Dad's Marvel Chat Group

Chapter 2

Marvel chat group?

"What is this?" There is no man Wei culture on the water polo side. Xiao Yan doesn't know what it is, but instinct curiosity makes him click in.

First of all, let's see what kind of chat group this is. A lump of bird droppings enters the chat group. It is estimated that it is bird excrement. If it is very boring or deceptive, Xiao Yan will withdraw directly.

Although Xiao Jin's 28 year old writer's finger has not been flooded by his network, Xiao Jin's novels are not so popular.

[sorry, it takes time for chat group to install itself. Many red packets, rewards and fragments need to be updated. Please wait a moment 】

this prompt is suddenly displayed on the mobile phone screen.

“……”

Xiao Yan's mouth immediately pulled out a wry smile, as expected is a bird excrement general chat group, estimated to be what trojan virus.

Xiao Yan point open antivirus software, clean up the memory, did not put this matter in the heart again.

…

The mobile phone screen is a photo of her daughter Jiajia, once a group photo of a family of three. Now, in order not to touch the scene, Xiao Yan only keeps the photo of her daughter.

In the photo, Jiajia is facing the camera, with white skin and sweet smile.

Xiao Yan looked at it, and a great man was once again wet in his eyes, because he did not know that when he went back at night, if Jiajia asked, "what about mom? Why didn't mom come back with dad? "

Xiao Yan's heart is as painful as tearing.

In 2333 years, the total population of water polo has exceeded 10 billion, and the poor still account for 1 / 5. Xiao Yan's country has been very developed, and many large construction sites have been mechanized.

However, most of the ordinary buildings in the town are human resources. The huge poverty-stricken population makes human resources very cheap. Xiao Yan was definitely not a poor family before he went bankrupt, otherwise he would not have married such a beautiful wife.

But now, he is heavily in debt, even worse than the average rural family.

No matter how poor people are, at least they have no foreign debts.

"Xiao Yan, how did you come?"

The contractor at the small construction site yelled: "you didn't come for half a day in the morning. It's not salary!"

"Well."

Under the scorching sun, Xiao Yan changed his old clothes. He had moved the bricks for a period of time, and his skin looked a little dark.

"Do it well. Don't look down on the work of moving bricks. If you don't do it, someone will rush to do it. I thought you were honest. I gave you this opportunity when you said your family was in trouble. " The contractor said a lot, but Xiao Yan just lowered his head and began to work hard.

This society is very cruel. He wants to make a comeback. However, his relatives and friends, including the bank, will not lend him any more money.

Although he graduated from a university, he only went to a third rate University and studied a major that had already been eliminated. Because he had a lofty ambition and always wanted to do business, he had no time to learn a craft.

Now I'm down and down and humble.

He can only enter the construction site. Of course, he can also be a waiter, a courier, or a security guard. However, he does not even have a house in the city. If he rents a house, it will be an expense. Moreover, his salary is not as high as that of underground coolie.

Although there are many poor people in the water polo, there are few people willing to do dirty work, so the wages are relatively high.

Xiao Yan is willing to bear hardships, work fast and work long, and can earn 200 yuan a day.

In the morning and Nalan Yanran divorce, delayed, but in the afternoon, he still has to work hard to earn money.

…

On the way, some workers felt too tired. Some of them sat down for a little rest and went to the opposite grocery store to buy a bottle of water.

Only Xiao Yan was indifferent and kept on working.

"Xiao Yan, have a rest. You're sweating, and you can't be tired."

"I'm fine. I can fight."

Xiao Yan said as he continued to move bricks. Even with gloves, his palms were full of blisters. The blisters broke and scabbed, and then they ground out blisters. The joints had been worn out with calluses.

At dusk, a man came to Xiao Yan's side, holding a bottle of water.

"Thank you. I'm not thirsty."

It's the contractor. He's in his thirties. He doesn't look much older than Xiao Yan.

He looked at Xiao Yan's cracked lips and said, "drink, I'll treat you What are you hesitating about? Do you want me to feed you? "

Xiao Yan finally took over and said thank you in a hoarse voice.

Gulu Gulu, Xiao Yan is to drink crazily.

"Why is it so boring?"

The contractor took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Xiao Yan shook his head and said thank you. I don't smoke.

"There are few men who don't smoke now. Don't pretend to me."Xiao Yan quickly explained, "I really don't smoke. Since I had my daughter, I quit. Jiajia doesn't like the smell of smoke on me..."

The contractor found that when the hard-working, unsmiling man talked about his daughter, his face finally showed a smile.

The contractor ordered it by himself. Maybe he was afraid that the smell of smoke would infect Xiao Yan. He sat down a little bit. "You're working so hard for your daughter? In fact, I also have a daughter who is 9 years old. When I was a child, she always quarreled with her father and now she doesn't kiss me Speaking of this, the contractor also laughed.

"Well, for my daughter."

Xiao Yan finished drinking water and went on working.

"What did you do in the morning?"

Perhaps out of gratitude for the Contractor's first bottle of water, Xiao Yan was stiff for a moment and did not hide it. "I divorced my wife. Well, now it's my ex-wife..."

“……”

The cigarette in the hands of the contractor was stagnant. "I'm not for gossip. You're so boring. I'm afraid you'll die on my construction site. Why did you get divorced? No more love? "

Don't love, these two words let Xiao Yanxin pull hard.

"Love, love..."

"Then what's the divorce?"

The contractor almost said whether his wife had cheated and brought him a green hat, but he didn't mean to say it because Xiao Yan looked very miserable. The 28 year old man said that he was not small or big, but some jokes could not be overdone.

"If we don't get divorced, those debt collectors will annoy her every day and force her to buy her parents' house, and then both families will be homeless..."

“……”

The contractor was silent, and every family had a hard time to read.

After a while, the contractor stood up after smoking and said, "OK, get off work, this is your salary today, you count."

"Brother Zhang, 50 more..."

"I know the reason why you are so desperate, but even if you don't eat or drink and move bricks 24 hours a day, you can't pay off the huge debts at once. People's health is very important, brother. You are young. If you are tired, what will your parents do? What about your daughter? "

"The 50 is not for you, but for Jiajia. Although I have not met her yet, they are all dads who can understand. Today is a special day. Buy some delicious food for the children. As long as people don't die, they will pay back the account slowly. "

The contractor patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder and sighed: "no matter how hard the pressure is and how hard life is, we should accompany our children more. Don't let the children shed too many tears when they are young..."