Jin Qing originally wanted to express some opinions on this task, but the sound of staggering footsteps could be heard outside his consciousness. Along with the curse of "Dead pig, he can pee like this!", the sound of liquid splashing suddenly came in the air.
Jin Qing opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to meet Sister Jin's fierce eyes and the muddy yellow liquid splashed at him.
It can be seen from the memory that this woman never cared about the living environment of the bonded workers and acted according to her preferences.
After all, in this woman's eyes, the bonded workers are just a bunch of pigs who can be exploited at will.
When Jin Qing opened his eyes, the liquid had already flown into the air. Feeling that he was about to have no time to escape, Jin Qing tore off the gray-yellow mattress next to him and threw the bed board together.
Along with Sister Jin's screams, 707 silently dragged out his candle basket: Very good, this behavior is very hostility.
It's just that he was curious about which one was more difficult, tearing off the bed board or quickly avoiding it.
At this time, the girls had not been picked up by the factory, and they were all holding their own broken bowls to share the water.
I was so frightened by the sudden scene that I didn't dare to say a word.
Sister Jin was driven directly into the wall by the door panel. Fortunately, the load-bearing beam was not damaged. There was only a lot of dust in the house, but it did not collapse.
Jin Qing looked around, and what caught his eye were the fearful and avoidable looks of the girls.
Talking about these girls is just the perception of their age in memory.
In fact, these people looked as miserable as evil ghosts crawling out of the underworld, and their bodies exuded a strong stench.
Recently, tap water is popular in cities, but tap water is very expensive.
Although Sister Jin is mean, she will not treat herself badly. The well in the yard has been sealed long ago.
Every day, two workers would follow Sister Jin to fetch water from the Taiping faucet.
A bucket of water costs one copper plate, but the boss above Sister Jin is familiar with the people who look after the water. The bucket they hold is much larger than the normal bucket, so it will be harder for the person carrying the water.
When Sister Jin comes back from fetching water, each of these girls can scoop out a bowl.
It's just that the water is only enough for them to drink, but not enough for them to wash.
Life in this world is nothing more than food, clothing, housing, and transportation, but they cannot even meet their most basic needs.
Their boss understands contracts.
According to the contract, their clothes need to be supplied by their boss.
In fact, the boss only provides two sets of clothes, one in cotton.
The single coat is made of the worst quality cloth, and the cotton coat is so thin that the sun can shine through.
In the past three years, they had to rely on clothes brought from home, which they mended again and again.
The boss does not provide shoes and socks. Fortunately, the socks can be modified with clothes, but they need to save their daily pocket money to buy shoes.
When working, they had to stand next to the workshop and eat their only meal of the day. Although it was cold, at least it could fill their stomachs.
It's just that you don't have freedom to defecate and you have to get a sign to enter the toilet.
The dust in the workshop is flying, the steam is like mist, and the air is polluted. If the foreman is not satisfied at all, they will be beaten and scolded, and scars appear one after another on their bodies.
Due to poor maintenance, it is common for wounds to fester and fester.
Meals are two meals of porridge and one meal, but when it is the night shift, the boss only gives me two meals of porridge.
I ate at about four o'clock in the afternoon and went to work. I didn't have my second meal until about seven o'clock the next morning, and there was no lunch.
The so-called porridge is actually broken rice soup, and there is a limit of two bowls per person.
The dry rice is eaten in the factory, using moldy brown rice and rotten vegetable soup.
There are two or thirty people sleeping in a room of more than ten square meters. The beds in the room are stacked three levels, each bunk is covered with some straw, and a straw mat is covered on the straw.
Some straw mats have some torn cotton batting piled on them, while others don't even have torn cotton batting on them.
Those who behave well have a bed to sleep on, and those who behave poorly sleep on the floor.
Not only do people sit next to each other, they also take turns sleeping.
Sister Jin is cruel and often throws dirty things on their bed to make their smell even worse.
In addition, there is no water, their clothes cannot be washed, and personal hygiene cannot be guaranteed. They are like walking poison gas bombs.
In this kind of living environment, contracting diseases has become a common occurrence.
Teenage girls are usually in good physical condition, but almost all of them do not get sick.
Milder symptoms include foot rot, red eyes, and skin diseases.
Serious ones include lung disease, stomach disease, jaundice, and women's disease.
In less than a year, they were all tortured to the point where they were no longer human.
There are no marks on their bodies, but since they all have unkempt heads and bare feet, sallow faces and thin bones, sunken eyes, sores, rotten feet, and red eyes, you can tell at a glance that they are bonded workers.
It's not that some families who feel sorry for their children have never thought of buying them back, but the price of redeeming them is ten times the price of selling them, and they really can't afford the money.
In the end, he could only watch his child die tragically.
Looking around at the trembling girls, Jin Qing rubbed her chin: "These are unlucky things."
707 rarely stands on a united front with Jin Qing: "They are so big-hearted. They are so messed up and still want to bully others."
Jin Qing took a step forward, while the girls backed away cautiously, fearing that Jin Qing would suddenly get violent and hurt someone.
Unexpectedly, Jin Qing suddenly grabbed the small mirror that Sister Jin placed beside the dining table and took a look at her face.
Very good, she finally knew why Luo Daidi couldn't wear a cheongsam: "707, are you sure this guy has eyes?"
Why did she only see two soybean grains!
707: "As long as you can see things, don't ask too much."
Eyes are the windows to the soul, and his eyes clearly interpret the host's dark heart.
Jin Qing stretched out his hand and tugged on his lower eyelid which he could barely find: "I think this request is really not big!"
I don’t know if there is any place that can open my eyes in this era.
707 quickly stopped him: "Host, please don't. With an eyeball the size of yours, if you open the corner of your eyeball, it might fly out."
What you are born with is deficient and cannot be made up for by day after tomorrow. This is her host.
Just when Jin Qing was complaining in front of the mirror, a girl had already approached Sister Jin and carefully tested Sister Jin's breath: "Dead, dead, go to the patrol room quickly."
After saying that, he rolled and crawled and ran outside.
707: "." Damn it, are you here to find someone to kill someone?
As soon as the girl disappeared, another exclamation came from her ears: "No, she went to Sister Jin's room to steal something."
On weekdays, they have a bad habit of stealing from each other.
A sock, a piece of cloth, a piece of cake, as long as you get it in your hand, it is yours, and face is not as important as taking advantage.
Hearing this, the girls rushed out the door, fearing that they would suffer more than others if they ran slower.
707: "Host, why don't you go over and take a look? This Sister Jin seems to be quite rich."
Are all the girls in the old days so smart?
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked outside with squinting eyes: "There's no rush."
Jin Qing has always attached great importance to money, but what she said now made 707 confused as to how to proceed.
707: ".Host, did you get the wrong script again!"
He is not in a hurry to turn over the money. Could it be that the host has changed his gender?
Jin Qing found a corner and squatted down quietly looking at the noisy room opposite: "When they finish robbing the money, I will go and rob them."
