocket carefully, ride the electric car, and walk to the nearest construction site in the town. Now in 2333, the total population of water polo has exceeded 10 billion, and the poor still occupy 5 points First, the country where Xiao Yan lives is already very developed, and many large construction sites are already mechanized.

However, most of the ordinary buildings in the town are manpower. The huge poor population makes manpower very cheap. Before Xiao Yan went bankrupt, he would definitely not be considered a poor family, otherwise he would not have married such a good-looking wife.

But now, he is heavily in debt, even worse than the average rural family.

No matter how poor people are, at least they have no external debt.

"Xiao Yan, why are you here?"

The foreman of the small construction site scolded: "You didn't come for half a day in the morning, so it doesn't count as a salary!"

"Um."

Under the scorching sun, Xiao Yan changed into old clothes. He had been moving bricks for a while, and his skin looked a little dark.

"Do it well, don't look down on the work of moving bricks. If you don't do it, someone will rush to do it. I thought you were honest, and you said that your family was in trouble, so I gave you this opportunity..." The contractor said a lot, but Xiao Yan was only low. Head down and start working hard.

This society is cruel, and he wants to make a comeback very, very much, but his relatives and friends, including the bank, will not lend him any more money.

Although he graduated from college, he only went to a third-rate university, and he was still studying a major that has been eliminated. Because his heart is higher than the sky, he has been thinking about doing business, and he has no time to learn a craft.

Now down and down, humbled.

He can only go to the construction site. Of course, he can also be a waiter, a courier, or a security guard, but now he doesn’t even have a house in the city. If he rents a house, it will be another expense, and his salary will not go into the underground coolie. high.

Although there are many poor people in this water polo, there are still very few people willing to do dirty work, so the wages are naturally relatively high.

Like Xiao Yan who is willing to endure hardship, work fast and long, he can earn 200 yuan a day.

Divorcing Nalan Yanran in the morning was delayed, but in the afternoon, he still had to work hard to earn money.

…

Some workers felt too tired on the way, some sat down to rest a little,

Go to the shop opposite to buy a bottle of water.

Only Xiao Yan was indifferent and continued to work with his head sullen.

"Xiao Yan, take a rest, you are sweating like rain, even if your body is exhausted."

"I'm fine, I can still resist."

Xiao Yan continued to move bricks while talking. Even with gloves, his palms were full of blisters. The blisters burst and formed scabs, and then the blisters appeared again, and calluses appeared on the joints.

At dusk, a person came beside Xiao Yan, and he handed a bottle of water.

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty."

He was a foreman. He was in his thirties, and he didn't look much older than Xiao Yan.

He looked at Xiao Yan's chapped lips and said, "Drink, I invite you... why are you hesitating? Do you want me to feed you?"

Xiao Yan finally took it and said thank you in a hoarse voice.

Gulugulu, Xiao Yan just started drinking.

"Why so desperate?"

The foreman pulled out a cigarette and handed it over.

Xiao Yan shook his head and said thank you, I don't smoke.

"There are fewer men who don't smoke now, don't pretend to me."

Xiao Yan quickly explained: "I really don't smoke, since I had a daughter, I quit, Jiajia doesn't like the smell of cigarettes on me..."

The foreman found that this hard-working, unsmiling man finally smiled when he talked about his daughter.

The foreman lighted it himself, perhaps afraid that the smell of smoke would get on Xiao Yan, so he took a seat away. "You work so hard for your daughter? In fact, I also have a daughter who is 9 years old. When I was a child, I always quarreled with my father for hugs. Now I don't kiss me anymore." Speaking of this, the contractor also laughed.

"Well, for my daughter."

Xiao Yan finished drinking water and continued to work.

"What did you do this morning?"

Perhaps out of thanks to the contractor for a bottle of water, Xiao Yan's body stiffened a bit, but he did not hide it. "Divorced with my wife, um, now my ex-wife..."

"..."

The smoke in the foreman's hand stagnated. "I'm not for gossip either. You are so desperate. I'm afraid you'll be exhausted on my construction site. Why divorce? Don't you love me?"

No love, these two words made Xiao Yan's heart tug at him.

"No, I love it, I love it..."

"Then why divorce?"

The subcontractor almost said if his wife cheated and gave him a green hat, but he was too embarrassed to say it, because this Xiao Yan looked very uncomfortable, a 28-year-old man, neither small nor big, but some The joke can't be overdone.

"If you don't get divorced, those debt collectors will annoy her every day, and they will force her to buy her parents' house. By then, both families will be homeless..."

"..."

The foreman fell silent, and every family had a hard-to-read scripture.

After a while, the contractor stood up after smoking a cigarette and said, "Okay, let's get off work. This is your salary for today. You can count it."

Xiao Yan counted his surprises and said, "Brother Zhang, 50 more..."

"I understand the reason why you are working so hard, but, even if you don't eat or drink, and move bricks 24 hours a day, you will pay off the huge debt all at once. The human body is very important, brother, you are still young, If you are exhausted, what will your parents do? What will your daughter do?"

"These 50 dollars are not for you, but for Jiajia. Although I haven't seen her yet, they are all fathers, so I can understand. Today is a special day. Buy something delicious for your children. Take it slow."

The subcontractor patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder and sighed, "No matter how hard the pressure is, no matter how hard life is, you must spend more time with the child, and don't let the child shed too many tears when they are young..."