When Shen Yizhou heard Xia Qingyuan's words, he immediately stepped on the brakes.
Before the car stopped, Xia Qingyuan opened the door and ran out.
When Shen Yizhou saw this, he quickly got out of the car.
Xia Qingyuan walked to the door of the house where the house was built, and stood there in a daze as she watched the people carrying bricks and lumber coming and going.
Her gaze stopped at one place, and tears soon filled her eyes.
She covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound.
Shen Yizhou chased after her and followed her gaze.
I saw these workers taking off their shirts, shirtless, and wearing a heavy-colored sweat towel around their waists.
They all carry heavy construction materials on their backs or on their shoulders.
The bricks were hard and had sharp edges, so they just used a piece of canvas or a snakeskin bag to separate them.
Even so, it still left deep and shallow marks on the body.
Sweat covered their tanned backs, and then gathered into water, hidden on the sweat towels around their waists.
Most of these people are in their thirties or forties, and they have faces that are most common among working people in Yunnan Province.
One of them stands out among them.
He is taller, thinner and older than them.
There was already a lot of white hair on his head, and even his temples were completely white.
There were several pieces of ointment stuck to his waist and the back of his neck. When the sweat remained, the ointment was soaked.
Perhaps because he is older, he seems to be struggling more than others.
Perhaps he was worried that the bricks on his back would fall off, so he walked very slowly.
One step at a time, but very steadily.
It seems that there are not only bricks on his shoulders, but also responsibilities.
The person in front who was faster than him had already placed the bricks and walked back.
He was walking very fast and accidentally bumped into him when he passed by.
He didn't notice that the bricks on his back were about to fall off at an angle.
Xia Qingyuan stepped over and supported Brick.
Shen Yizhou was also on the other side, supporting him together.
Xia Youming was shocked.
I originally thought that if these bricks were smashed down, I would be injured, and my wages would even be deducted because of the broken bricks.
Unexpectedly, someone actually helped him to hold him up.
He was very grateful.
He turned his head: "Thank you..."
He didn't say any more.
He saw Xia Qingyuan.
Next to Xia Qingyuan was Shen Yizhou.
Xia Qingyuan's eyes were very red, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Xia Youming felt that his mind was blank.
His lips also trembled slightly.
Xia Qingyuan choked and said: "Dad!"
Shen Yizhou also hurriedly removed the bricks from Xia Youming's back.
It took Xia Youming a long time to find his voice: "Why are you here?"
He straightened his sore waist. There was a pain in his waist, but he did not dare to show it.
His expression was not hidden from Xia Qingyuan's eyes.
She helped Xia Youming to the side: "Dad, is your waist uncomfortable?"
The last time she chatted with Xia Jingyue, he hesitated to speak, and she began to doubt him.
But she didn't expect that Xia Youming would come out to build a house for others!
Seeing You Ming working so hard, she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Xia Youming waved his hands quickly: "Dad is fine, don't worry."
He picked up the towel at his waist, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled: "It's not time to thresh grain yet, so I'm idle. I won't go out and find some work."
Seeing that he still wanted to hide it for Xia Jingchen, Xia Qingyuan was furious.
She exposed him directly: "Brother told me.
It was obviously the second aunt's family's business, so it was enough for the second brother to give the money.
But, where is the reason for you, the father-in-law, to make up for their empty space?"
Xia Youming did not expect that his eldest son would actually tell Xia Qingyuan about this.
That day Xia Jingyue said that Xia Qingyuan called him back and he was still very happy.
What caught him off guard was that Xia Qingyuan came back so quickly.
Moreover, I also met him at work.
Of course Xia Youming doesn't want any discord between his children.
He said: "It has nothing to do with your second brother and sister-in-law. I came out on my own."
Seeing Xia Youming acting like this, Xia Qingyuan didn't say anything else on this topic.
Even if she was holding back a fire in her heart, it was for Xia Jingchen and his wife, so naturally she couldn't vent it on Xia Youming.
Moreover, as children, sometimes we can only pretend not to know in order to maintain the dignity of our parents.
She said: "Yizhou found a job as a driver for his second brother in their company, and the salary and benefits were better than before.
So, you don’t have to fight like this now.”
She tried her best to smile: "Besides, now I can make some money by doing business every day."
Speaking of this, Xia Youming's eyebrows also showed relief.
He said: "Your second brother came back with a phone call and talked about this.
If you are doing well now, then I will be doing well."
He looked at Shen Yizhou beside him and said, "I would also like to thank Yi Zhou for his help in this matter."
Shen Yizhou was gentle and humble: "Dad, these are what I should do."
He said: "It's already noon. When will you finish here and let's have a meal together?"
Xia Youming smiled and waved his hand: "No need to bother, I brought my own food."
He said: "And we don't have a long lunch break here, so I won't go with you."
Xia Qingyuan knew that Xia Youming was a person who insisted on his own ideas, so she no longer forced him to go to dinner together.
But she still remembered what she had just asked about his work, and said: "Then we won't delay your rest.
Can you finish your work and not do it today?
I have earned back all the money you gave me before, and I will give this money to my second brother to make up for it.
Look at your waist, it's like this."
As he spoke, his eyes became red again.
Seeing Xia Qingyuan like this, Xia Youming panicked.
He looked at Shen Yizhou for help: "Yizhou, please help me."
Shen Yilin also advised: "Qingyuan, Dad has a sense of propriety."
Xia Youming also nodded and said: "Yes.
The house is almost finished, it will only take half a month at most.
You can take the money that dad and your elder brother give you with peace of mind, and don't say anything about not paying it back."
When Xia Qingyuan heard that there was still half a month left, she couldn't help it.
Xia Youming is already in his fifties, how can he still work for another half month?
By then, I'm afraid I'll be in pain all over.
She wanted to say more, but Shen Yizhou stopped her with his eyes.
Xia Qingyuan could only bite her lip and nodded.
Xia Youming felt relieved when he saw that Xia Qingyuan didn't say anything more.
He said: "It's getting late. You two can go home to eat or go to a restaurant to eat. Don't get hungry."
Xia Qingyuan thought of a compromise: "Dad, I bought it for you and delivered it to you."
Xia Youming said: "No, no, no."
He pointed to the large and small bags piled up beside him and said, "Your mother brought me rice and meat!"
He pretended to be impatient and urged: "Go quickly, go quickly, I have to rest after eating.
Your mother-in-law will have to wait impatiently at home."
At Xia Youming's urging, Xia Qingyuan reluctantly left with Shen Yizhou.
However, they walked a certain distance and then turned back.
Xia Qingyuan stood on the opposite street corner, secretly looking at Xia Youming.
When it was time to finish work, everyone stopped what they were doing and went to eat.
Most of them brought their own food.
Xia Youming walked to the pile of things he just pointed to and rummaged through his package.
He took out a small blue cloth bag and sat down on the ground on one side.
He opened the package, and inside there was only a steamed bun as big as an adult woman's fist.
He picked up the steamed bun and took a big bite.
The buns were dry and hard, and his expression was a bit labored.
With every bite, his lips were stained with dried crumbs of steamed buns.
He stuck out his tongue and rolled every scrap of the bun into his mouth.
He was so exhausted that he picked up the cold water in the pot and drank it in large gulps.
He drank too much and choked, but didn't care.
Xia Qingyuan stood there, her shoulders twitching slightly.