My cousin said: "Put cement? Seal it with cement. Even if the things below wake up, they can't get out. [,ka~/"

My brother said: "That's right, even if someone wants to help it and cut the cement, the sound can still be heard."

The cousin was silent for a while and then said: "Five thousand yuan, we will cover it all. It does not include after-sales service. No one can guarantee after-sales service for this kind of thing. If something happens in the future, the money will be calculated separately."

Damn it, if he keeps silent he is just counting money. My cousin still has the reputation of being the true successor of his second uncle.

The old principal immediately agreed, and he was very happy. After they left, my cousin languished and sat on the sofa, humming. I asked him what was wrong. He said: "The old principal agreed so quickly.

You can see that my five thousand is less than what he budgeted for. If I had known better, I would have said ten thousand. Wow... I finally got a business, but I lost money like this."

Needless to say, this business really didn’t make much money. The next day, we hired three migrant workers nearby to go to the school, dig up the peach tree, and then dig down two meters, and dig four meters wide from left to right.

The project was not completed on the first day. After nightfall, my cousin and cousin stayed there all night. They spread a layer of glutinous rice on the mud and made a circle with chicken blood. While they were doing this, the high school students

They all went to bed for self-study at night. When the high school students got up at dawn, the migrant workers came over and continued digging.

On the second day, my cousin realized that the five thousand was really useless. Just to buy glutinous rice, he bought two sacks, one hundred kilograms, three hundred and sixty yuan. It was even more expensive to hire migrant workers to dig the earth. That pit was dug.

He spent more than a thousand for playing. Including the snacks he and his cousin bought for the night watch, fried snails and duck feet, etc., it was more than three hundred. This is not more than two thousand. This business will probably lose money.

During the day on the first day, we went to find those boys. My cousin and I were waiting in the reception room of the high school for the security director to bring someone over. Finally, three and a half boys came to us, one and a half.

Looks like a noisy kind.

The old principal said with a straight face: "Answer the questions carefully and be honest. Do you understand? You are in big trouble this time."

One of the boys had a stern look on his face: "Isn't it just a peach tree? Just ask my dad to pay for it."

The old principal was so angry.

The cousin slapped the small table in front of the sofa, pulled up his sleeves, exposed the tattoo, and yelled: "You kid, pull it!" He didn't speak Mandarin, but yelled in the local dialect. It could be said very loudly.

It has a deterrent effect.

The cousin continued to ask: "Who asked you to burn the peach tree? The peach tree was registered with the Forestry Bureau. Do you know it is illegal?" Of course he would not tell the truth. I believe he learned a lot during those years in prison.

A bit legal.

Those children were clearly swayed by his momentum, and they said tremblingly, "He's an old man."

I asked: "Be specific, age, clothing characteristics, what happened, and everything he said."

One of the children said: "He was an old man of about forty or fifty, wearing a gray and black jacket. His face was dark and his hands were thick. When we finished school that day, he stopped us at the back door of the school. He said that someone in the school

The peach tree blocked the door of the girls' dormitory, preventing Xiaojia from coming out. We are Xiaojia's classmates, and we wanted her to come out, so we used that event to burn the tree."

"It's not that simple." I said, "Be more specific." Why can I be sure that I have something to hide? Because Xiaojia jumped off the building because she was kicked out of school because of her pregnancy. A few boys, because such girls don't understand logic.

ah.

The other boy hesitated for a moment and then said that they were the brothers of Xiao Jia's boyfriend. Xiao Jia's boyfriend also listened to the old man's words and begged them to do this. He promised to pay them a hundred yuan afterwards.

I didn't expect that Xiaojia's boyfriend is really good. It's much better than those high school students who break up when they get pregnant and have no money to go to the hospital.

But this is not the point. The point is who is that old man?

We went home and analyzed it. We know 1 that the man is forty or fifty years old. Damn, this range is really big. Among the knowledgeable people we know nearby, the second uncle is in his forties, and Uncle Li is also in his forties.

More than fifty minutes. They are all within this range.

Known 2, the clothes are gray and black jackets. The second uncle often wears old school uniforms, and the second uncle has no ability, so you don’t need to consider it. Uncle Li sometimes wears gray and black jackets or similar ones. Last time we went to Lao Zhong’s place, he

He is also wearing a jacket, which is khaki to black. But it is possible that the other one is gray and black.

Known 3: He has a dark face and thick hands. All three of them are consistent with this. My second uncle and Uncle Li often go hiking in the mountains and visit cemeteries, so they must have a dark face and thick hands. Last time when Old Zhong read my palm,

His hands are also very thick.

Their information is of no use at all.

The cousin became angry and said: "Damn it, after I finish this business, I will go and guard Uncle Li and Lao Zhong. When I see them, I will rush over and take off their clothes. If there are scars on the shoulders, they must be!"

"

I was stunned for a moment, and then I laughed and fell on the sofa. Note that what my cousin said, after abbreviation, is: throw down and take off clothes. In my mind, Uncle Li's old face was red with embarrassment, pulling on his clothes and shouting

Saying "I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it~~~"

But it’s been a while since I last met the secret man and injured him. If that man was Lao Zhong, his son would have opened a clinic and could get good medicine without leaving scars.

We estimate that even this clue will be lost.

On the evening of the third day, the earthwork was basically dug. After dinner, my cousin asked us to help out tonight. We were still thinking, these five thousand yuan are really hard to make.

After the high school night self-study get out of class, Principal Zi, under the arrangement of the security director, controlled the students and told them not to leave the dormitory. I, my brother, my cousin, and my cousin all appeared together next to the big pit. There were many people around. The scattered glutinous rice is mixed in the mud.

My cousin spent a lot of money this time. He went to the dog market in the afternoon and chose a pure black dog for 600 yuan. He took the dog's blood and had it singed.

He first threw a bundle of red thread into your insulated box with black dog blood to make an ink fountain thread of dog blood. Then he nailed peach wood nails into the big hole, wrapped the ink fountain thread around the peach wood nails, made a net, and stuck it on

At the bottom of the pit.

Then the four of us sprinkled glutinous rice into the pit together. If it was too thick, the cement on top would not be strong. If it was too thin, it would not be effective. We could only spread it by hand little by little.

While I was squatting in the pit, I said, "Cousin, why don't you just take the glutinous rice and scatter it like the one on TV? It's so gorgeous that it spreads out a layer. Then the ink line,

Just do a few somersaults and you’re done.”

You know, it was so difficult to draw the ink line just now. I could hardly straighten my waist. We were busy working for three or four hours, but it was only such a gorgeous minute on TV.

The net of the ink line was laid out, and a layer of glutinous rice was spread. I couldn't do it anymore, so I just sat on the ground drinking water and eating roast chicken. I can say that my current image is: a man wearing an old black sportswear

, his hair was stained with dirt, his hands were covered in mud and dog blood, and he was wearing disposable gloves. He grabbed the chicken wings and gnawed them, and he sat directly on the ground.

Is this the image of a full-time wife? Is this the image of a beautiful teacher’s wife? I think it’s worse than those migrant workers digging earth.

There was no water around to wash my hands. I was so tired that my rich second cousin gave up his previous image and sat on the floor with me to eat.

After four people killed two chickens, they finally regained some strength. My brother stood up and patted his butt and said, "Let's go, we can still sleep for a few hours."

The cousin immediately pointed to the cement on the side and said: "Let's lay a layer of cement first. How else can we explain to the migrant workers tomorrow morning the ink fountain and glutinous rice underneath."

Think about it, if it were you and you saw an ink bucket and glutinous rice in a big pit early in the morning, would you approach it? Would you try jumping up there to see if you would have a chance of being caught by a zombie?

Finally, the three men resignedly opened a bag of cement, along with sand, and the cousin took the cement knife left by the migrant workers and spread the cement neatly. I forgot about it and just acted as a supervisor.

Looking at my cousin's movements, he is quite skillful. He must have done this kind of work in his hometown. When they were finished, my brother smoked and just looked at the results of our efforts tonight in silence, each one looking disgraced.

Laughed.

I stretched out a dirty hand and said to my cousin: "Boss, pay the bill. Bring me the money."

The cousin was stunned for a moment, his lips trembled for a long time, and he couldn't say a word. After holding back for a long time, he said: "I only charged five thousand, and I guess I have to pay you back now. I don't have any money to give you."

My cousin actually took out his wallet from the pocket of his thin coat, which was said to be a certain brand and worth more than a thousand, but now it looked like nothing more than a rag. He took out a hundred and put it in my hand, saying: "Originally

, manual workers should be given more. Look at the midnight snack I bought, you ate most of it by yourself, and you deducted the midnight snack, so that’s all.”

Then we took the 100 yuan to a noodle shop that was open 24 hours a day and ordered four bowls of snail noodles with meat and a few cans of beer. That was enough. Others looked at us and looked depressed, these migrant workers

Why are women so petite, how can they carry cement?

Dear friends, migrant workers are indeed very hard-working, and the money they earn looks like a lot of money, but in fact it is hard-earned money that they only worked to death from exhaustion. Respect them!

By the time we got home, it was already after five o'clock. We took a shower and lay down on the bed, knowing nothing. The next day, my aunt took care of the children alone and did housework and grocery shopping. It was also very hard, so I asked her to leave the child with me.

Go to my mother. Anyway, my mother is retired and only gossips at home every day.

I could sleep all day, but my cousin didn't. At nine o'clock in the morning, he went out to see the migrant workers laying cement. As for the bottom layer of cement, his explanation was that he had nothing to do last night.

, it was very fun for my friends to pave it. The two-meter large pit was covered with thick cement. For stability, the workers also added some steel bars in it. It was made just like the piers of a highway.
Chapter completed!