Fu Jingyou originally wanted to pick up two benches first. They were jobs he had done in the past and they were quick to make.
But he really couldn’t stand Lu Miao’s urging.
In addition, she had to get up early to take the school exam tomorrow, so Fu Jingyou clapped her hands and went to wash up, fearing that she would be delayed.
Before going to bed, I brought in a few more large pieces of firewood.
Of course Tang Mei’s house didn’t forget to send some.
It was warm under her body, and Lu Miao lay comfortably from head to toe, not wanting to move at all.
But I always feel like something is missing.
When the kerosene lamp was blown out, the room became completely dark, leaving only the vague light scattered from the window in the middle of the kang.
Lu Miao just realized something.
She scolded Fu Jingyou:
"I haven't had time to fix the curtains yet!"
Fortunately, there is a courtyard outside, otherwise she would have been seen washing up just now!
Fu Jingyou also realized, "I will take you to school tomorrow. I will stop by the department store to see if I have processed the cloth and bought some."
Lu Miao nodded her chin, "Yeah "Sounded.
Fu Jingyou patted her to sleep, "What else is missing? Let's buy it together tomorrow."
"I need a salt shaker. I bought seasoning oil bottles, vinegar bottles and so on today. There is no salt shaker there."
"Okay, let's buy some together tomorrow."
" And toilet paper..."
Speaking of toilet paper, Lu Miao thought of the toilet again.
“By the way, our house doesn’t have a toilet yet. Can it be repaired in the yard?”
Lu Miao pushed herself into his arms and acted coquettishly:
"Brother You, I don't want to go to the public restroom. I went there this afternoon. It was so disgusting! And it's so big that when I stood on it, I was afraid of falling!"
Fu Jingyou’s chest shook slightly and she made her laugh.
Lu Miao propped up his upper body and raised his voice to emphasize:
"Really! At that time, I thought, if I really fall, please let me fall to death while sliding down. , don’t save me!”
The scene was so horrific and disgusting that she didn't want to live if she could.
Fu Jingyou smiled fondly. He didn't think Lu Miao was too busy, but was actually endeared by her.
"Xiu, you can make do with it for the next two days. I'll start the construction tomorrow after checking the direction."
"Yes!"
Lu Miao nodded happily, appreciating He kissed her sweetly, then lay flat with his feet upright on the quilt, trying to get sleepy.
The window is facing the other side, which makes me feel indescribably strange.
Lu Miao tossed and turned, and finally buried her face in Fu Jingyou's arms, and stayed quiet for a while before falling asleep soundly.
Tang Mei got up first the next day. Afraid of spoiling things, Tang Mei warmed up the remaining noodles from last night.
Lu Miao ate gnocchi in the morning before going out.
Fu Jingyou sent her to school as promised, and then stopped by the department store.
There is a processing cloth, but it feels very thin and light. You don't need to check it against the light. You can feel the light transmission when you hold it in your hand.
Fu Jingyou rolled up the treatment cloth and put it back, counted the cloth stamps on his body, and pulled out a few feet of matte blue cotton.
The door width is quite wide. If you go back and put it together, you can have a window of about two and a half feet.
Fu Jingyou gave the money, rolled up the cloth and carried it into his arms, and bought two large bundles of toilet paper before going home.
Wanting to get familiar with what was around him, when he arrived near his home, he did not go directly into the house. Instead, he walked through a long alley called Baojia Hutong Road and detoured to the market.
It's early today, and the Chinese cabbage just shipped from the market is very fresh.
Remembering that Lu Miao loved vegetables, Fu Jingyou slowed down and picked out the vegetables. He weighed the ones he picked, put them in his pocket, and gave them money.
There are few vegetables in late winter and early spring in the north. Vegetables that usually cost one cent now cost two cents a pound.
Fu Jingyou touched four cents and handed it to someone, then walked to the other side of the market holding the things.
Vegetable sellers, various items and tools, and scrap stations are all in the same direction. Fu Jingyou has been here many times and is basically familiar with them.
The area behind is the slaughterhouse and ice plant. There are also some scattered stalls.
When he was looking for cement last time, he glanced at it briefly as he passed by and seemed to have caught the word "recruitment".
I was in a hurry and didn’t look carefully, so I didn’t know if it was true.
Fu Jingyou plans to go and have a look.
If someone is really recruiting, you can ask them about the situation.
The slaughterhouse starts working at midnight every day. At this time, the door has been closed, leaving only the small door on one side open.
Blood and water mixed together at the door, making it wet and greasy.
Fu Jingyou looked around and saw no one he could talk to, so he continued walking forward.
The door of the ice factory is still open, and there is a blue Dongfeng pickup truck parked at the door.
In the back compartment, there were two people running up and down to cooperate with loading.
Fu Jingyou took a look and saw that there was indeed a sign recruiting young workers hanging on the door panel facing inward.
He slowed down and spoke directly to the people in the car:
"Brother, are we recruiting workers here? Are they still recruiting now?"
The young man looked at his body Not bad.
Zhou Hong stood in the carriage and glanced down, then stepped on the door plank bridge and got down.
Working with him, the tall and lanky boy moved the box from the house. He waved his hand and let the tall and lanky boy carry it first.
He glanced at Fu Jingyou, took a few steps to one side and spoke.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke in a bold accent from the three provinces of Northeast China:
“Where are you from? Doesn’t it sound like someone from the north?”
Fu Jingyou nodded and told the truth: "I came from the south."
To travel far away these days, you need a letter of introduction, and there is a time limit. When the time is up, you must return to your place of residence.
Hearing that Fu Jingyou came from the south, Zhou Hong immediately shook his head:
"The factory is short of a porter, but we are looking for long-term workers. Short-term workers are unstable, so I don't want them."
>He said, turned around and went back to continue working.
Fu Jingyou followed him and said:
"What are the jobs here? If the time is right, I can do it for a long time."
Zhou Hong looked at him sideways, a little disbelieving: "Aren't you going back to the south?"
If the job is transferred, it would be excusable to stay in the north for a long time, but the young man in front of me obviously does not.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come to the ice factory to find casual labor.
Fu Jingyou shook his head and Xu Sheng explained:
"I go to school nearby, and it may be unstable these days... After these few days, I can come here morning, evening, and noon."
< br>The college entrance examination was resumed years ago, Zhou Hong knew.
There was only a university nearby. Considering the age of the young man in front of him, Zhou Hong immediately understood something.
“Don’t you feel ashamed if college students and educated people come here to work part-time?”
"It's all labor, no matter how high or low it is."
"Okay, there is no distinction between high and low in labor!"
Zhou Hong likes this sentence very much.
“There is one train here every year from the National Day to the beginning of summer, and two to three times before the summer solstice and the National Day.”
“Each train carries eighty boxes of goods, and it costs two cents to move a box. It’s cold now, so just load the goods at noon. When it gets hot later, you’ll have to rush early.”
"The work is not heavy, but you have to be steady and don't break the glass bottle inside."
The ice factory produces ice and soda in the summer. In other seasons, it depends on the situation and is closed or only produces soda.
Currently, the only products coming out of the factory are sodas, which are all in glass bottles.
If it weren’t for the fear of falling things, it would be really easy to recruit people for such an unskilled job as a porter.