Chapter 82: Brilliant Sunset (Dear Readers, Please Stop Raising It, It’s Dying)

Lin Qingdu spent his first night on the construction site meditating on the bed.

Just after dawn, there was movement on the construction site. The contractor kicked open the door and shouted, "It's time for breakfast. Get up quickly. If you go too late, there will be no more!"

The three of them got up immediately, washed up, and went to eat. By the way, Lin Qingdu didn't have a toothbrush or toothpaste, he just rinsed his mouth with water.

When the three of them got downstairs, they saw a group of workers wearing yellow safety helmets squatting on the ground eating lunch boxes, and people lined up in a long line next to them to distribute them.

Lin Qingdu lined up and received the lunch box. He followed suit and squatted on the earthen ridge to eat.

The lunch boxes on the construction site are not to be mentioned. They are very bland, but they are heavy in salt.

After eating, they had to work. He was arranged to work under a building that was being built. He was given a small cart and started to transport materials.

There were many things to transport, sometimes bricks, sometimes cement, sometimes just simple building materials, and the work location was not fixed. Basically, as long as someone called, Lin Qingdu would pull the cart over.

Meng Changlin and Wang Qiang were also assigned similar tasks. The three of them were scattered around the construction site, and they could only meet and chat during meals.

Lin Qingdu still thought that the work on the construction site was too easy. After just two days of work, his body felt tired. One was that the food was too bad and his nutrition was insufficient. The other was that the old workers on the construction site saw that Lin Qingdu was young, willing to work hard, and diligent, so they kept ordering him around. In this way, not to mention a young Taoist priest who was building a foundation, even three big blue bulls would not be able to bear it.

Many workers went to restaurants nearby because their lunch boxes were too bad. Lin Qingdu thought the restaurants were too expensive, so he didn't go.

Lin Qingdu didn't know that several young workers had already opened a bet in private, betting on how many days he could hold on.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, and although it was late autumn and winter was approaching, the construction site was still hot. Lin Qingdu had just pulled a cart of materials and was sitting on the railing wiping his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck when someone called him from a distance and asked him to go over and help.

Just as Lin Qingdu was about to go over, he was stopped by an old man who was working with him. The old man turned his face and cursed: "Damn it, do your own work!"

Lin Qingdu smiled and said: "It's okay, I still have strength, it's good to go over and help."

"You idiot, you have done so much work today, it's a lie to say you are not tired, just take a rest!"

Lin Qingdu had no choice but to follow the old man's wishes and sit down to rest.

This old man is also a strange man. Although he is thin and skinny, he is very serious when working. Every time he pulls a cart, he takes off his coat and shows his ribs. In his words, don't waste the coat, because you will sweat a lot when you work.

He put the rope on the cart on his shoulders, and his two slender legs exerted force one after another. The veins on his neck bulged, and the muscles on his body were immediately exposed. In this way, he could miraculously pull up the cart piled like a mountain every time.

Moreover, the old man was not like other people who liked to order Lin Qingdu to do this and that. The most common thing he said was to let him rest quickly. When the two got familiar with each other and chatted, Lin Qingdu knew that the reason why the old man was so good to him was because his grandson was almost the same age as him. Every time the old man talked about his grandson, the pride on his face could not be concealed.

The old man's son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident in their early years, leaving the old and the young to depend on each other. The child studied hard and was admitted to university and even studied for a master's degree!

That's a master's student, which is better than a college student. The reason why the old man still works at such an old age is to subsidize his grandson's living expenses. He secretly works without telling his grandson.

Lin Qingdu would also show admiration at the right time to satisfy the old man's vanity. Every time after chatting, the old man would pat his shoulder and say earnestly: "Xiao Lin, you are still young. After making money, you still have to study. At least finish high school. You can't do this kind of work on the construction site for a long time. If you do it for a long time, you will be useless!"

Lin Qingdu asked: "Then you haven't done it for half your life?"

"I am different from you, different!"

The old man just waved his hand, but didn't say what was different!

Today, the red sun slowly sank at the edge of the city, the sunset was particularly gorgeous, and the fire clouds lit up half of the sky. It was half light and half dark, and it was getting late.

When Lin Qingdu got his lunch box, he found Meng Changlin and Wang Qiang. They were reluctant to spend money on a restaurant.

"I'll take you to a place!"

"Let's eat, where?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Wang Qiang didn't want to go, but Lin Qingdu half-pushed and half-pulled him and forced him to go.

The three of them took the lunch box and took the elevator directly to the top of the building.

A thick metal beam extended outside. Lin Qingdu pointed at the beam with his chin, "Let's see how brave you are. Do you dare to go over there?"

Ordinary people would be scared to death just by looking at the height of thousands of feet below. These two people really looked normal and walked up directly.

"Hey, be careful!"

Lin Qingdu hurriedly said, and the two walked quite steadily, walked to the middle of the beam, and sat down.

As soon as they sat down, Lin Qingdu also came over. The three of them sat side by side on this tall building, watching the sunset at the horizon.

The light of dusk was golden and far away. The setting sun seemed to flow in front of us, intersecting with the clear blue sky in the distance. The people below were small and became a black dot, which felt transparent and illusory.

The orange-yellow glow sprinkled on the faces of the three people. Lin Qingdu smiled particularly clear, "How is it here? The scenery is good!"

"Really good!" Meng Changlin exclaimed.

Wang Qiang didn't speak, lowered his head to eat the box lunch.

If noon is the long-tone wind and dragonflies, then dusk is the minor-tone smoke. Memories returned with the breath. The air between the three people was silent for a while. They all looked at the scenery in front of them quietly, and each fell into some kind of memory.

Lin Qingdu coughed, "I see that you are all depressed these days. Do you have something on your mind?"

"We are so old, there will always be some troubles. Don't you have any?"

Lin Qingdu thought about it, and it was right. He used to be in the mountains. He was worried every day whether the subsidy for this month would come down, whether there was enough rice to eat, and after going down the mountain, he was looking forward to the time when the salary would be paid.

"That's right!"

"We don't ask you, so you don't have to ask us either?"

"No, no, I just want you to have fun while eating, smell the wind, see the color of the sunset, and listen to the sound of the clouds."

When Wang Qiang heard this, his mouth twitched rarely, and he didn't know if he was laughing. Lin Qingdu took out an old radio from his arms, "This is something I borrowed from someone, it should be in good condition." He adjusted the radio, making a rustling sound, and suddenly tuned to the right channel, and the music sounded.

The past life made me more depressed, and the lost and regained love was sweeter. Sometimes dreamers always wake up, don't wake me up, I'm not dreaming

A few years, three lives of drunken dreams, half a bottle of cool autumn, the sunset is especially gentle, and it's all romantic at this moment.

The three of them faced the sunset side by side, listening to music and eating lunch boxes.

The lunch boxes seemed to be mixed with the taste of sunset, and became delicious.

While the three were eating their lunch boxes, they heard a commotion below. Looking down, they saw a group of workers surrounding the contractor, who was beating someone with a stick.

Lin Qingdu used his eyesight to look down.

The person being beaten was the old man!