Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

It's '90.

This year, Zhang Tiejun graduated from the technical school and was assigned to the fine shredding workshop, opening a chapter of the life of all the workers.

However, when BB machines became popular outside, when someone drove a car, the little salary of the workers seemed to become a joke, and a large number of young people began to be dissatisfied with this daily upside-down shift life, and began to dream of making a fortune and changing their lives.

Zhang Tiejun turned out to be like this, and began to do business outside the factory.

took pictures, opened a restaurant, a food factory, hung up a BB machine and used Big Brother, bought a mobile phone and motorcycle early, and lived a few years of good and happy times until I broke up with my first love.

First love changed him too much, it can even be said that it changed his life, since then he has not been to work, has been wandering outside, from the city to the provincial capital, from the provincial capital to Shencheng, the capital, and finally to Yucheng.

Never came back. A lot of money was made, but in the end there was nothing.

After a moment of rambling pause, Zhang Tiejun woke up from his memories.

At this time, it was already more than half past ten, and he had just had an in-depth discussion with the two eldest sisters for nearly two hours, Zhang Tiejun was also a little tired, stood up and moved, and came out of the lounge.

As soon as I went out, the noise immediately became louder than several times, and I had to shout loudly to communicate here.

The lights hanging on the roof of the factory building are blue and white, not too bright, and the dark shadows in the factory are longing.

Fortunately, Zhang Tiejun was quite familiar with this place, locked the door and walked up the stairs welded with iron plates.

This lounge is located on the turning platform in the middle of the stairs, which is suspended in mid-air, and there are doors up and down to go out, Zhang Tiecheng wants to go home, and it is closer to walk up. Over there is the main gate of the factory.

The factory is very large, here is just a sorting workshop, there are five such workshops, and there are three crushing, a total of eight first-line production workshops. There can also be seven or eight other non-first-line workshops, lathe workshops, forging workshops, casting workshops and so on.

Coming out of the door of the workshop is a slope, and the noise is less when you walk to the top of the slope, and the mixer truck of the sedimentation tank is buzzing on the track, and there is silence everywhere, and no one can see it.

Although it was already July, the temperature at night was still a little low, Zhang Tiejun tightened his clothes and strode towards the factory gate.

The gate of the factory is in the culvert under the train track, and the guard room at the gate is brightly lit, and the two police officers stand at the door of the guard room to smoke and look at Zhang Tiejun.

Out is a bridge, across the bridge front is the factory convoy, to the west is the factory, to the east is the staff dormitory, the family residential area to the east of the dormitory, about more than one kilometer.

The road follows the river, and the wind blows from behind. Zhang Tiejun shrunk his neck and quickened his pace.

Past the dormitory, along the river is a long row of outlets with barbecues, billiard rooms, singing and non-singing karaokes, hair-cutting and non-hair-cutting hair salons, a commissary and an adult goods store.

There was a faint ghost crying wolf howl in the song hall, pink and purple lights were lit in front of the adult product store, the song hall that didn't sing and the hair salon that didn't cut hair were silent and full of mystery, and there was a howl in the billiard room from time to time.

At this time, the billiards club is the most lively, and there are always a group of young people gathered, as if they never have to sleep.

Looking at this familiar everything, Zhang Tiejun snorted, slightly excited, and an inexplicable emotion grew in his heart.

Walking to the door of the billiards club, he stopped and hesitated, looked into the glass window, still did not enter, turned around and strode into the side street on the side of the club.

He now wants to go home to have a look, to see his parents, to see his grandmother who is still alive. and the younger brother who is in junior high school and has not yet developed his body.

Previous Life...... For him, it was the last life. In his previous life, his younger brother didn't go to a good school, and although he entered the district government through a relationship, he just messed up his life, and finally drank and broke his body.

The sound of crackling in the billiards club, as well as the applause of the onlookers and various guidance comments, was quite lively.

When he was eighteen years old, he was actually one of the young people who soaked in the billiards club every day, and he was still a big addict, and staying up late to play ball was commonplace.

He is quite famous for playing billiards in the mine concentrator, and he can be regarded as one of the people who play better.

At this time, playing billiards is already a dollar a stroke, which has risen after the popular marble ball case in the past two years, and the original wooden board table is five cents. The billiards club was still quite profitable in the 90s, but ordinary people couldn't do it.

Video hall, billiard hall, these two were the most lucrative business in the 90s, but they need to face a large number of ruffians and hooligans, and if they can't be suppressed, they can't go on.

Song halls and hair salons are also quite profitable, but they need to have official relationships, as long as they have relationships, they can do it, and those social people don't dare to make trouble when they come, after all, if he makes trouble here, it will be equivalent to turning himself in.

Another particularly profitable industry is the game hall, the threshold of the game hall is relatively high, on the one hand, the investment is large, on the other hand, not only to be able to suppress the little hooligans, but also to have a hard relationship with the official.

In fact, in the 90s, there were a lot of businesses that made money, and it can be said that they made money by doing everything, that is, the question of how fast they earned, opening restaurants, selling clothing, shoes and hats, selling vegetables, commissaries, and wholesale...... As long as you are willing to work and dare to do it, you can make a fortune.

This is a golden age everywhere, and it is also a fairly fair age, as long as you are willing to pay, you will be rewarded.

Zhang Tiejun looked around as he walked. The street lights on this side of the street are basically not lit, and you can only see faintly by the moonlight, but this is enough, after all, it is a place where it has grown and lived for thirty years.

Everything is familiar, even with his eyes closed, Zhang Tiejun will not go to the wrong place.

The closer he got to home, Zhang Tiejun found that whatever was calm and as steady as an old dog was a, even if he was already sixty years old, he couldn't stop the surging excitement in his heart.

After crossing the side street, turn right and follow the main road for less than 100 meters, you will arrive at Zhang Tiejun's dream home. He hadn't been back to this place in nearly thirty years, and there was an indescribable feeling surging in his heart.

There are four buildings here, and his family lives in the one near the inner hill, and there are still uneven dirt roads between the buildings, with two rows of barns and a small courtyard sandwiched by the residents on the first floor.

Until he came back, his parents still lived here, living slowly and leisurely with the old men and ladies upstairs and downstairs, not going anywhere, and not picking them up. At that time, the road in front of the building was still dirt, but a drainage canal was added.

Bypassing the corner of the building, because of the shelter of the mountain, the black hand here is not visible, only the light of the TV flashing out of the windows of a few houses, so that people can vaguely see the wall of the warehouse.

At this time, people basically had no entertainment except watching TV, and they generally slept early, and those who could watch TV and see eleven o'clock were soldiers.

Zhang Tiejun touched his body, took out his father's set of keys that he secretly took, took out a lighter, got into the dark hole, used the lighter to find the keyhole, and tried twice before opening the door.

Fortunately, the shape of the key of the secret lock of the door is easier to recognize, otherwise I am afraid that I will have to toss for a while. His father's keychain had at least fifteen or sixteen keys tied to it, all of which belonged to the various warehouses and rest rooms of the workshop.

People in this era will carry such a bunch of keys on their bodies, pinned to their trouser belts, and add nail clippers, ear pickers and small scissors, a heavy string, at least a pound in weight.

Skillfully touched the rope on the edge of the door to turn on the light in the corridor, Zhang Tiejun took a deep breath, looked around carefully, and then closed the door and walked in lightly.

Gently pushed open the parents' bedroom and looked in, the memory of the Changhong TV was on, but the father's snoring had already sounded, and the mother sat on the sofa half-lying and half-leaning, also with her eyes closed.

Zhang Tiejun stared at his mother's still young face for a while, cautiously came in, stuffed the keychain into his father's pocket on the sofa, and then cautiously came out and closed the door.

Don't dare to turn off the TV, don't look at my mother there with her eyes closed as if she is asleep, as long as the TV is turned off, you will immediately feel her death sight. People listen, if you want to say that she didn't sleep, in fact, she slept, and if she said she slept, she didn't really fall asleep.

At this time, my mother's state is like that Schrödinger's cat, so it's better not to disturb it.

Zhang Tiejun himself actually has this situation, if he doesn't play something on his mobile phone in his forties after his forties, he will definitely not be able to sleep.

Opening the door of the second bedroom, I went to the wall and felt the cable pulling the electric light.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, there is a single bed against the wall on the right hand, on which Zhang Tiejun's grandmother sleeps, opposite the single bed is a bunk bed, which is the sleeper of Zhang Tiejun and his younger brother, and there is an old-fashioned desk and an iron cabinet between the two beds.

At this time, the buildings and rooms were relatively large, and the second bedroom of Zhang Tiejun's house was twenty-five square meters.

The old lady, who was already asleep, was woken up by the light, raised her hand to cover her eyes and looked at Zhang Tiejun: "I only came back at this time, hurry up and go to bed." "

Well, right away. Zhang Tiejun looked at the old lady with a smile, his nose was a little sour, he quickly inhaled, walked to the upper and lower bunks to undress, and tiptoed to look at Zhengxiang's younger brother who was sleeping on the upper bunk.

That's nice. It feels so good to be a family.

My younger brother is still in junior high school at this time, and he is thin and small, with a childish face. Thinking about the fat man with a stubble beard decades later, Zhang Tiejun shook his head with a smile.