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275 Struggle

Zhang Youping turned the cardboard boxes into cardboards with sweat and folded them neatly. In order to make the tricycle load more, he had to think of more ways. He hesitated that he was still in the early stages of his business and had no money to buy better equipment, so he could only ride a tricycle to various factories to collect waste. This kind of waste cardboard boxes and various waste paper are the type of waste in the factory. Now Zhang Youping is collecting it alone in this factory and is too busy every day.

Every time he comes to Zhao Hongbing as a security factory, Zhao Hongbing always helps Zhang Youping load the car. Seeing Zhang Youping sweating, he couldn't help but shake his head, "I said, Youping, you can't make enough money. Why do you have to work so hard? If you are a security guard in our factory, your work will be very relaxed. Just like us, you'll be done every day. Why do you think you're doing this?"

"There is no way. I'm used to working at home and can't live. Otherwise, why would I quit my job? This job is just right for me. Although it's tiring, what's the point of doing farm work in Meiziao? And this job is relatively free. When I was tired that day, I could take a day off, and no one cared about me." Zhang Youping tied the paper bag and got in the car immediately.

Although Zhang Youping is engaged in the business of collecting waste, he has a greater dream. Of course, the short-term goal is to replace tricycles with four-wheelers. Zhang Youping calculated that if he switched tricycles to small four-wheelers, he could go to several factories every day. Not only a few factories in this area, but also factories farther away, he could also eat. He knew that there was an earlier industrial park further away, and there were several very large factories there. If he ate those factories, he would never dare to think about it. Now people who come out to work don’t know how high the income of collecting waste is, so there are not many people in this industry. But Zhang Youping knew that there are many smart people in the world. If he didn’t take advantage of this good opportunity to make more money and expand the plate, it would be difficult for him to wait for such a good opportunity in the future.

He did not send the waste paper from the tricycle to the carton factory, but towed it to the small storefront that he rented. The recycling station was relatively remote, so the area was not small and the rent was not very high. Zhang Youping pushed the gate up and was filled with various sorted recycling items. These recycling items were piled up here. When they accumulated a certain amount, Zhang Youping then asked a car to send the waste to a large recycling company, or directly sent it to the paper mill.

After stacking the waste paper, Zhang Youping sat on a sofa with a broken foot to take a breath. He took out a pack of money from his pocket, pulled out one from it, but did not smoke it, but put it on his nose and smelled it. He didn't even have a lighter in his pocket. Since he started this recycling station, he has never let the lighter go in his pocket. He was afraid that if he couldn't help it, it would be too dangerous to smoke here.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Youping was thinking about what his wife was doing at this time and what the baby thousands of miles away were doing at this time. Thinking about them, Zhang Youping felt that she was energetic again immediately.

The last time Liu Qiaoye came over and saw the situation here in Zhang Youping, she was so sad that she kept crying. The couple hugged each other on the broken sofa. Zhang Youping made a bold statement: Woman, wait. When I make money, buy our own house in this city. Let you and Zaizai be the city people too.

From the moment he left Meiziao, Zhang Youping had already made a secret wish: he would not go back if he didn't make a personal example!

Now, he is struggling towards his goal. Zhang Youping grabbed a space cup from the ground and drank the cold boiled water inside in one sip.

People in the city eat three meals a day, which is completely different from the rhythm of most people in Meiziao. However, Zhang Youping is also used to three meals a day. It’s not that he learns from people in the city. It’s because the work he does is too physically exhausted and he doesn’t have the energy to work without eating enough.

Liu Qiaoye quickly processed the products from the assembly line on the water flow line. The workers on the assembly line are always doing very simple and repetitive tasks repeatedly. In addition to fast techniques, this requires extremely good patience. Liu Qiaoye can sit down, and his hands are so fast that it makes it difficult for her fingers to see clearly.

Because she sat in the workshop for a long time and was rarely exposed to the sun, her skin was no longer the red ones she had just come out, but was as white as the people in the city. Last time she went to Zhang Youping’s recycling station, Zhang Youping joked: When she went back, the beggar probably wouldn’t recognize her mother, and she even said that her father had brought her back from the city.

Thinking of this, Liu Qiaoye was a little stunned. I don’t know what’s going on now. It should be that he has grown taller, will he be as tall and handsome as his father in the future?

"Qiaoye. What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about your beggar again?" Xiao Lihua pushed Liu Qiaoye who was in a daze.

"Oh, no." Liu Qiaoye quickly cheered up. He was careless on this assembly line. It won't take long before he heard that a female worker in a workshop was stuck in a mess and was stabbed by a machine.

"If you are tired, take a break, don't hold on. You two are born together. You work like you are desperate. You have been here for so long, but you haven't seen you rest. This is not possible. The string will break if it is tight. Don't work overtime this Sunday. Go to Youping, cook for him, and wash clothes. My Hongbing is half as hard as your family is Ping, so I don't have to be tired anymore. My man has no ambitions, alas." Xiao Lihua is not dissatisfied with her man. In fact, Zhao Hongbing has more things to do than Zhang Youping. However, she is embarrassed to tell others about this advantage.

Liu Qiaoye was indeed a little tired and did not work overtime in the afternoon. She was a little worried about her own man. Every time she went to the recycling station, there was a house full of waste. She didn't dare to make a fire in the recycling station, and she would deal with it casually every time she ate. Liu Qiaoye planned to ask Zhang Youping to rent another house. She also lived there. There were workers in the factory who rented a house outside. The couple were all here, so it was more convenient to rent a house. Liu Qiaoye thought that if she rented a house, she could cook and wash clothes for Zhang Youping every day. Now the money the two earned a lot every month was added up, so she could rent a house. At least there was a decent place to sleep. Zhang Youping didn't have to curl up on the three-legged sofa every night. Because the environment was too simple, the two of them had not given the rituals of Zhou Gong for a long time.

Liu Qiaoye was very confused, and when she thought of this, she was also blushing.

Unconsciously, I was almost at the recycling station, and I happened to see Zhang Youping pushing the tricycle toward the recycling station with difficulty.

"What's wrong? Isn't it easier to ride?" Liu Qiaoye was a little puzzled.

"I'm so unlucky today. The tires broke halfway. This was a new one. In a few days, there were too many nails on the road in this area. Oh, I'll replace this tricycle sooner or later!" Zhang Youping grinned when he saw the woman coming.
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