Fortunately, Da Mao held him up and the twine bag didn't knock Yang Yongzhi down.
"Come, let me help you carry it over." Da Mao said, but was stopped by Yang Yongzhi.
"No, Brother Damao, this won't count as my work points, and my wages will be less." Yang Yongzhi said.
Da Mao was startled for a moment, "Then you carry it, I will hold it up secretly from behind, and we can move it together."
With Damao's help, Yang Yongzhi finally delivered the goods on his back to the designated location.
"I'm a bit free right now, let's take a break." Da Mao said.
Yang Yongzhi nodded, followed Da Mao to the nearby place, and sat down on the spot.
"Here, have a few sips of tea." Da Mao took off a kettle from his waist, unscrewed it, and handed it to Yang Yongzhi.
"Brother Da Mao, I'm not thirsty. You can drink by yourself." Yang Yongzhi said.
Da Mao said: "You can drink it if it's given to you. I know you can't get used to the tea boiled at the dock. Not only you, but all of us can't drink it either. It smells fishy."
Yang Yongzhi thanked him, took the kettle, took two sips, and returned it to Da Mao.
Da Mao also took a few sips, looking at the boats that kept coming and going in the river in front of him, he said to Yang Yongzhi: "Yongzhi, don't be discouraged, I was like you when I first came to this dock to carry big bags. "
"Carrying a big bag is not just something you have the strength to do. This thing has to have stamina."
"What do you mean, Brother Damao?" Yang Yongzhi asked.
Da Mao hung the kettle back on his waist and continued: "Let me use an analogy, it's like running away. You can rush out a few feet away with all your strength. This is called an explosion."
"But if you are forced to travel three to five miles, it won't work. You have to know how to use force and do it slowly and slowly, just like running water."
"This way, you can continue to do it on this dock."
"Take the past two days as an example. You just arrived at the dock. You had a lot of strength due to your youth. Others carried one sack, but you had to carry two sacks."
"In the past two days, your daily wages were more than ours. We only had 80 fen, but you had 100 fen."
"Well, it won't last long after all. Look, you haven't been able to use up your strength for the past two days, right?"
After hearing what Damao said, Yang Yongzhi felt that it made sense.
"Brother Da Mao, you're right. I've been home for the past two days and my bones are so sore that I can't even sleep well."
"I couldn't sleep well at night, and I couldn't exert any strength during the day. My legs were weak."
"Then according to what you say, what should I do next?" Yang Yongzhi asked.
Da Mao said: "Go back at night and ask your wife to get you some hot water to soak your feet and eat some meat. When you go to bed at night, ask your wife to massage you. That's how my wife came. It's very... It works.”
Soak your feet? Massage? Eat meat?
Yang Yongzhi's eyes were full of envy.
Massage?
He massaged her every night, only for Jin Hong.
Why!
"Stop talking, a cargo ship is coming over there, there is life, get up, get up!"
Da Mao suddenly patted Yang Yongzhi on the shoulder and stood up.
Yang Yongzhi turned around and saw a cargo ship loaded with goods slowly docking at the dock. The person on the bedside was making gestures.
Work is about to begin.
Yang Yongzhi also quickly got up and followed Da Mao towards the other side.
No matter how hard or tiring it is, this job will at least make progress every day.
If there is any income, no matter how much, I will not panic.
Grit your teeth and fight for your livelihood.
After finally finishing his work, Yang Yongzhi dragged his sore body back to the rented cabin with thirty cents of today's wages.
My legs and feet were so sore, and I couldn't even lift my arms.
I'm going back today to see if I can discuss it with Jin Hong and take a day off at home tomorrow.
Will Jin Hong refuse to agree? Will you get scolded?
With such an uneasy mood, Yang Yongzhi finally arrived home.
At the small stove in the corner of the door, Chen Jinhong was cooking dinner, humming a little tune, looking in a good mood.
"Come back?" Hearing the footsteps behind him, Chen Jinhong turned to Yang Yongzhi and smiled.
"Go in and finish your tea, and then we'll have supper soon," she said.
"Jin Hong, let me burn it." Yang Yongzhi said.
Chen Jinhong shook his head, "No, no, no, I've been carrying a big bag all day and I'm exhausted. Go sit down and rest."
Hearing these words, Yang Yongzhi was a little stunned, thinking that he was dreaming.
He entered the room in a daze and sat at the table.
Soon, Chen Jinhong came in with hot food.
"Tonight, let's eat shredded pork noodles," she said.
"Come on, Yongzhi, you are doing hard work at the dock. Eat more meat." Chen Jinhong picked the shredded meat from his bowl into Yang Yongzhi's bowl.
"You eat, why are you looking at me like that? It makes me panic," Chen Jinhong said.
Yang Yongzhi suddenly held Chen Jinhong's hand: "Jin Hong, you, pinch me."
"Ah? Why?" Chen Jinhong was puzzled.
Yang Yong knew: "Let me see if I am dreaming. You are suddenly so nice to me..."
Chen Jinhong was startled for a moment, then smiled.
She raised her hand and touched Yang Yongzhi's face: "Fool, you go to the dock every day to carry big bags for this family. I am your wife, of course I feel sorry for you."
Yang Yongzhi was so moved that he was confused.
"Jin Hong, you are so kind to me. You are the only one who treats me the best in this world."
He lowered his head and pressed his face against the back of Chen Jinhong's hand, his voice had a thick nasal sound.
Suddenly, he raised his head and said with a sincere face: "Jin Hong, don't worry, I have plenty of strength. From now on, I will carry big bags every day. I will not mine for a day, and I will make money for you to spend."
Chen Jinhong's eyes flashed and she suppressed the excitement in her heart.
But he said with a smile: "Your health is important. Money and those yellow and white things cannot be taken with you until you die. I just want you to be healthy."
When Yang Yongzhi heard this, he was even moved to tears.
I couldn't help but stretched out my hand to pull Chen Jinhong into my arms: "Marrying you will make you and I suffer hardships, but don't worry, I will definitely succeed one day."
"No rush, no rush, take your time." Chen Jinhong lay in Yang Yongzhi's arms and said.
But he was sneering in his heart.
Not urgent? That’s weird!
If I don't trick you, a fool, into working hard to make money, how can I easily invite your second brother to my house for a tryst?
As long as you catch up with your second brother, even a small leak in the restaurant will be worth hundreds of big bags for you to carry.
When Chen Jinhong was making his wishful thinking, he was in Changping Village, a hundred miles away.
Old Yangtou found Yang Yongxian and was asking about the matter between Yang Yongxian and Miss Li from Lijia Village.
"You two are in a special situation. It's been another year, and you have to start preparing for your wedding." The old man said.
Yang Yongxian sat upright, looking at his eyes, nose and heart.
When Old Yangtou talked about marriage, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face. (If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please go to m.)
