Although Zhang Hengu is just a migrant worker, his living habits are quite good. Wash his face, brush his teeth, and shaving his beard. These work are constantly blowing and the rain cannot be dispersed. Of course, these good habits are trained by his wife Zhang Momo. Before picking up Zhang Momo, because he has no fantasy about his future, Zhang Hengu, like others, basically wake up and don’t wash his face and eat. If he doesn’t care about his beard for a long time, it may turn into a big forest. He just pulls out his hands one by one when he is free, or gets rid of them together when he is free. Haircut is a very luxurious enjoyment, only once a year during the Dai New Year, so most of the time, Zhang Hengu always appears in front of the male lead as a big bearded man from Arabs.

Zhang Hengu's habits made Zhang Momo take care of them in ten days, which fully reflects the nature of the yellow race being afraid of his wife. Even if he was far away in Beijing and had a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Dai Gang, Zhang Hengu did not abandon this excellent habit. Others got up at six o'clock and got up at half past five o'clock. In the words of big-eyed Feng, it was as serious as going to the execution ground. In fact, what Zhang Hengu had to do was just mechanically dig a big hole every day, and no matter how clean he was, there was no beauty visiting him.

The warm and humid climate of the Dai Gang also makes people here a little delicate, whether it is men or women. Among the workers, being delicate is not even a big deal.

However, Zhang Hengu did not have the traditional elegance of the Dai people. Even if he dressed up for half an hour, he could only look cleaner and neat. After cleaning up, in the scorching sun, Zhang Hengu would go to the construction site with his colleagues to work hard.

The big-eyed Feng's group of jobs is a labor force that replaces machinery. Because the road traffic has not been cut off, construction along the street cannot be carried out with machinery, and only labor can be replaced. It is said that this can minimize the losses. No matter what the leaders think, the big-eyed Feng and his group have long-term work and can only make money, and no one cares about what the leaders think.

Zhang Hengu cherished this job very much. Although he didn't earn much money, he found that these people were quick to speak, and none of them regarded him as an outsider, so he stayed firmly. Every day, they slept in the work shed, drank the northwest wind, and everyone sang and scolded together and worked together without any complaints. The biggest hope was to pay the salary, except for leaving their own living expenses, and immediately sent it back to the Dai Gang's wife Zhang Momo to make her happy. As long as Zhang Momo could laugh, it would be worth it even if he was exhausted.

Big-eyed Feng joked Zhang Hengu a lot, saying that men are just being mean, and in order to make their wife smile, they can actually bear such heavy physical work.

The big-eyed Feng is not tall and wears glasses, but he is much stronger than Zhang Hengu. He can't show any fatigue when doing these jobs and playing. The hard-working spirit of Henan people is perfectly reflected in him.

In Beijing in August, the morning sun was already very poisonous, and it was hot and hot on the body. There was no wind, and the body had not worked in the sun, and it was already sweating profusely. Although Zhang Hengu’s hometown, the Dai Gang, was in the tropical area, rarely had such dry and hot weather. Zhang Hengu wiped his sweat while working. By ten o’clock, the sweat on his body had been drained. He had no time to wipe it, and he felt a little stuffy and had some symptoms of heatstroke.

Big-eyed Feng and his men couldn't stand it anymore, so they took off their shirts and only had a pair of shorts left. While working, Big-eyed Feng occasionally looked up and found that although Zhang Hengu was stripped off, he actually had a red scarf around his neck.

In fact, Zhang Hengu has always been surrounded by this scarf, but these people have never noticed it. Today, everyone has taken off their clothes, and the red scarf looks a little eye-catching.

"Hey, Zhang Hengu, what kind of creamy boy do you learn? Why do you still wear a scarf on this hot day? Do you want to make stinky tofu?" asked Feng, a big-eyed man.

Zhang Hengu smiled embarrassedly and said, "Oh, this is what my wife asked me to take when I was about to come out, saying that this tied can turn bad luck into good luck. My wife said that she must bring it with me no matter whether it is useful."

"Will it work?" asked the same question.

"That's all right, of course it works." Zhang Hengu said firmly, "Before I came here to work, I almost saw the King of Hell at the Beijing Film Studio. That day, the car was so fast that it was so fast that it was squeaking. The recruiter next to me was knocked away more than ten meters away, and he died without even humming. Actually, I was walking next to him. At that time, I happened to see a melon peel on the side of the road. I was afraid of falling, so I hid a step towards the sidewalk. Just by chance, at this moment, the car bumped into the back. You guys say, this red scarf works, right?"

"That's not necessarily a coincidence." said Feng Big Eyes, "But it is said that red things can ward off evil spirits. In our hometown, everyone who passes his zodiac year wears a red belt. I guess your wife may be from Henan, right?"

When Zhang Hengu heard that he was energetic, he would be more energetic than talking about his wife. After he came here, he liked to talk about his wife with others the most, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he had a fairy-like wife at home. Every time he mentioned Zhang Momo, he would say, "Our wife is so beautiful." Now when he heard Big-eyed Feng talk about her wife, he was more energetic. He said, "That's really not sure. I heard her speak a little like Brother Feng's accent." In fact, Zhang Hengu had slept with his wife for more than a year, but he really didn't ask about his origin. It was not that Zhang Momo didn't say it, but that Zhang Momo could not speak at all. But if he really guessed according to Big-eyed Feng's thinking, he wouldn't be sure that she was from Henan or not too far from Henan.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hengu's words immediately went on and asked about the customs and habits of Big Yan Feng's hometown to see if there is any place to connect with Zhang Momo.

Tongtong smiled and said, "It's your wife, I don't know where I'm from. I don't think it was stolen or stolen?"

Others also started to make excuses, "I don't know where my wife is, and I have no hope of meeting my mother-in-law!"

Zhang Hengu suddenly felt a heartache in his heart. Everyone said it was right. Zhang Momo had been with him for a year. He didn't even know Zhang Momo's real name, let alone where her home was? Zhang Momo was so painful. Everyone has a home, where is Zhang Momo's home? If he could help Zhang Momo find his home, then Beijing would not be a waste of time.

But on the other hand, what should Zhang Hengu do if he could find Zhang Momo's hometown? Zhang Hengu is a self-aware person. If his wife has no mental problems, he would not be able to leave a beautiful woman like Zhang Momo at home. Although Zhang Hengu is strong, what amazing ability can make a beautiful woman like Zhang Momo who can drip out water in those two houses where the wind is blowing and wet when it is wet?

If that happens, just be stupid at home. Zhang Hengu finally made the most wise decision in his life. For Zhang Momo, he would never care about her name, who is from her hometown, and never ask about her hometown. What he can do now is just to recite Ami Tuo Buddha a few more times, bless him with a red scarf, let him live healthily, and earn more pocket money for Zhang Momo.

But will those professional killers listen to Amitabha?

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