After studying for a long time, unloading and loading the truck, only a few pieces of coal were scattered, and many of them were crushed by cars or people. Tie Jun finally sighed in despair.
"Oh! Isn't it just nonsense to pick up a lot of people?"
"Ahem, young man, what's going on at home? You're so young, how can you compete with old bones like us!"
An old man coughed and squatted in front of Tie Jun. His mouth without front teeth looked so dark and scary that Tie Jun couldn't help but hide back.
It seems that these old men and women are also organized. Newcomers have to pass the review before entering. No wonder Da Zhuang is unwilling to come!
"Where do you live, young man?"
"Heavy Machinery Factory Family Home!"
"Oh, then you have to call me daddy!"
"Haha, that's okay, aren't you afraid of being demoted?"
"Demoted to a lower level? I'm only 45, so I'm going to be demoted to a lower level!"
Tie Jun almost sat on the ground. With a 45-year-old heart and a 70-year-old body, is this considered a kind of time travel?
"I'm also a heavyweight. I fell off the crane and fell onto the bed. Half of my teeth were missing. This thing is too short!"
The old man patted his left leg. Tie Jun followed and looked over, only to realize that the old man's left leg was empty from the knee down. He dared to say that his lover was squatting on one leg to talk to him!
"Dad, please get up, stop squatting, and sit on my basket. Don't worry, I'll spread half of your basket in a minute!"
Tie Jun showed that he was very knowledgeable. He helped the 45-year-old man up and asked him to enter the basket. The old man waved his hand.
"Hahaha, I'm just teasing you. I don't dare to be the father of a graduate student. You are the boss of the Tie family, right?"
"Well, do you know my dad?"
"This is not nonsense. Your father is the flag bearer of our heavy machinery. If you don't know the factory director, you are not new. If you don't know Lao Tie, he is definitely not a member of our heavy machinery!"
Tie Jun was a little surprised that his father had such a famous name. He couldn't imagine that the old man was talking about his explosive father.
"Then I'll call you uncle! Uncle, what's your last name?"
"What, why don't you go home and report to your father?"
"No, I don't owe that much. Besides, he can't control you!"
"Hahaha, you are still young, you don't understand our generation! Boy, no matter how far you fly, don't forget your hometown and our heavy machine!"
The old man got up and skipped to the truck unloading coal. No one chased him away. Several shovelfuls of coal were thrown at him. The old man knelt down, kowtowed, and began to pull coal into the basket.
"The car is gone!"
I don't know who shouted, and the crowd immediately rushed towards him in a fan shape, using clamps, sticks, shovels, and some using their hands and feet. Erya squatted on a small pile of coal and pulled it into the basket. Her little face was as excited as if she had been hit by five hundred dollars.
Ten thousand.
"The trucks are also unloaded over there!"
Someone shouted, and a dozen or so people from the periphery rushed to another platform in an instant. People were diverted, and the coal in the basket was obviously swollen.
After another round of fighting, Erya smiled at Tie Jun while holding the basket, with a row of small white teeth showing on her dark face. Tie Jun rolled up his sleeves to wipe his sister's face.
"Brother, don't wipe it, wait until you finish the work and wipe it again!"
"Hey, look, Boss Jin is here!"
Tie Jun and Erya looked up and said, "Brother, I can go home early!" Erya was very excited, but Tie Jun didn't understand.
A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses jumped onto a steel plate, raised his hand and shouted: "Uncle, aunt, outside the gate, pick it up and take it home!"
"Thank you, Boss Jin!"
"Good people are rewarded, and Boss Jin will live a long life!"
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"Thank you uncle!"
Erya pulled Tie Jun over and shouted with a smile. When the man saw Erya, he jumped off the steel plate.
"Hey, Miss Tiemei, where did you go to the exam?"
"National People's Congress!"
"Hey, the point is, uncle congratulates you, who is this?"
"Uncle, this is my eldest brother, who is studying in Beijing for graduate school!"
"Oh, hello, hello, my name is Jin Mantang, and I work at Thermoelectric!"
"Hello Uncle Jin, my name is Tie Jun."
"Well, it's really hard for you two college students. Alas! Okay, let's go load the coal first and talk to you later!"
Jin Mantang patted Tie Jun on the shoulder and pointed outside the gate.
The two brothers carried the basket and walked outside. When they were far away, Tie Jun asked: "Erya, are you familiar with this person?"
"Everyone who comes here to pick up coal is familiar with him. We can see him almost once a week. Brother, we'll talk about it later. Let's pick up coal first!"
Tie Jun didn't ask any more questions, because there was a fight ahead, and Tie Jun was the only young man, so he hurried over to start the fight.
Although Tie Jun was thin, he was quite strong. He pulled two old men away from each other as soon as they were fighting.
"These two old guys are shameless. They only pick out boss Jin to grab coal when he comes. Look at how big a pile they occupy."
There is a pile of coal at the feet of the two old men, and there are several gun bags and big shovels next to them. Their equipment is different from others.
It was the first time for Tie Jun to come here, so it was not easy to criticize anyone directly. It happened that the 45-year-old uncle was also there, and Tie Jun looked at him with eyes.
"Originally, we are all poor people, and everyone has a share in the kindness given by kind-hearted people, but they are the owners of the hotel and bathhouse in front of the station. This is a different story."
The old man opened his mouth. It turned out that he knew the details of the two old men, and it seemed that they had already attracted the attention of the coal pickers.
"Don't talk nonsense, we are poor households in the mud house behind the station..."
"Bah, I'm so shameless. I've lived there for more than ten years and I haven't seen you before. How dare you say that!"
"It's just that no one is embarrassed to talk about you two, and you are getting more and more shameless. Do you two look at someone taking advantage of the coal?"
"Look, this old thing scratched me!"
A bunch of old men began to denounce, and it would be difficult to arouse public anger. They are all elderly, and Tie Jun really can't stand out. Besides, he is the one who counts!
"Young man, help us keep an eye on them, and we'll be responsible for filling your basket!"
An old lady took a sip and began to arrange tasks for Tie Jun. Before Tie Jun could express his position, Jin Mantang's voice came from behind.
"Don't worry about pretending, I want to see who is so shameless!"
Before Jin Mantang came over, the two old men ran away without giving up their shovels. The crowd immediately cheered and laughed.
Tie Jun looked back, and Jin Mantang stopped with a smile, waving his hands to everyone from a distance, indicating that coal should be loaded quickly.
"Brother, let's work!"
After Erya finished speaking, she rushed to the edge of the coal pile, stretched out her hands to help the two grandmothers pretend, and her giggles spread far and wide.
When Jin Mantang heard Erya's laughter, a smile appeared on his face as well. He looked at Erya's busy figure from a distance and murmured to himself.
"Son, you have good eyesight. Dad has passed this test. What a good girl. If you don't marry into our Jin family, see how your mother will deal with you!"
The simple and kind-hearted Erya didn't know that Uncle Jin in front of him was a thermoelectric giant, and his only son was his class teacher Jin Hui.
Jin Hui is 24 years old, teaches Chinese, is young and handsome, has beautiful chalk handwriting, and has a magnetic voice, which has captivated the hearts of countless young girls.
But he couldn't help but fall in love with his student, Tiemei. It's ridiculous to say that Jin Hui's heart was touched because of a heavy rain in the first year of high school.
That year, Jin Hui was 22 years old, the youngest head teacher of No. 9 Middle School, and the proudest part-time broadcaster on the radio station. When it comes to "Yu Yu Zhixin", no one can forget the warm and heart-warming person.
When Tiemei was 17, she was a bouncing doll who would sniffle when she got into trouble and say "I'm sorry, I was wrong" in a sweet and waxy voice.
That day, Tiemei was sitting by the window. Suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain fell from the sky. The old lady selling popsicles at the door was so frightened that she let the heavy rain soak her.
The classmates were gloating and teasing the old lady. Tiemei picked up her umbrella and rushed out, knocking over Jin Hui who had just entered the classroom with his papers in his arms.
Inexplicably, Jin Hui was very angry. His glorious image was smashed to pieces by this crazy girl. In a rage, he got up and chased her out.
This was the first time Jin Hui saw a smoky heavy rain. Standing at the door of the teaching building, he was scared and did not dare to run out.
Tiemei gave the umbrella to the old lady and squatted on the ground to save the popsicles wrapped in paper. The old lady couldn't pull the stubborn Tiemei away and wiped her tears in vain.
It wasn't until the car pushed into the boiler room that Tiemei grinned. Jin Hui's anger in the distance was extinguished by the falling raindrops. He blushed, rushed into the rain, and rushed into the boiler room.
"Teacher, I'm sorry, I knocked you down!"
Tiemei was very afraid of this young head teacher, especially his deep and charming eyes. If he looked at him too much, he would have bad dreams.
As simple as that, Tie Mei got into Jin Hui's heart and took root. The more he secretly observed Tie Mei, the more Jin Hui felt sad, stinging, and sighing at midnight!
Teacher-student love was not accepted by society in this era. Jin Hui hid his love in his heart. Erya, who was ignorant, only knew that Jin Hui was good to her, and the reward was to work harder.
On the day when they received Erya's admission notice, the Jin family held a reception banquet. There were only three members of the Jin family. Jin Hui turned back into a helpless little boy, crying and saying that he was going to Beijing.
"If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night? Son, if you don't experience separation and separation, and if you don't taste the pain of longing, you won't know what unforgettable love is!"
Jin Mu, who was also a teacher, said something softly. Jin Hui said nothing, walked to the wall, took off the violin, and played "Butterfly Lovers".
Today, Tiemei is going to school to get her notice, and now she is still here grabbing coal.
Half an hour later, a cart of coal was neatly divided. Erya sat on the full basket of coal while Tie Jun helped his 45-year-old uncle load the cart.
"Da Liu, I'll give you this too. I'm an old bachelor and can't burn much."
A bulging torn bag was thrown into the car. An old man patted Liu and turned away. Tie Jun also knew that this uncle's surname was Liu.
"Uncle Liu, your tricycle is quite fashionable, isn't it cheap?"
"Of course, it's Zhonggong brand, the only one in the country. Look at the interface, and look at the steel plate, it's purely handmade!"
Tie Jun lowered his head and looked at it. He understood it in his heart and did not criticize it. He tied up the car with a rope and pushed him on the road with the other two old men.
"It's early today. I can help my wife run the stall when I get home. The brothers will come to my place to drink tonight!"
"Okay, each person has one dish, and you can take care of the wine. Beidacang will do!"
"No problem, let you brothers and sisters spread out some pancakes and add more chili peppers, hahaha!"
Amid laughter, Da Liu rocked the tricycle facing the rising sun. Tie Jun could feel that his laughter was so pure and so happy!
It wasn't until Sanlun merged into the rising sun that Tie Jun turned around to look for his sister.
"Erya, Grandma Liu and I took turns knitting a waistcoat for you as a college gift for you!"
"Grandma Li, I...I..."
Grandma Li took out a cloth bag from a cloth bag. Erya was about to push it, but Grandma Liu stopped her.
"My hands are too dark. Let's look at it when we get home. We two sisters have no money and can't afford to give away good things."
"Grandma, I'll just take it. Don't cry. I can't even wipe it for you!"
Seeing the old lady crying and Erya holding a cloth bag in her black hands, she was a little at a loss. Tie Jun stood aside and couldn't bear to disturb them.
"Grandma is so happy. Look at your kid drawing a train track, hehehe!"
Erya's bright big eyes shed two lines of tears and washed away the soot on her face, which really looked like parallel railroad tracks.