Chapter 142 [Be Nice to These Kids]

Although these child laborers are not very old, the youngest is only 12 years old and the oldest is not yet an adult, but they have worked for more than four years. Children are very smart and know how to read people's expressions. They know that this fat brother wearing those beautiful robes is not an ordinary person.

When they saw this big brother, all the supervisors or team leaders who were high above them nodded and bowed, and dared not breathe. They knew that there was more than 80% chance that this big brother was the boss of the cement factory. Because of their young age, these children were not afraid of this fat Bel Singer.

Singh sat on the stone and called these children to his side. He told a few jokes first. Let the children laugh and relax their vigilance, and then ask what he said. "Brother asks you a few questions and answer them truthfully. Don't be afraid. No one will hurt you with brother in this cement factory. As long as you tell the truth, brother will not let them drive you home. You will continue to work in the cement factory. Do you understand?"

These children looked at each other and nodded, looking at Bel Singer with big eyes. Although the meaning of not speaking was very clear, they would tell the truth. Seeing these children's innocent eyes, Belsinger felt painful and helpless, and sighed.

"Then let me ask you little workers, how many hours do you work every day? How much time do you have to rest at noon?"

At this time, there was a boy who was about the same age as Belsing, but there was no comparison in terms of height or body shape. He was very thin and his clothes were very black. He showed a pair of white big teeth and smiled at Belsinger.

"We work from 9 o'clock in the morning to 18 o'clock in the evening. We work ten hours a day and have an hour's rest at noon. What makes us happiest is the lunch provided by the canteen. There are not only vegetables, but also meat. I heard that the canteen is making curry chicken today. I can't wait now. Hehe."

Working nine hours a day and having an hour's rest time means working eight hours a day, which is reasonable for these children. Unlike those adults who have to work more than 12 hours a day, after all, children's physical strength can't keep up. If these children are exhausted, it will affect their lives. Free lunch is provided at noon, with vegetables and meat. We will try our best to ensure the health of these child laborers. To be honest, the families of these child laborers are living in difficult conditions.

The standard of food at home is not as high as that of the cement factory. No wonder these children's eyes light up when they mention lunch. They are all poor and can't eat meat for a year or two. These children are in the period of growing up. Can they bear it? Not bad, not bad. Marbury still has a conscience. Belsinger felt very satisfied and asked with a smile.

"Then eat more at noon. By the way, why are the clothes on you little workers so tattered? And you wear so many clothes. As far as I know, the cement factory should provide you with work clothes, work shoes, work gloves, and even towels. Why can't I see any of them?"

At this time, another little boy jumped and said, "I know, I know, let me say, let me say."

After getting Belsinger's permission, the little boy smiled and said. "I know, sir. The cement factory distributed clothes, hats, shoes, gloves and even white towels to us. But there are no models suitable for us. They are all things for adults."

"Although we can't wear them, our father can wear them, so we took these work clothes home for our father to wear. Besides, moving stones is angular. Even if you wear new clothes, they will be cut in one day. It's better to wear torn clothes. Isn't it more economical and convenient? Hahaha."

The children of the poor have to take care of themselves early. Although they can't wear them, they are reluctant to return them to the factory and take them home to their fathers. Although it is a set of work clothes, it is a very precious and good set of clothes in their family. It is a very decent piece of clothing. Taking it home for their fathers and brothers to wear is also a filial piety.

This is human nature. Although they are a little clever, it is harmless. Belsinger doesn't care. He just smiled and asked. "How much is your salary per day? Will it be paid monthly? Has anyone deducted your salary?"

Although these children are naive, they are not stupid. When it comes to money, they will feel very nervous. Some of the younger children even lowered their heads and kept silent. Belsinger looked around and encouraged the oldest child with his eyes, then whispered.

"Big brother, I'll tell you, but you must not tell anyone else."

After Belsinger's repeated assurances, the boy said, "Our salary level has reached 80 rupees a day. That's 80 rupees. I can actually earn half of my father's salary. We are all very happy to help our family improve their quality of life. A few days ago, I secretly bought a pair of silver bracelets for my mother. This is the first time my mother has owned jewelry in more than 40 years. My mother is very happy, and I am also very happy."

If 80 rupees is converted into RMB, it is only more than seven yuan a day, but this salary level is not low in India. Adults only earn about 150 rupees a day, and some even earn less than these children, because they are so happy when they are working, and their faces are sweating with exhaustion.

The sharp edges of the stone scratched their clothes and even their skin, but these children would not frown. They definitely made a lot of money and could help their families through the difficulties. They could make money and their status at home would rise sharply, which was the result they were most willing to see.

How could they not be happy to help their families and their parents? Seeing these children raise their heads in surprise after hearing what the big brother said. Then they kept nodding their heads like a unified lucky cat, proving that what the big brother said was right, these children were too easy to satisfy.

At this time, a lot of people were seen running in the distance, led by a man wearing a white shirt and a gray suit. Mabry Goer, the general manager of the cement factory with a big belly, and almost all the senior staff of the cement factory were in place. Only then did these children feel nervous.

Belsinger smiled and asked these children to disperse and complete their respective tasks. Only then did he jump down from the big stone, waved his hand, and asked Mabry to come forward, and then said in Mabry's ear.

"Yes, they didn't become vampires. You have deducted the wages of these children, so you don't have to be nervous. The social environment is like this. Give the children a bowl of rice to eat, help their poor families, try to protect the safety of these children, and don't tire them out. This is all we can do."

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Marbury looked up in horror and asked stupidly. "Master, aren't you angry that I hired these child laborers? I thought you would be furious and then clean these children out, and then they would be cheated."

Belsinger curled his lips and said only one sentence, almost knocking Marbury down. "Do you think I am one of those psychopathic saints? I know the importance of the matter. Now is not the time to be emotional or moral. Instead, we should try our best to help these child laborers and protect them. Instead of firing them and letting these children beg for food and become thieves, do you understand?"