Chapter 6

At the beginning, Fu really thought about everything.

If I had not been taken back to the Fu family by Fu Ting, I would have lived like this now. As for the broken leg, I would have enjoyed 20 years of rich life.

In winter, the sun is warm and warm, and countless dust is floating in the sunshine. Jiang Hengshu is wearing a blue work suit and a yellow safety helmet. He is carrying sandbags to and fro through the construction site full of smoke and dust. His actions are neat and neat. The foreman looks at him in the distance and nods.

Wang Tong came to the construction site to see this scene, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, can't believe what he saw.

"My God," Wang Tong, with a tone of exaggeration to the extreme, walked to Jiang Hengshu's back, slapped Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder and asked him, "boss, you really come here to move bricks!"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Hengshu asked in a light tone

Wang Tong was just about to make a mockery of Jiang Hengshu. The foreman stepped forward to Jiang Hengshu and called him kindly: "Xiaojiang."

Jiang Hengshu put down his sandbag, patted the dust on his palm and asked the foreman, "Mr. Bao, what can I do for you?"

Bao took a look at Wang Tong behind Jiang Hengshu, "your friend."

Jiang Hengshu nodded.

Mr. Bao gave a sigh. His eyes rested on Wang Tong's watch for a while. Then he took back his sight as if nothing had happened. He said with a smile to Jiang Hengshu: "there are still several people missing in the new world mall. You can work there tomorrow. I'll give you 30 more per day."

Jiang Hengshu said: "good, Mr. Bao."

Mr. Bao nodded, raised his hand and patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder, encouraged him to say, "do a good job," and then turned to find another worker.

After Mr. Bao left, Jiang Hengshu picked up the sandbags on the ground and walked toward the concrete pile in the West.

Wang Tong followed Jiang Hengshu behind him. He kept on talking. He asked Jiang Hengshu, "what do you think, boss? What do you do now is no more profitable than moving bricks. "

Jiang Hengshu only felt that a fly was buzzing in his ear. He frowned slightly and held back his silence.

Wang Tong can't stand the quarrel. Jiang Hengshu calmly says, "I want to devote my limited life to a more noble cause". He is not joking at all.

"Moving bricks?" Wang Tong asked.

Jiang Hengshu nodded.

Wang Tong took a breath: "come on, boss, are you drinking fake wine and doing something bad? You have to come here to move bricks. Do you think this is what a top mercenary should do?"

Jiang Hengshu glanced at Wang Tong and asked him, "what should I do?"

"Save the world!" Wang Tongli, of course, replied.

Jiang Hengshu did not speak.

Wang Tong poked Jiang Hengshu's arm by the side and asked him in a low voice, "are you not looking for your little mermaid?"

Jiang Hengshu put down the sandbag against the wall, took off the gloves on his hand, clapped his hands, and said, "no more."

The little mermaid may have her own life, and maybe she doesn't want to have too much involvement with him. That night was just an accident.

Although he often met a figure with himself in his dream during this period, and every time he woke up, his crotch was always wet, but he didn't want to disturb that person's life.

It's just a one night party. It's a very common thing in modern society. Don't pay too much attention to it.

Wang Tong sighed. He thought he could see the big iron tree blooming. It seemed that he had to continue to be single.

"You go, don't disturb me to move bricks."

Wang Tong:

He gave a cursory voice: "boss, you have fake wine in your head!"

Jiang Hengshu ignored him and walked quickly, carrying a bag of sandbags and striding toward the direction of the concrete pile.

Wang Tong had thought that Jiang Hengshu had taken on some special task. After staying here for a long time, he found that Jiang Hengshu had been fighting sandbags honestly all the time, and had no other meaning at all.

Wang Tong slapped on his face, a little painful, this is not a dream, boss, he will not be dropped head!

It's scary. It's scary. He needs to find a place to wake up.

The night in winter is longer than that in summer. When Fu Zhen handed out all the leaflets in his hand, it was completely dark. Fu Zhen took the wages of these days from the boss, said thank you, put the more than 300 yuan into his bag, and then took the bus home.

In the small living room of the rental room, several tenants are getting together to play cards. When they hear the sound of opening the door, they turn their heads and find that it is Fu Zhen who comes back. Disappointed, they take back their sight and continue to grasp cards.

Fu Zhen's relationship with several other tenants is very general. In the past few months, when Fu Zhen was busy with his work, he spent less than five hours a day in the rental room, and most of the time he slept in his own room. He might not see these tenants once a month.In the eyes of other tenants, Fu Zhen is a strange person. He has no relatives or friends. He always works alone. He works several jobs a day, but he still huddles with them in this small shabby place. I really don't know where all the money he earns goes.

Fu Zhen went to the bathroom to wash his hands and returned to his room. He took his mobile phone out of his pocket, looked at the broken screen and hesitated for a long time.

Hua station is a well-known video barrage website in China. Four years ago, Fu Zhen, 18 years old, enthusiastically registered an account for himself in Hua station. With the help of his father and elder brother, he set up a private studio and produced his first and only animation, Shazhou chronicle.

In the two years since the "Shazhou Chronicle" was updated, the number of fans on his website has increased from a single digit to more than 20 million. Many critics say this is the rise of Chinese animation.

At that time, no one thought that Shazhou chronicle would suddenly break the watch, and this break was more than two years.

Since Fu Zhen was expelled from Fu's family, he has never logged in to this account. Now, looking at the pink page and the messages from fans, he has the illusion that he has passed away.

When his salary is paid this month, he can continue to update the chronicle of Shazhou after he has bought a computer and a hand-painted board. Although it can't compare with the speed and quality of cooperation with the studio before, it can also be regarded as an explanation to fans who love this story.

Fu Zhen put down his mobile phone and lay back on the bed. He closed his eyes and soon fell into a dream.

In the dream, it is the blue sky of Pinghai City, and the man standing in front of the bus stop sign. This time, he smiles at himself and brightens the whole winter.

The next morning, Fu Zhen put on his work clothes as usual, and then went to the construction site. He never thought that he would meet the man who had dew love with him again.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was not wrong. It was really him.

Fu Zhenyi didn't know what kind of expression he should make and whether he should come forward to say hello to him. He didn't know whether Jiang Hengshu still remembered that night, not to mention whether he had his own girlfriend or family.

Fu Zhen finally began to regret what happened that night. He was really dizzy at that time. If he was more firm, the accident might not have happened.

Jiang Hengshu listens to the foreman's explanation of his new work and nods to show that he understands. The foreman likes a young man like Jiang Hengshu. His shoulder, back and thigh are very strong, which is totally different from Fu Zhen's little lame man.

If it had not been for the little lame man who was paid less and worked hard, he would have dismissed him.

Oh, he is a soft hearted man. The foreman patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder to show his ardent expectation for him.

Jiang Hengshu's face had no expression from the beginning to the end. He put on his helmet, carried a bag of sand and left. The foreman looked at Jiang Hengshu's back and nodded with satisfaction. Then his eyes fell on the dazed Fu Zhen. He yelled at Fu Zhen: "Fu Zhen, what are you looking at? Get to work

Fu Zhen quickly took back his sight and pushed the wheelbarrow to a limp trot.

The foreman snorted, picked up the file bag on one side and rushed to another construction site.

Fu Zhen pushed the small wheelbarrow with great concern on the construction site. Looking at the distance between himself and Jiang Hengshu, his mood rose and fell.

Jiang Hengshu passed by him several times, but every time he looked at him, as if he didn't see him. Maybe he didn't remember Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen was a little disappointed, but he soon got up again. Compared with the past, he didn't even know what the name of the man was, what he was doing and where he lived. Now it's very good.

For a whole morning, Fu Zhen did not find a chance to talk to Jiang Hengshu for the first half of a sentence.

at noon, the foreman came to the workers with a bag of lunch. Jiang Hengshu took a box and sat down under the old wall. All the other workers had their own small groups, sitting around and chatting about their family members. Fu Zhen hesitated for a moment and turned to the front desk Jiang Hengshu walked past.

He really likes this man, just like when he was a child, he would try his best to ask Fu Jianchen to take them home.

However, after growing up, Fu Zhen began to understand that the earth is not around you alone. In life, there will always be something you can't get, and now his father will never help him.

If Jiang Hengshu had a lover, or if he was a straight man, then Fu Zhen would have to leave.