The next second, Ma Zhongchao, who had reached his waist, was sitting on the ground with half of his buttocks, his old face twisted and deformed, and he was covering his lower back with one hand in excruciating pain.
The fish belly turned up in the east, and the north wind that had been raging all night also subsided.
The golden star in the sky began to become blurry, and its true appearance slowly appeared in front of the eyes like a large shed with cows lying in it.
The endless rows of lying cows came into view, which made me burst into tears when I came to the farm base for the first time.
As early as four o'clock two hours ago, countless colleagues in Fangzhou got up early and entered the greenhouse to pick vegetables.
The wholesale price of a Chinese cabbage is 50 cents, the wholesale price of eggplant is 80 cents per pound, the spinach is 60 cents, the black cabbage is 70 cents, the large white radish is 30 cents, the tomato is 80 cents...
The most expensive is 9 cents of leeks!
These vegetables are grown by colleagues from Fangzhou Tianyi Hospital with their own hands, and they are cut, picked and dug with their own hands...
During the day, they are vegetable farmers, sweating profusely in the greenhouse.
In the evening, they collectively entered the secret base and transformed from vegetable farmers into high-level intellectuals engaged in scientific research.
Seeing the cart after cart of vegetables being transported away in front of me, and looking at my colleagues who were more tired than oxen and horses, I felt suffocated and couldn't relieve myself no matter what.
I don't see any sadness in them!
All they could see was the indomitable breath hidden in their hearts!
Also, that spirit engraved in the bones and soul, flowing in the blood!
A kind of awe-inspiring righteousness that disappears after the new century!
Looking back silently, there is a duck farm on the left, a chicken farm on the right, a cattle and sheep farm in the distance, and the largest pig farm in Fangzhou behind.
When the harvesting colleagues on the farm came to work, each farm also came alive at the same time.
The wild wind filled the nose with the unpleasant smell of various livestock, and in the ears came the crowing of chickens and ducks, the roar of cows and the bleating of sheep. The atmosphere of life was both fulfilling and depressing.
At seven o'clock sharp, after eating the simplest breakfast of steamed buns and porridge, Chen Zhang led us to another part of the farm.
That's Fangzhou's rotten warehouse! .
The six dead Fangzhou colleagues are here, being put on makeup!
After Fangzhou was reorganized, the dead colleagues didn’t even wear makeup!
Because Ma Zhongchao disagrees!
Because you need to hire a makeup artist for makeup, and you need to pay money.
All colleagues who died in the line of duty will be processed in a unified assembly line and directly cremated and sent to Fangzhou Cemetery!
These six dead colleagues were also dealt with in this way.
Just as the body was being sent away, I stopped him!
I also proposed the makeup for the dead body!
I have no power to decide their life or death, but I have the power to let them die with dignity!
Ma Zhongchao was very dissatisfied with my opinion and severely criticized me in front of everyone!
Similarly, in front of everyone, I directly criticized Ma Zhongchao.
I know what Ma Zhongchao is afraid of?
He is afraid of paying!
He used Mr. Shi's hand to force me to be a sun god, a needle-carrying sword bearer, for one purpose.
Let me pay for the Sun God Needle!
He had only one reason, he couldn't find the money, and Fangzhou had no money either!
I admit that Ma Zhongchao is indeed a master of calculating people.
I also know, even more clearly, that this is a trap dug by Ma Zhongchao for me.
I knew it, but I just jumped without hesitation!
I'm not angry.
I just had one thought in my mind.
Imaginary horse dog egg!
Starting from today, starting from now, starting from before your eyes——
I want to seduce Ma Zhongchao!
"These shoes are brand-name and cost thousands. And this suit from Jinlilai. This outfit in total costs several thousand."
"Six people, that's less than 20,000."
"This little boy also
What a waste. When the time comes, when the fire is set on fire, all these external things will turn to ashes..."
"Hey, kid, you're here."
Ma Zhongchao, who was holding a cigarette behind his back and holding a cigarette in his mouth, immediately put on his standard eunuch smile when he saw me coming in. He stretched out his hand and walked towards me from a distance.
"You're here at the right time, little boy. There's something I need your nod to do. I dare to do it."
"You command the sword bearer."
"I did not take the order seriously. It is about condolences to the family members who died in the line of duty."
"what is the problem?"
"I have notified the families of all the employees who died in the line of duty. Let them come to Yanlai to see their loved ones for the last time. What do you mean?"
"Of course I'll come."
"Little boy, you are really like this. Haha. Mr. Shi really saw you right."
"It only involves the cost of entering Yan...and the core issue of follow-up compensation. What do you mean, little boy..."
In the morgue, some of the nearly a hundred colleagues from Tianyi Hospital who were off work were busy putting makeup on their dead colleagues, some were busy decorating the mourning hall, some were busy cutting paper, and some were tying wreaths...
Most of them have yellow and black skin. The years have left traces of vicissitudes and wind and frost on their young faces.
The boring life, heavy labor, and unspeakable secrets have made them almost unable to see any sparkle and light in their eyes.
Some are just the most decadent numbness and the most numb decadence.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that these people standing in this simple and leaky warehouse were the elites of Fangzhou Tianyi Hospital!
In the entire morgue and memorial room, Ma Zhongchao was the only one complaining.
Apart from these, what I saw in the entire warehouse was the deep depression of failure.
I looked at Ma Zhongchao indifferently and said softly: "Sword holder, I want to correct you a little."
"The six colleagues who died did not die in the line of duty, but died in the line of duty!"
When these words came out, all my colleagues on the scene looked at me, showing impossible surprise and shock.
Ma Zhongchao was obviously taken aback and shouted in surprise: "Sacrifice?!"
"hiss!"
"Little boy, you have to think carefully. If it counts as sacrifice, the compensation will be more expensive than dying in the line of duty..."
I walked straight to Ma Zhongchao and stared at him closely. My hoarse voice, blown by the cold wind all night, came out with words that gave me goosebumps.
"What are they if not sacrifices?"
"If they don't count their sacrifices, it will be intolerable to God!"
My voice was mutated and out of shape, but my colleagues at the scene all changed their expressions. They looked at me, a stranger carrying a sword, in extreme shock.
But when they looked at me, a fire that had been suppressed for a long time, buried deep for a long time, and hidden for a long time was igniting!
