The popsicle stall that Chu Heng and the others found was a mobile stall.
It’s just a tricycle, with a few insulated boxes made of wooden boards and foam pulled behind it, which contain popsicles from the food factory, which are sold in the streets and alleys.
At this moment, there were many people gathered in front of the stall, and most of them were children, but they were buying less and watching more.
Although a popsicle is not expensive, costing a few cents or a dime, most people are still reluctant to buy it to relieve the heat. At most, they only buy one occasionally to satisfy their cravings.
After all, if it’s hotter, it won’t kill anyone, and the patience will pass. Why spend that unjust money?
This is how most parents respond to children begging for popsicles.
“Come on, kid, you’ve got your popsicles!”
At this time, next to the popsicle stall, a four or five-year-old girl in exquisite clothes was happily selling the popsicles. After the popsicle's aunt took a cream popsicle in her hand, she couldn't wait to stick out her pink little tongue and take a lick.
The cold taste and the sweetness of milk instantly conquered her taste buds, and her eyes immediately turned into beautiful crescents.
Beside her, a group of children wearing patched clothes looked at her eagerly, salivating with greed, but they didn't even have a penny on them, but they could only look at the plum blossoms to quench their thirst.
As for grabbing.
The children looked at the middle-aged man in military uniform next to the girl, a little intimidated.
Farther away, there are several children gathered around the cheapest one-cent popsicle. You and I share the bites, feeling the coolness and sweetness on the tip of the tongue. Everyone All faces were filled with smiles.
It was just a small penny, but it gave them happiness that many people in future generations would not get by tens or millions.
“Crunch!”
At this time, Chu Heng drove the Volga to a stop on the street. Immediately, he saw a few people in the car who were sweating in the stuffy car running out in a swarm and went straight to the popsicle stand.
“Here are some popsicles.”
After arriving, Xiang Yong grabbed a dollar in front of the others and threw it to the door selling popsicles, then reached for the box at the back door. , I want to get some popsicles.
"Hey, hey, what! Take your hands away!"
Auntie has quick eyes and quick hands. She slapped his paw away and scolded with an evil look on her face: "You can touch your hands if they are not clean. ? I’m not done with you if you soil the popsicle!”
They are formal workers and do not make money by selling popsicles.
"I'm sorry, aunt, I'm anxious." Xiang Yong took back his red hand and said with a smile: "If you're tired, give us five cream popsicles, they're only a dime. That kind of thing.”
Su Chen, who was sweating next to him, heard this and said hurriedly: "I don't want cream, I want two cents of ice, please give me two!"
"How many do you want?" The aunt frowned a few times. He looked at me with a look of impatience.
Chu Heng looked at his aunt, who must have reached menopause, and he didn’t share her experience. He said patiently: “Aunt, you are troubled, give us four 10-cent cream popsicles, two cents each. ”
The aunt looked at this handsome young man and her expression immediately improved. Then she opened the popsicle box and took out the popsicles they wanted one by one.
“Oh, so comfortable!”
Su Chen chewed the popsicle like a cucumber. Chu Heng and others, who were nibbling cream popsicles, also looked happy.
“I wish I could grow up quickly! Then I will buy popsicles to eat every day!”
On the side, because he had no money to sell popsicles, a child could only stand on the side and looked at Chu Heng and others with envy as they feasted, and made a child... no, it should be the stupidest wish in life.
And there are many friends around him who have the same idea as him. They feel that when they grow up and have money, they won't have so many worries.
“Zi yo yo!”
Soon, Chu Heng and the others finished the popsicles in their hands. The heat on their bodies also subsided a little, and they were still not satisfied. Several people asked for a few more popsicles and continued to stand in the shade, eating popsicles and chatting about work.
Not long after.
After eating more than two yuan of sticks, Chu Heng and the others gave up. They found the aunt and retrieved the remaining money, and prepared to leave in the envious eyes of a group of children.
Chu Heng came to the car and was about to open the door and go in. Suddenly he looked up at the increasingly hot sun in the sky. He couldn't help but think of the workers on the construction site who were busy under the scorching sun, and immediately turned around. Turning around, I discussed it with the aunt, took all the popsicles, and asked her to follow her to the construction site of the family building.
Auntie was naturally not happy about this, and she agreed without thinking. She could get off work after selling two carts of popsicles every day. It would be good if she could sell the things in the cart earlier. of.
Immediately, Chu Heng, considering the aunt's physical strength, invited her into the car, and then asked Xiang Yong to follow him on the tricycle, heading towards the Fuxing Gate together.
Of course, Chu Heng didn't favor one or the other. He threw Bai Hongyang, the chief of the finance section, and asked him to find a popsicle stand to deliver to the construction site over the guest house.
"Oh, this car is so comfortable to sit in! It's much better than the cars next to it!"
In Volgani, Aunt Popsicle sat and touched the soft cushions, then looked around curiously. anywhere else in the car.
Chu Heng and others glanced at the little old lady who had a bad temper, chatted casually with her, and soon left the Fuxing Gate and arrived near the construction site.
The old factory area of the food factory is located at the urban-rural fringe outside Fuxingmen. It is surrounded by several large and small factories and a patchwork of bungalows.
Some of these bungalows are occupied by aborigines, while others are employees of surrounding factories.
Chu Heng drove along the main road and soon came to the construction site of the family building of the Sixth District Grain Management Office next to the road.
In a circle of tall red brick walls, there were six half-finished five-story dusty buildings. Because the place was big enough, Chu Heng did not let the Engineering Bureau The people made the distance between the buildings too narrow, so there was this huge open space between each building, and some fruit trees had been transplanted.
Because the venue is large enough, he also built a small square in the middle of the six buildings.
This square is almost more than 5,000 square meters, with a cement floor. There are basketball courts, table tennis tables, swings, single and parallel bars, pavilions and other facilities. There are also many willows planted around it. Tree.
At this moment, many workers are busy on the construction site. Some are laying pipelines in the family building, and some are laying the ground in the small square.
In addition to these workers, there are also some supervisory teams voluntarily organized by the employees' families squatting aside and watching.
About the time when the foundation of the construction site was laid, some family members of the employees formed this construction team. They came here every day, rain or shine, to watch the construction, and they were even willing to pay for every penny, even the bricks. Not even a single corner is missing!
After all, this is their own building. How can they rest assured if they don’t keep an eye on it?
But the construction team is also miserable, having to battle wits and courage with these guys every day.