Chapter 184 Invisible Spasm
As soon as you enter Qinglemen, five kilometers away from the leather base, you will smell a strong smell of blood. In addition to the smell of blood, there is also the pungent smell of chemicals. It's okay now that it's winter, but in summer, it's okay. It will add a smell of decaying corpses, and local residents dare not open their windows all year round.
It would be nice if only the smell was unbearable.
The leather base is open 24 hours a day. Trucks equipped with large wire cages are constantly pulling all kinds of small animals into the leather base, including of course all kinds of runaway animals. After a short period of sorting, production begins. link.
More than twenty of Master Huang's relatives were caught by workers wearing full-body protective gear and put into an iron cage. The iron cage was very flat and had no room for jumping. There was a lot of small animal excrement mixed at the bottom. Mask, it is estimated that no one can get closer than three meters.
The little animals in the iron cage were very panicked. They were jumping and roaring constantly, and the hair on their bodies was exploding. They were naturally sensitive to danger, and they had a premonition that something bad was about to happen, and they were even more excited and panicked.
Everything was ready, and after ensuring that the people left the iron cage, a red button was pressed by the workers. The small animals that were jumping and lively suddenly convulsed and fell straight into the cage, motionless, and there was an unstoppable movement. Excrement flows out underground along the iron cage.
The workers numbly looked at all this through goggles. A 12-hour shift cost 3,000 yuan a month. They had to watch this scene more than 60 times in a shift. Apart from changing types, there was nothing special. Their lives were in their hands. It passed easily, and it was just an invisible spasm.
Newbies who have just started working will have nightmares in the first few days, and those little animals that died in vain will come to their dreams with bloody flesh and blood, begging for justice. Later, they will stop dreaming.
While the body temperature of the little animal was still there, another wave of people came up with knives. They had to peel off the entire body of fur before the body became cold, and then handed the bloody fur to the next step. Zhang Wushu's fur can bring in piece-rate wages ranging from five yuan to ten yuan, so the speed and technology need to meet the standards at the same time, which directly determines their monthly income.
While everyone was working, no one spoke. Wearing gas masks, we couldn’t hear what we said clearly. Except for the sounds of animals in the waiting area, the entire work site was very deserted, or even cold.
Most of the workers are laid-off coal miners. They are young and need to make a living on their own. Everyone has a large family to support. No one comes here to work for stimulation. Everyone knows what is done here, and no one knows how to do it. Discuss your work at home.
Qinglemen District is an outer suburb, 25 kilometers away from the city. It is surrounded by a circle of mountains. Standing on the hill, you can clearly see the brightly lit leather base day and night, so busy, so quiet, and so cold. .
Who would watch from the hills? The souls of those little animals who died in vain want to be reincarnated, but they can't leave. They can only watch their own kind on the hills day and night, being killed, skinned, sewn, and then put into clean and beautiful packages. Put it in the bag, put it on a beautiful label, ship it out, and send it to all parts of the country.
After Mr. Long was discharged from the hospital, he hid for a while. After all, he took Zhao Laoer's money and didn't do anything. He felt guilty. As a more traditional gangster, he still cared about face, so he secretly went to Cai Gen's store several times. , but because I couldn’t get an appointment with Long Er and Long San, I wasn’t sure yet, so I kept putting it off.
It wasn't until yesterday that Long San sent him a message saying that Zhao Laoer had been beaten and was in a vegetative state in the hospital that he realized that there was no need to hide, as his employer would not pursue him.
After a period of joy, his conscience began to torment him, and he began to torture his little moral character. He took people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but did nothing and spent the money. He was not particular about it. He was really not particular about it.
Slowly, this hurdle turned into a thorn. It pricked him when he was surfing the Internet, pricked him when he was sleeping, and exploded when he was drinking. Every time, he pricked him smarter. My face turns red and my heart beats in pain every time.
Today, I finally mustered up the courage to face my inner knot, and came to the hospital, wanting to take a look at Zhao Laoer. Even if I say sorry, I can give myself an explanation, and I can reconcile with myself. Seeing the unconscious Zhao Laoer on the hospital bed, there was a bruise on the chin of a fist on the left face and a slap mark of five fingers on the right face. How big a crime was this? What kind of hatred and grudges were there to beat someone like this? Young Master Long I actually felt a little sorry for Zhao Laoer.
It happened that Tian Xiaohua came to the hospital to pay the money. Although it was very uncomfortable to pay, but he ignored it so early. The pressure from public opinion was relatively high, so he had to stand up for a while. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Mr. Long who was dressed in an unusual way, which he had never seen before. , is he Zhao Laoer’s enemy? The age is wrong.
Long Shaoyi looked at the person and knew that she was Zhao Laoer's little wife. He also attended the wedding, but the banquet was arranged at the back.
"Sister-in-law, I am the second brother's brother. My name is Mr. Long."
Oh, it turned out to be Zhao Laoer's younger brother. Tian Xiaohua looked down on these people, nodded coldly, and took the card on the hospital bed to go to the doctor to discuss reducing medication and saving money.
Young Master Long didn't care about the other party's indifference and still said enthusiastically,
"Sister-in-law, the second brother is like this now. If you need anything, you can come to me directly. He is just like my biological brother."
These words sounded a little ambiguous, especially in Tian Xiaohua's ears. She immediately became wary and looked at Young Master Long up and down. He didn't look like a serious person at first sight.
Under this scrutiny, Young Master Long realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly explained,
"What I mean is that if you need to run errands or do chores or something that is inconvenient for you, you can do whatever you want with me. Then I will treat you as your biological brother. The second brother is lying here like this. As the younger brother, I should do something for him."< br>
After saying that, Mr. Long's eyes turned red, as if he really had a deep relationship with Zhao Lao Er. This surprised Tian Xiaohua. Zhao Lao Er was very bad in nature. Except for the six bald men, the only friends he made were unexpectedly. I have the title of Mr. Long. I said politely,
"I have nothing to do, you are considerate, thank you."
This casual politeness made the thorn in Mr. Long's heart grow a little bit. Look, my sister-in-law said that I was considerate, thanked me, and didn't want to trouble me. Can an orphan and a widowed mother be okay?
The second brother and his family were so kind to me, but in the end I messed up the matter. I said firmly to the unconscious Zhao Laoer with red eyes,
"Second brother, don't worry, I will definitely handle what you told me."
(End of chapter)