At around six o'clock in the afternoon, all the foundation pouring was completed.
Zeng Yiming thought for a while and simply gave everyone a holiday and wouldn't work overtime tonight. He needed to take advantage of the masters' holiday to continue improving the special construction plan that had not yet been completed.
Furthermore, it is difficult to control the safety of setting up formwork at night. Although the construction period has passed for 4 days, it is still not too late!
Party A only said that it would be completed in 7 days, but did not say that the strength of the concrete should reach more than 75%. This is one of the reasons why Xiao Ming dared to take a holiday.
Concrete is a material that relies on cement as a cementing agent and is divided into initial setting and final setting.
The site is now using ordinary Portland cement, which requires only two to three hours of initial setting time. In other words, the time from adding water to mixing to pouring the cement should not exceed three hours. If this time is exceeded, it will lose its plasticity and cannot flow, so it can only be scrapped.
During the pouring process, there was no mold explosion, so Lao Wang and Lao He had a very comfortable life in the afternoon. They smoked a few cigarettes and chatted all afternoon, and then it was time to get off work in a daze.
Lao Wang can't even remember the specific time he last went home to have dinner with his wife and children. Although his current workplace is closer to home, his wife and children have already gone to bed when he comes home every day.
You finally caught up with the early shift today. Can you feel good?
With a smile on his face, he hummed a ditty in his mouth, mounted his weighted flying pigeon and flew outside the construction site.
Xiao Ming saw a familiar figure flying past the office window. He quickly stood up and shouted: "Lao Wang, wait a minute!"
Lao Wang was startled by the sudden sound and quickly braked, barely stopping. Fortunately, his flying pigeon also had a built-in foot brake function.
He frowned, feeling unlucky in his heart, but still had a simple and honest smile on his face, and asked puzzledly: "It turned out to be the person in charge. Didn't you give me a holiday? Why, is there anything else?"
Xiao Ming walked out of the office quickly, leaned against the door and said with a smile:
"Why are you panicking? You are riding so fast in the construction site. Do you think you are driving a plane?"
Lao Wang supported the flying pigeon with his right hand and scratched his head with his left hand. Is it wrong to go home early for dinner?
Seeing his puzzled look, Xiao Ming explained in a pleasant manner:
"I still have something important that I must tell you in person. The first thing I will do when I come here tomorrow morning is to remove the formwork for the foundation part, and then continue to install the formwork for the wall part. The quality requirements for this part of the formwork are as follows. It’s higher than the basics.”
Comrade Lao Wang raised his head unhappily and argued excitedly:
"Just such a small thing? I know even if you don't tell me. I was talking to Lao He just now about this matter. If you don't believe me, why don't you ask him?"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked for Lao He, but there was no one there.
He could only slander: Old He, a dog, can run faster than a rabbit! If you don’t put your mind on work, all you want to do is go home and watch over your wife all day long!
"Well, go ahead and complete the mold removal work before going to work tomorrow morning. You can arrange your own time!"
After Xiao Ming finished speaking, he waved to him, turned around and returned to his seat, continuing to write furiously.
For a long time, Xiaopang was really bored. He saw that the two of them had been writing and drawing, and his stomach had protested many times. Both of them had reached the point of forgetting to sleep and eat. What should they do? It was completely dark. Now, will there still be a place to eat?
Boom~boom~boom
Xiaopang knocked on the table hard and reminded: "Brothers, are you hungry? Do you want to starve me to death so that you can inherit the spicy strips my parents left for me?"
Xiao Ming didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't hear it.
Chengzi raised his head and glanced at him, then at the mountain of information, and continued to work hard!
The fat man was really speechless to these two people. His little eyes rolled. In order to save Latiao and his own life, he could only sneak out to find some food by himself.
As soon as he reached the door, he was blocked by an old man who smelled of alcohol and whose clothes were soaked. The old man asked him coldly:
"Little fat man, it will take you a few days to finish this job! I just went home and fell into a ditch on the side of the road. Can you leave a wider path for us to go in and out? You guys have done this big thing. It’s been so many days and it hasn’t been done yet!”
The fat man was a little confused by this sudden situation. He thought for a few seconds before the old man asked:
"Uncle, did you fall because you were drunk? Come on, let me see where you fell and whether you need to go to the hospital!"
The reason why the fat man dares to do this is indeed because people nowadays are still very kind.
The old man moved his hands in front of him randomly a few times, but when he saw the fat man standing there without moving, he instantly lost his temper:
"You damn fat man, you guys are building roads and you don't care about our lives at all. If one day I fall into a ditch and drown, you, the construction site, will still be responsible for the blame!"
After saying that, he rushed over and picked up the fat man and walked to the dark place next to him.
The fat man was frightened by his move. He thought to himself, I just came out to find something to eat. God, could I have encountered the legendary ogre?
He tried to break free and escape, but why was this bony hand so strong?
Is this a complete fall into the wolf's den?
It seemed like a century had passed, and finally he reached the place. The old man released his hold on his hand, panted and pointed at the one-meter-wide road in front of him and asked: "Little fat man, look at it, the road you left is just big." So lenient. Aren’t you here to take my life intentionally?”
The fat man finally realized that the old man was drunk and accidentally fell into the ditch. He didn't know who was drinking with him and ignored him after drinking.
Could it be that such a wide road can be relied on on one's own head?
The fat man smiled bitterly and walked over to help the old man up: "Uncle, you are drunk. Let's go. The fat man will take you home so that you can change into clean clothes as soon as possible!"
The uncle seemed not to hear what he said and still stood still.
The fat man thought to himself, could it be that he was drunk and couldn't remember the way home? He shook the old man's arm and said with a smile: "Uncle, do you still remember the way home?"
When the old man heard that he was going home, he looked a little dazed, and then he showed a painful expression and cried softly: "Go home, you can't even go home if you kill me!"
The old woman at home is so cruel that she beats me every once in a while.
Today it was also because I overslept and didn't pick up my grandson from school, and I got a big beating from her. I really couldn't figure it out, so I went to drink alone. "
The fat man held back his laughter until there was a pain in his abdomen. He quickly let go of the old man, turned his back and tried to control himself. He was afraid that if he laughed out loud, he would be resented by the old man.
After a long time, he turned around again and comforted the old man: "When I was a child, I would be beaten if I went to dig out a bird's nest, if I went swimming in the river, I would be beaten, if I couldn't do my homework, I would be beaten, if I ate spicy chips secretly, I would be beaten. Beating... In short, I was beaten hard. Oh, my sad childhood!"
The old man was expecting him to continue talking about his experience of being beaten, but why didn't this guy stop talking?
"You keep talking, and when you finish talking, I will talk about my own affairs!"
The fat man didn't want to talk to him anymore. Was he going to comfort his wounded heart with his sad things that he couldn't bear to look back on?
