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

The road passes through the middle of the large canteen and large bath, substation and general control center in the factory, and then there is a small slope with the material yard and unloading platform on the top, and the coarse crushing section on the side.

just uphill from the big cafeteria, there is a small red brick building hidden by the woods, this two-and-a-half-story building was built by the Japanese in the thirties, the appearance is a bit beautiful, and now it is the factory's shift worker dormitory.

The dormitory for shift workers is not a dormitory, only for temporary accommodation for front-line workers on shifts, free of charge, each workshop has its own designated room, with a wooden sign hanging at the door of the room, and staff on duty.

Although it is only a temporary dormitory, the conditions are not bad at all, and the bedding is clean and comfortable, with the fragrance of the sun.

Because of the delay when getting off work, the night commuter bus in the middle of the night has passed the time and can't catch up, Wang Yugang and Liu Biao can only sleep in the shift dormitory and go home tomorrow morning.

Anyway, I don't need money, it's quite comfortable.

Not only can you come here to sleep after work, but you can also go to work, you can just say to the attendant what time it will take over, and she will come over to call the bed when the time comes.

"How can we have the Golden Prince here. Wang Yugang shook his head: "Don't talk about our mines, I haven't seen them in the city, but I estimate that there should be so many rich people in the city."

"We have Kawasaki here, more than 60,000. Liu Biao said: "I saw it pulled by a truck that day, and said it was a machine repairer. "

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I don't like that car," Wang Yugang shook his head: "The road race is to see the model looks good, and it must be uncomfortable to ride, and the whole person has to lie on the fuel tank.

Supercars are a truth, but they are different in the era of their respective popularity, they are all good-looking and impractical things, they are extremely expensive, and they are particularly sinful to use.

This thing is not designed to be ridden (driven) for people, and it never thinks about long-term driving, who needs to drive for a long time in a race? This thing can't be said to be an IQ tax, but the IQ of the person who buys it is definitely a bit of a problem.

Of course, it's another thing if you have your own racetrack, or if you have the money to run laps on a track. It would be really stupid to take this car that is commonly used on the day, only Chinese people in the world will do this.

People are stupid and have a lot of money, and it is not surprising that popularity and aesthetics have always been distorted.

"It's just good-looking, how handsome. "Guo Chongliang is also a member of the people who like racing, but he can't afford it. His family is actually in good condition, and he has some strength, but his life is relatively difficult.

He lives with the old man, and he doesn't count if he says it himself.

"It's too tiring to ride, and I have a sore back after half an hour of riding.

Zhang Tiejun said: "When it comes to riding a motorcycle, it has to be a cruiser, a big pedal, but it is not suitable for us here, it is too big." The prince's car is a little smaller. I also bought a prince car.

Liu Biao asked: "Which prince? Does Yamaha have a prince?" Yamaha

motorcycles are not as famous as Honda in China, and its main market is Europe.

Yamaha is a little more well-known in the field of electronic keyboards and pianos.

"Yes. Zhang Tiejun glanced at Liu Biao: "Yamaha is more mature than Honda in terms of technology, and it is more famous in Europe, and its cruising car was made earlier and better, and Honda came later."

"What is a cruising car?"

"It's the Prince, it's designed to make driving more comfortable and comfortable, especially suitable for long-term driving and riding cars, just the opposite of racing. As

he spoke, he walked to the door of the dormitory, several people separated, Wang Yugang and Liu Biao went to the dormitory to sleep, Zhang Tiejun and Li Er, Guo Chongliang continued to walk home.

Guo Chongliang's house is in the big temple, and he has to climb a big slope along the road from the east of Zhang Tiejun's house, which is closer than Li Er'er's house, and the road is easy to walk. Li Er'er's house is completely deep in the mountains of the wilderness, and he doesn't dare to go up at night if he is timid.

"Did you really buy a car?" Li Er'er asked Zhang Tiejun.

"Ang, buy it, it will be there in a few days. Zhang Tiejun nodded: "At that time, I thought that it would be convenient to go back and forth to work, so I saved myself and left." Now I don't feel like I've gone far, so I don't need to.

"When the time comes, you don't feel the need for me to ride for you." Guo Chongliang smiled on the side: "I feel like I can use it." "

Why didn't you ride a bike?" Li Er'er looked at Guo Chongliang. He usually commutes to and from work by bicycle.

"I've never ridden in Class C, I've always ridden in Class A and Day Shift. What do you do riding a bike in the middle of the night? or walk safely.

"Your house is okay, the highway goes directly to the door, and you have to ride or walk." Li Childer sighed: "My bicycle is hard, the trail is one meter wide and full of slopes, it is better to push it every day."

"I remember that there are also bikers in the above houses.

"It's just summer, and you let him try it in winter?

"How many families do you have in that ditch?"

"There are more than a dozen households, fifteen or sixteen households, all of which occupy the original land. The

three of them walked uphill and turned from the bottom of the office building of the stockyard, crossed the railway and then went down the slope along the iron ladder, below which is the factory road, and a few steps further is the gate of the factory. The belt road that was finely crushed to the second plant passed through mid-air.

"Actually, it's good to come to the second factory's mine trough, the mine trough is small and the belt is narrow, not as tiring as the new factory. "

The mine trough is okay, the mine trough here is still quite blessed, if the belt road is still special, it's too far away."

"What are you afraid of? It's so easy to sweep the road here, no one cares about it at all."

Zhang Tiejun raised his head and glanced at the belt road that was faintly lit in midair. He had been here for a while in his last life. Later, more than ten years later, the production line of the entire second factory was dismantled and reconstructed, and all of them were replaced with new equipment and went underground.

When Zhang Tiejun returned home, his parents and grandmother had already slept. It's almost one o'clock.

He entered the house lightly, put his pocket and went straight to bed.

"Tiejun?"

"Well, grandma, woke you up?" "

It's okay, I feel light, and I woke up with a little movement."

Zhang Tiejun took off his clothes and got into the quilt, wondering if he would also go to the shift dormitory to sleep in the next class, so as not to come back and disturb his grandmother. When people get old, they don't sleep well.

He knows the attendant of the shift dormitory, and he is an acquaintance, so he can talk to her about giving some benefits, and see if he can occupy a room alone, so as not to feel uncomfortable mixing with others.

Although he didn't go to bed until one o'clock, at half past five, the powerful Shengte Zhong still woke Zhang Tiejun up. The young body is really good, and I don't feel tired after sleeping for more than four hours.

Zhang Tiejun went out to run outside for more than an hour, sweated all over, bought soy milk fritters and meat buns and returned home.

When I got home, Zhang's father and mother had already gotten up.

"I thought you didn't come back last night. Dad Zhang looked at Zhang Tiejun, who pushed the door in: "Did you buy fritters?

Zhang Tiejun looked for a plate to put the fritters on, and Zhang's father went to open the hot soy milk and buns: "Did you put sugar in the syrup?" "

You taste it, you don't put much in it, it is estimated that it is not too sweet."

As soon as Zhang Tiejun took off his shirt, he wiped his sweat with a towel on the faucet, and went into the house to change into a dry outfit. This is not good here, it is very inconvenient to take a bath, and you can only scrub it like this when you sweat.

"What time did you come back?" Dad Zhang asked: "Why don't you go home directly after work in the middle of the night?"

"Come back directly, it's late to leave the workshop." Zhang Tiejun looked at his father: "Yesterday was dead, a man surnamed Tian, when he found it, he was already dead, and his face was gone."

"Oops. Dad Zhang clicked his lips and sighed: "How did you get it? You'll have to be careful when you go to work in the future, do you hear me? That's not a joke. "

I know. Zhang Tiejun nodded.

Zhang's mother looked at Zhang Tiejun, her eyes were full of worry, but she didn't say anything. What can you say?

Zhang Tiebing slept lazily, and today, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were not in the mood to call him, so the four of them had breakfast together.

"What are you doing today?"

"Go to the city."

"What's going on over there?" "I'm going to be commuting every day from now on?"

"I'm packing it up, so I'll let you take a look when it's ready." I ordered some goods to set up a stall, these two days have to arrange this matter, the counter is still early, to open on 91, before 91 slowly bring the goods back.

"I'm thinking about asking you to go with me to buy the goods." "

Okay,

which day?" "I'll do the math today and see which day I'm going." You just run back and forth, don't you go to find

someone to get a commuter ticket?" "Looking," Zhang Tiejun nodded: "The commuter ticket is not as inconvenient, I plan to see if I can get a trolley to drive back in a few days, and I have already found someone to get a driver's license."

"Can you still drive a car?" Dad Zhang glanced at Zhang Tiejun: "Are you so capable now? You can get all the cars you want?" What kind of car

?" "Sedan, I'm going to get a truck back?" Zhang Tiejun glanced at his father with a smile: "Do you look down on me? I definitely know more people than you now, and I can still do this little thing."

"This guy, I don't know if it's real or fake. Zhang's mother pursed her lips: "If it's really good, what else do you say?" I'm afraid it's bragging." Don't be like those people who learn to run the train with a big mouth.

"Am I like that?"

"Who knows. You know a lot of people and you're so capable, so why do you do your own work? What are you still waiting for? Why can't you go to the city?"

"That's not in a hurry, take your time, I know in my heart." Zhang Tiejun said: "I just entered the factory, and if I want to go, I have to go to a similar place, I have to think about it, and the relationship has to be everywhere."

If you can't do it in one step, it's not interesting, don't say anything about it once, how will you squeak next time

?" "Are you serious?" Mama Zhang tilted her head and looked at Zhang Tiejun.

"Ah, really. I'm kind of related. You'll find out later.

"Where did it come from?