Diary of the poorest guy in China

Chapter 12 I Can Make Money

Chapter 12 I Can Make Money

Sunny Tuesday, December 2006, 3

Since I did the bridge installation, I seldom go back to my brother's place.I told my brother that I was working outside, but I didn't tell my brother what to do.

Sometimes there is no material on the construction site. When I am free, I will ask Lao Chen to set up a long-term battle.Old Chen said that I really look like a migrant worker now.

Sometimes, when Lao Chen is too busy, he will let me buy some materials for him, such as nails, cement, shovel, etc., which are very miscellaneous.

Most of the time, I will truthfully tell Lao Chen how much I spent, and sometimes I will report false accounts to make some easy money.

After helping a lot, I found that Lao Chen was not completely clear about the price of materials, and only knew a rough price.No wonder, there are so many miscellaneous materials on the construction site, and Lao Chen is not a computer.

But he often boasted that he was very familiar with the price of materials.

Now that Lao Chen and I are very familiar, I would smile and ask Lao Chen for cigarettes.Lao Chen always threw the whole pack of cigarettes to me and asked me to pick them up.I take one and throw it back.

Days go by so fast.

One month passed like this, and I settled more than 600 yuan in wages.

For me, it's a fresh start.I can earn money and support myself!
This is the first salary I earned after leaving the listed company. Although I also earned more than 2000 yuan in muck transportation, the money feels more secure now.

I maintain good teamwork with Lao Liu and Xiao Zhang, so when I asked them to borrow money, they agreed without hesitation.

After scraping together 4000 yuan, I want to go back to "home".

I'm going to give the 4000 yuan to my mother-in-law.I don't know how the premium was dealt with in the end, and I don't know if her friends who sell insurance have talked about her behind her back.

I have to see Zhou Yuan, maybe she has decided to divorce me.

What's more, I haven't seen my son for a long time, does he miss me?
I took a shower at the construction site and borrowed a clean dress from Lao Liu (he is about the same size as me).In a dilapidated canteen temporarily built next to the construction site, I bought a box of 4 yuan yogurt for my son and carried it in a plastic bag.

I took a look in the mirror by the way, and there was no change from before, except that my skin was a little rougher.

It was night when I went home, and I guessed that my mother-in-law and the others would go back after dinner.

I pushed open the door, and was greeted by surprised eyes.The son ran over, called Dad affectionately, and then happily drank yogurt.

Zhou Yuan looked at me silently and had nothing to say.

The mother-in-law took the money I handed over and said that it was too much and she wanted to give it to me.I didn't answer.

We sat awkwardly on the sofa for a while, and my father-in-law got up and went to the study.Since retiring, he has fallen in love with computers, and fiddles with some things on the computer when he has nothing to do.

The mother-in-law wanted to take her son downstairs to play, but the son refused, so she had to go downstairs alone.

Zhou Yuan and I just sat like this, neither of us spoke.The son dangled between us, laughing and making noises, and the family seemed to be in harmony.

Zhou Yuan remained silent the whole time, and I couldn't speak.

What am I talking about?Should I tell her that I work as a migrant worker on a construction site?
According to the convention, the husband of an urban girl should not be a construction migrant worker, at least he must be a white-collar worker.

But I am indeed a migrant worker.

Finally, I opened my mouth and said to Zhou Yuan, I hope she can give me a little time, and my situation will get better.

Still silent.

After a long time, I stood up, kissed my son in my arms, and opened the door.

(End of this chapter)