The work of adding coal is very hard, it is physical work, and you work sweatingly every day, but you only get three yuan a day.
The boss took pity on her and promised to pay her salary every ten days, giving her a full thirty yuan.
If you live frugally, three yuan a day is enough for two people.
However, Lin Cong was a lazy person who refused to do any work. He boasted every day that he would make a lot of money in the future, but he was in a state of confusion every day, either sleeping or smoking. He would also steal money to gamble while she was away.
She argued with him every day at first, but he used a lot of words to block her every time, saying that the current predicament was temporary.
With his writing style and his talents, he will definitely be able to prosper in the future and give her a stable and wealthy home, so that she can endure it for the time being and stay with her.
She believed him again and again, but it was a pity that besides smoking and sleeping, he didn't even see a pen, let alone holding a pen.
She cried and was sad, but unfortunately no one took pity on her.
She misses her father very much, she misses her mother very much, and she also misses her brother...
In the past, when she was at home, she slept until midnight every day, and her three meals were either cooked by her mother or her brother. All she needed was food to open her mouth.
Now, even if she wants a sip of water, she has to run a long way, brave the severe cold in winter, carry it to the house, and then cook it while trembling.
These days, she has to get up early in the morning every day, make porridge to drink, then run for half an hour to work in a small factory, and then walk for more than half an hour to get here after work.
She had never done any rough work. After shoveling coal a few days ago, all the bones in her body seemed like they were not her own, and the pain made her cry bitterly.
Lin Cong didn't feel sorry for her at all, and even scolded her and said she was hypocritical, saying that it was useless for a rural woman to just yell about doing some menial work.
She gritted her teeth and endured it, thinking that she would starve to death if she didn't do it, so she went out the next day.
After more than two months, she finally adapted to this job, lost weight and became stronger. Unfortunately, she was hungry every day, as busy as a dog, and often couldn't take a bite of hot food.
The dripping water turned into ice at night, and it was unbearably cold. She picked up some water, patted the thin ice off her body, gritted her teeth and walked back.
She didn't dare to go back to the alley because she was afraid that she would cry again.
Back at the rental house, she carried water into the kitchen, started a fire with her trembling body, squatted in front of the stove and watched the fire, slowly roasting herself, and she was lost in thought.
The fire was about to go out, so she reached out and threw a piece of rotten wood into it.
Under the bright firelight, her hand joints were thick and black, like a dead tree.
She stared blankly at her hands, tears sliding down again without her realizing it.
This day... when will it end?!
She turned her head and looked at Lin Cong, who was still wrapped in a quilt and smoking on the bedside, and cried even harder.
Lin Cong frowned and shouted: "Why are you crying again? Didn't I tell you? I'm hungry! I want to eat!"
Cheng Tianfang wiped away her tears and said angrily: "You have been lying in bed at home all day, and you still know you are hungry? I got up at about six o'clock to go to work, and didn't come back until dark. I only had one meal all day long, and I still want
I’m working, am I not hungry?!”
Lin Cong rolled his eyes and whispered irritably: "Okay, okay! Stop yelling and cook the rice quickly."
Cheng Tianfang bit her chapped lower lip and swallowed: "The Chinese New Year is tomorrow, did you know? Ah?"
Lin Cong was stunned and suddenly smiled.
"It's New Year's Eve tomorrow? It's already celebrating the New Year! So soon!"
Cheng Tianfang sniffed and sneered: "You either sleep or eat every day. You don't have to live at all. How do you know which day it is today and tomorrow!"
Lin Cong glared at her angrily and knocked the ashes from his cigarette.
"Stop nagging! I'm just like this temporarily! When I stabilize, I can put a lot of money into my pocket as long as I move the tip of my pen!"
Cheng Tianfang has long been immune to such words and no longer believes them.
"After the Chinese New Year, you can go out with me to find a job. My boss gave me the salary settlement earlier and said that I will start work on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. When the spring heat comes on, I will only need one worker and he will not need me."
Lin Cong was furious when he heard this, and loudly said: "Are you mentally ill? I am a future college student, where do I need to find a job? I will not do such lowly jobs! I was born to make a lot of money.
Man! I don’t even bother to make small profits like this!"
If his father hadn't been in trouble and died of illness in prison, he would be a high-ranking official now.
With his father’s background and his talent, it’s not difficult for him to become a high official!
It's a pity that my father is gone, and my career is also gone.
During the college entrance examination, he could have been admitted to a very good university, but unfortunately his scores were so low that he failed to go to university.
If he can successfully go to college, then he will definitely be able to join a state-owned enterprise as a cadre. Even if he is not a senior cadre, he will be a senior manager of a large state-owned enterprise, a technical personnel that the country attaches great importance to training.
The job he, Lin Cong, is looking for must be in line with his identity and allow him to display his talents, otherwise he will never want it.
He would never want some hard-working jobs. Such jobs insulted his talents, his talent and his identity!
Cheng Tianfang became anxious and said harshly: "Then go and make big money! You are born to make big money, so why don't you make it?! In addition to gambling, you can only smoke and sleep. What do you do to make me believe you?
Can you make a lot of money?"
"Shut up!" Lin Cong shouted irritably: "When the time comes, I will definitely make a lot of money! I have a house and land in Rongcheng, which is also very valuable. When mom sells those houses and land
, I am a rich man!”
Cheng Tianfang lowered his eyes and sneered lowly.
"Didn't your mother call and say that the house over there has been occupied by your creditor? Your land is only for rent. Your mother said that it cannot be sold and can only be sublet."
She wasn't serious when she was in school and didn't know a few Chinese characters. But no matter how stupid she was, she could still see through his true nature after getting along with him for these few months.
A man like him has no responsibility and can only brag about how awesome and awesome he is!
It's a pity that he is just a man who can't even boil some hot water for himself, so he has nothing to rely on!
His family only has an old house left and nothing else but a gambling debt of more than 2,000 yuan.
Now that the house has been occupied by the creditor to pay off the debt, he is still thinking about becoming rich by selling the house - he is really hopeless!
Lin Cong's fair and thin face turned pale, and he coughed in embarrassment.
"You will make money if you rent it! My mother said that after the Chinese New Year, the land should be able to be rented out."
Cheng Tianfang closed her eyes and felt that she was so tired that she could hardly breathe.
"You've been staying in this house for almost three months, so you need to go out and try your luck, right? At least find a writing job like a clerk to earn some living expenses."