Xiang Du's departure did not attract the attention of the card players at all, and no one even said goodbye.

He returned to the rental house, and there was still time to take over, and he had enough time to enjoy a supper. It took several hours after the sun set before the prescribed time was counted.

In the workshop of the wood factory, there is a large clock in front of the door. The direction of the clock faces the interior of the workshop, which makes people always feel urgency and helplessness of time.

The urgency is to wait for time to pass, but the helplessness is to dislike the slowness of time.

Xiang Du and the introducer set up a small table. The table was really not big. One person sat on a stool and the other needed to be on the bed.

After the meal was arranged, the introducer began to drink in one gulp. Xiang Du clearly felt that this person had something to do and would not speak out until the wine reached a certain level. Xiang Du would accompany him to drink.

Xiang Du is a person who drinks casually. Because of his age, he always drinks as a companion. There is no accurate measure of how much he can drink in his heart. Whenever he is at the wine table, he is not unconscious.

Halfway through the drinks, the two of them talked about some basic things. The introducer threatened to come over with the wine, so he left the house.

Xiang Du was idle and ate a few bites. There was a movement outside about opening the room door. He heard that he was Dazhuang's house.

It is hard to imagine that Dazhuang can survive until now with just enough rent every month, although Dazhuang has only worked in a timber factory for less than two months.

Xiang Du opened the door and asked, "Where are you going?"

Dazhuang replied restrainedly: "Go out, go out."

Xiang Du asked this out of boredom, and watched Dazhuang leave the courtyard. He also returned to the house and continued to eat boredly.

The introducer came back with a bucket of wine. He bought two barrels of such good wine in total. The first barrel was drunk on the day he bought it. This barrel was lucky enough to be kept today.

Unless the old friend reunion or other important occasions, the two of them couldn't drink much dryly, and the barrel of wine was not half gone. The introducer had already started complaining: "Damn it, I let them fire today.

.”

Xiang Dumai had time to speak, and the introducer put a few coins on the table: "I gave this little money and said that the factory was not able to make ends meet, and I had to fire some. You have to be careful. You asked for leave today, so I can't say that I will be next.

You are the one who fired."

Xiang Du recalled the days of the royal capital and waved his hand indifferently: "Just open it, just open it. Who would like to have such a little money? Kulun is twenty a month, and my mother is fifteen a month, and I will be

Earn five more than my mom.”

"Brother, didn't the boss say you want to train you? If you can, stay. This job is still good."

"You really believe him? Anyway, I don't believe it. What's the point of working here? I'm far away from home? Low salary? Tired work? Actually, I've wanted to leave the job long ago. But then again, why are I fired?"

As an old employee, he was fired one step earlier than the new employee, and he couldn't bear to worry about his face. The introducer took a deep breath and said indignantly: "What else can it be? The amount of wood now does not have to be used before, and the benefits are not good.

Also, the dead boss recently recruited a group of prisoners and Minba, and the one with low salary is no longer enough."

Xiang Du still knows about the prisoner. He has low salary and hard work, and has no complaints. This is normal. I just don’t know where to get such a group of prisoners back?

There is also Minba. Does Minba also make wood?

The introducer lay on his back on the bed and said angrily: "I understand, what is the most important thing in a person's life? Money! Money is the most important, everything else is nonsense."

Nodding to the affirmative, it is not really true. Anyway, as a guest, the other party can drink it.

The introducer punched the bed: "Damn it, I worked hard for his factory and opened it for me in one sentence? In the end, I didn't even meet him. In the past, I thought I could at least live in my house.

I’m going to work for a young leader. Now I’m going to leave earlier than you, who will be the one who comes later.”

Xiang Du didn't answer this and pointed outside: "Dazhuang is out, where is he going so late?"

"Who knows? A prisoner of Sabi, wherever Abi goes."

Two people clinked and drank.

After complaining for more than ten minutes, the introducer changed his tone: "Xiao Xiang, I know your abilities. Why don't we go home and do some business and make money, and the brothers will share it evenly.

”

Xiang Du didn't answer positively, just a few perfunctory words: "I need money now."

"Brother, I know you look down on me." The introducer smad the bed again, "But, when I get up one day, you have to follow me. I think you are definitely OK."

"Okay, drink, I look forward to that day."

The barrels collided and each drank them.

After drinking for a while, Xiang Du left the renting house because he was about to take over. The introducer was a little reluctant and cursed and returned to his house. No one cleaned up the leftovers on the table. He had to wait the next day to clean up Xiang Du himself.

Walking on the street, Xiang Du was helpless. He really didn't want to drink before work, which would affect his mind.

It was night, and most of the vendors who set up stalls closed and went home at this time. It was too late and the rest could not be sold.

Occasionally I can see carriages on the street. Some of them are more broken and those with better carriages are picked up and dropped off at banquets.

There are also young people, men and women, who have some money on hand, and are ready to spend some places.

Street lamp workers climbed on ladders to light the oil in the street lamps. Every night, they had to do this work, from the beginning of a street to the end of a street, repeating itself.

In fact, Xiang Du thinks that such a job is good, at least free, but even such a job is not something that ordinary people can do, and requires certain social resources, that is, relationships.

It has been half a year since he came to Wangdu, and Xiang Du has no such relationship. He doesn't know many people here. Most of them are workers in the factory, and they are all powerless people.

After walking a few steps, it was still a distance from the timber factory. A little girl chasing a luxuriously dressed man on the street caught his attention.

The little girl's age is about the same age as the noble lady he saw today, because is thin and looks even more immature.

But such a young child, his clothes were torn and his hands were red with red hands and face, chasing the passing men.

The things sells are also very strange, they are matches.

The matches are very long and are inconvenient to carry. Who is rich willing to buy such things?

Those who have money don’t want to buy it, while those who have no money don’t want to buy it can’t afford it. After going all day, they can’t sell a single piece.

"Selling matches, selling matches, do you want to buy matches?"

The little girl asked one after another, and all got was silent rejection, so just shook her head.

Xiang Du was drunk and looked back at the walls of the house on the street.

There is a window on the street with exquisite goods inside. It is said that some kind of stone has been sold here. Noble ladies often come here to buy it, and there are always long queues in front of the door.

The little girl lay on the window and looked, especially the light inside, which was still on during no one's time, and could feel the warmth through the glass.

The little girl sat down against the window with her back, her head buried in her two skinny legs, trembling because of the cold.

Xiang Du found it very interesting. He looked at it on the other side of the street. In fact, he wanted to lend a helping hand, but unfortunately he was powerless.

As the little girl's trembling window approached, there was also a shop there. Unexpectedly, Dazhuang walked out inside. He wore a cloak he had never seen before, with something clamped under his arms, and his expression was in a hurry.

leave.

Xiang Du didn't know what this Dazhuang had done, but it was not a good thing to think about it. Therefore, his attention was still on the little girl.

The little girl's head was deeply buried twitching, as if was whispering.

After talking for a long time, the little girl raised her head and on her face, it was a heartbreaking expression that would make anyone see it.

Under Xiang Du's surprised gaze, the little girl lit a match. Under the faint light of the match, this small figure made people sad. Perhaps there was her beloved thing in the window behind her.

The little girl was wearing too thin clothes, and the warmth that the faint light could produce was absorbed by her spare no effort.

However, the burning time of the match was too short. The little girl left the long matchsticks and stared at the almost full box of matches left in her hand.
Chapter completed!