Chapter 83 Entering the Holy Temple

The three of them hurried downstairs and ran over. They saw the contractor holding a wooden stick in his hand, beating the old man lying on the ground, saying, "Fuck you, rebellion, rebellion!"

Lin Qingdu saw this and quickly stepped forward, grabbed the swinging wooden stick, and turned back to ask what happened.

The workers behind him talked a lot, and Lin Qingdu listened for a long time before he figured out the situation. In the past two days, the construction site changed the daily settlement to a three-day settlement on the grounds that it was too time-consuming to settle accounts every day. Today was the third day of settlement. The old man looked for a long time and there was no movement to settle the accounts, so he went to ask, and was told that the settlement would be changed to one month in the future. The old man quit on the spot and shouted that he wanted to leave. The contractor said that he should either get out directly or work for a month before getting paid.

The old man has been working on the construction site for a long time. Seeing the settlement time delayed again and again, how could he not know that this was the rhythm of defaulting on debts? He immediately went outside and shouted loudly to attract people. He said that the construction site was going to default on its payment and asked everyone to force the contractor to pay the bill.

Seeing that more and more people were coming around, the contractor picked up a wooden stick on the ground and started beating them. He beat back several people, but only the old man was still standing in front. He was beaten to the ground.

The contractor was panting and cursing, and was about to pull the wooden stick back, but the wooden stick was like being caught by a pair of pliers and could not move at all. The man was furious and raised his leg to kick him, but Lin Qingdu dodged it easily by turning sideways.

Lin Qingdu was also very angry about this news. The money was earned by his hard work and sweat. Why shouldn’t he pay it? And he even beat people. How can you bully people like this? Today I will teach you a lesson!

As Lin Qingdu said this, he grabbed the stick and was about to step forward. As soon as he took a step, he was hugged tightly by the old man on the ground, "Boy, you can't fight. If you fight, you will attract the police. Not only will you lose your money, but you will also have a criminal record. You are young, it's not worth it."

When Lin Qingdu was stopped, Wang Qiang had found a tile knife from somewhere, lowered his head, and walked inside with murderous intent. Meng Changlin, who was next to him, also stopped him, "Not that bad, not that bad, isn't it just three days' wages? Think about your identity!" Meng Changlin lowered his voice.

The contractor saw that the two were stopped by someone and took off his safety helmet, "Why, you want to hit me? Come, come, come, don't stop me, hit here, you two are my sons!"

The two were furious and were about to struggle over. The workers on both sides heard what the old man said, and then they reacted and split into two groups, tightly stopping the two.

The contractor was also angry. Did he really have no money in his hand? Of course not. A worker only gets two hundred yuan a day. How much money can he spend? What makes him angry is that these people are really getting harder and harder to manage. This unhealthy trend must be suppressed severely, otherwise the people behind will follow suit. What will happen?

He put on his helmet and said, "Don't you want money? Okay, I'll give it to you, but you want money, no way!" He pointed at the old man on the ground.

Hearing that there was still money to be taken, all the workers were overjoyed and hurried to line up to get the money.

Wang Qiang looked at all this gloomily. Meng Changlin, who was beside him, had already run over to line up. He spat on the ground, threw his hat on the ground, turned around and left.

Lin Qingdu also went to line up and successfully received three days' salary, six hundred yuan. He held the money tightly in his hand and came to the old man sitting in the distance. He handed the money forward.

"I'll give you mine!"

The old man raised his head in surprise, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

"Isn't your grandson still studying? A master's student! That's amazing. Didn't he say he has a girlfriend? That means the expenses are even higher. Take this money."

"How can I do that?" The old man jumped up, his dark face flushed.

"I'm still young and have a lot of opportunities to make money. Don't refuse."

Lin Qingdu forcibly pulled the old man's hand up and stuffed all the money into his hand.

The old man's hand holding the money trembled slightly. He wanted to refuse, but when he thought of his grandson, his waist hunched unconsciously. This money is really important to him!

"Thank you, thank you." The old man didn't know what to say, so he could only keep thanking him.

Lin Qingdu smiled at him gently, turned around and walked out of the construction site.

"What are your plans for the future? Do you want us to be a team and find another construction site?"

Lin Qingdu raised his hand and waved it backwards, "No, I want to go somewhere else!"

Lin Qingdu walked a short distance, Meng Changlin caught up from behind, "Xiao Lin, have you seen Wang Qiang?"

"No."

"How come this guy disappeared as soon as he turned his head? He didn't even take the money!"

At this moment, Wang Qiang was walking alone on the road. He didn't know where he was going. He just found a road at random and walked forward.

He was tired and hungry at this time. He had only eaten half of the lunch box before and ran down. With a little food in his stomach, he was even hungrier.

He was walking in an alley. It was time to cook. The aroma of cooking wafted out of the windows of the houses on both sides. He felt that he should do something.

A bald white old man walked from the bedroom to the living room with a book in his hand. He sat on the sofa and read. Aunt Wang was busy in the kitchen.

Noah is 73 years old this year. He is a priest who preaches in Hanshui City. He has no children and has devoted all of himself to God. It has been five years since he came here. Aunt Wang is the one sent by the church to take care of his daily life. She cooks and cleans the house.

Aunt Wang heard the noise outside and said while cooking: "Father, have you heard that the city is in chaos recently. People are committing crimes everywhere. It's really scary!"

"I heard a little bit. What happened?" Father Noah put the book on his knees and asked in a gentle voice. His Chinese is unexpectedly good.

Aunt Wang repeated the gossip she heard again, inevitably exaggerating it herself. It is said that several criminals ran out of the police station and could not be caught for a while, so they wandered on the streets and committed crimes again when they found an opportunity!

"Really?" asked the priest.

Since he was willing to ask, Aunt Wang was encouraged. She said triumphantly, "It's true. You heard it the night before. There were sirens everywhere. It was a mess. They were trying to catch the escaped criminal. I think we should keep a close eye on the door these days! Our house is not safe at all. As long as you agree, I will go to find Li the locksmith and ask him to install our original door lock.

I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your door is just a show-off. Anyone can come in by pushing the door. This is terrible!"

At this time, someone knocked hard on the door.

"Come in!" the priest responded.

The door was pushed open.

The door suddenly opened wide, as if someone was determined to push the door hard.

A man in rags, like a tramp, walked in.