It’s the National Day holiday in a blink of an eye.
The wound on Zeng Yiming's head has almost healed.
For a 16-year-old, the speed of recovery is simply astonishing.
As Zeng Yiming packed his things, he said to the fat man: "Fat man, tell my father when you go back. I won't go back during the National Day."
Chengzi, who was helping to pack things next to him, stopped what he was doing, turned around and asked in confusion: "Where are you going? I'm with you!"
"I want to go to the city for a visit. My father is old and it's not easy to make money by guarding the scrap station. I have to think of a way to make money!"
"Earn money! Then I'll go too!" The fat man wiped out all the spicy sticks in his hand in three strokes. He clapped his hands and said vaguely: "I'll go with you in a moment for the message." At the bus station, please ask the driver who is returning to tell my dad."
Fatty's family runs a small shop next to Hongxing Town Primary School, specializing in all kinds of stationery supplies and snacks.
Cheng Zi's parents are teachers in the town. His father is a junior high school mathematics teacher and head teacher, and his mother is a primary school Chinese teacher.
Zeng Yiming has never seen his parents since he can remember. He vaguely heard people talking on the street, saying that he was picked up by the old Zengtou on the roadside. The old man's accent is slightly different from that of the locals, but I have never mentioned the specifics.
"Grandson, no matter what time or environment you are in, don't forget to study. Knowledge can only be stored in your mind, not even a thief can steal it." This is what the old man said most to Xiao Ming.
In Zeng Yiming's impression, the old man in summer loved to wear a dirty straw hat, a loose undershirt that was washed yellow, and a pair of straw sandals on his feet. He looks sloppy, but he is cheerful all day long.
The family's scrap collection station is located outside the town. This is a homestead that the old man bought from the brigade headquarters with money, covering an acre and a half. Except for the three tile-roofed houses, all are made of Sanhe soil hardened into a courtyard dam. There is a wall of about two meters between the courtyard dam and the road.
"Are you sure it's ok? Why don't you ask him to tell my old man? Anyway, you have to pass by my house when you enter the town." Zeng Yiming speeded up the process of packing his luggage. He was skeptical of the fat man's statement.
"That's okay! Pack up quickly, it's time to leave in a moment!" The fat man walked over nimbly and stuffed the things into the handbag casually, and it was done!
On the way back, Chengzi asked guiltily: "Xiao Ming, are we going to go out and make a living in the world like this?"
"What else can I do? I'll put this luggage in the dormitory later, pack up two changes of clothes, stuff it into my schoolbag and carry it on my back!"
"Oh, by the way, do you two have enough travel expenses? I have inquired clearly. A ticket to the city costs 15 yuan. The three of us need to prepare 50 yuan!" After Zeng Yiming finished speaking, he took out the only remaining part of his body. The price is 30 yuan.
Chengzi glanced at the fat man and asked expectantly: "I still have 50 yuan left, what about you?"
The fat man grimaced, and like a magic trick, he took out a blue banknote with the faces of four great men printed on it.
"Fat man, you can do it!" Zeng Yiming rubbed the fat man's pot head and said enviously.
It's the end of the month, and the student party who can spend 100 yuan is really worthy of envy.
There was a bridge passing by the station. The three of them were laughing and laughing, and they came to the bridge unknowingly.
Suddenly, a loud roar came from the bridge: "What are you doing? Stop it!"
Zeng Yiming was startled when he heard the sound and quickly took out his ears. It was so loud that the earwax burst out.
People have a natural tendency to join in the fun. The fat man picked up Orange and looked under the bridge. Oh dear, this bridge is 40-50 meters high, and there is a turbulent river under the bridge.
To the southwest of the bridge, about 50 meters away from them, a middle-aged man was loudly calling the workers to stop work. The reason was unknown.
Carrying forward the fine tradition of asking questions when you don't understand, Zeng Yiming stopped a silver-haired old man and asked: "Uncle, what are they doing?"
Seeing that the person asking the question was a young man, the uncle smiled and said, "There was a heavy rainstorm a few days ago. The road over there was washed away by water. We are working hard to repair it now."
It turned out that this was what happened. Zeng Yiming thanked the uncle for his enthusiasm, and his heart was about to move - he wanted to verify the memories in his mind.
He took off his schoolbag and handed it to Chengzi, and said excitedly: "You just stay here and watch the excitement. Wait for me for a while, and I'll be back as soon as I go!"
After he finished speaking, he stuffed his schoolbag into the hands of Cheng Zi, who was still in a daze, and strode towards the simple fence at the construction site.
"Hello, uncle! I am a student of No. 1 Middle School, and my name is Zeng Yiming. I just heard that you told them to stop working. What is going on?" Xiao Ming asked sincerely.
"Go back, this is a heavy construction site, no idlers are allowed in! Didn't you see?" The black-faced uncle pointed at the sign beside the simple door and yelled.
Zeng Yiming was stunned for a moment. Seeing that he was not wearing a safety helmet, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said back in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "You must wear a safety helmet when entering the construction site! Don't you know?"
It is normal for people who work on construction sites to have dark faces due to exposure to wind and rain all year round. The loud sound is also a result of long-term struggle with the roar of various machines.
Zeng Yiming said with a smile: "Uncle, although I am just a kid, I love our construction industry, so I take the liberty to disturb you."
Zeng Yiming quickly took out the cigarettes he had prepared in advance, opened them quickly, and gave one to the black-faced steward in front of him.
He Gaoyang frowned, and finally took the cigarette, took out the lighter and lit it, took a deep breath, and looked up at the young man in front of him casually. He saw that he had fair skin and was about 1.7 meters tall. Wearing a sweatshirt, denim cropped pants, and canvas shoes.
He raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Listen to my uncle's advice and go back to school. You are not suitable for this job."
He just had to bear the suffering of the engineering dog. His conscience told him that he could not harm the young people in front of him.
Zeng Yiming did not answer his question directly, but asked with a half-smile:
"Uncle, are you the person in charge of the construction party or the person in charge of Party A?"
"I'm the person in charge of Party A! What's wrong?"
"Let's go and see what they did wrong!" Zeng Yiming turned his back on guests and took the lead in walking forward.
He Gaoyang felt a little disappointed. Whose child was this? Could it be that he came from an engineering family?
But that's wrong. Who would let a child go to a construction site casually? This is absolutely impossible to happen!
Just go, He, someone who has been in the industry for so many years, is still afraid of a child? If he doesn't go, where will Lao He's face be if word spreads?
He Gaoyang stood by the guardrail, as high-spirited as a general giving an attack order. He said indifferently: "Tell me! Why did I ask them to stop!"
Zeng Yiming glanced down, rubbed his hands and smiled: "How about we make a bet?"
He Gaoyang raised his brows, and rushed towards Zeng Yiming with an aura of calmness and dignity. The former stared at him for five seconds, but the latter remained calm and calm, so he had to ask: "Tell me! How do you want to bet?"
