Most people in this world will live a life of snatching the ground with their heads and bleeding for five steps, but there are always tactics like Su Qin. They choose to silence the corpse and Ertong took a long time to understand what happened: his sister is gone
The person who has been with him since he had memory will never return to him, but he can't do anything. Zhang Chunyang also died. The person he loved the most and the person he hated the most disappeared. All that was left to him was illusion.
That's why Suqin left behind the last sentence like that. She is sister. If it weren't for this sentence, Ertong himself wouldn't know what he would become. But since he had this sentence, Ertong's spirit had a pillar.
He was still working as a technician in that factory. It was a slim opportunity that Su Qin used everything she had for him. He would never give up. But Ertong never understood why he was so focused, hardworking, diligent, met noble people, and even spent all his life's luck. He carefully built all this into a ladder to the heaven of his dreams. Some people could just destroy it with just one word to keep this ladder, and even needed the dignity and life of the person he loved the most to give his dignity and life.
There will no longer be big breasts to relieve Ertong's pain and eliminate his fatigue. Ertong learned to use wine to move back to the factory dormitory instead. After get off work every day, he would always hold a bottle of wine, drink while looking at his cell phone.
There is a photo of Su Qin on the phone, and she smiles very brightly. Every time she sees this familiar smile, Ertong always smiles, as if she is back next to her every night, they will go through the screen of the phone like this. You look at me, I look at you, smile foolishly, laughing heartbrokenly, and burst into tears.
At first, there were roommates who were surprised, but gradually, no one asked about it anymore.
Autumn goes and winter comes, and Ertong doesn't go home for the New Year, he works hard. He is promoted from technician to senior technician in just half a year, because he is not for himself.
Ertong now manages twenty machine tools, because before the Chinese New Year every year, a group of workers will quit their jobs and make it easy to supplement them, but technicians are different. The extreme fatigue makes Ertong feel relaxed. He needs this to forget it briefly.
One night just after the Chinese New Year, Ertong staggered with a bottle of Erguotou and half a pound of bulk peanuts as usual, and returned to the empty dormitory exhausted. The little brother had quit his job, while the other two had not returned to the factory, only Lao Li was like usual. After Ertong sat down, he raised the bottle of wine to him silently.
The two of them didn't say a word, and just quietly drank to drink without realizing it. He was about to stand up and go to wash and rest, but the ringtone of the cell phone broke through the silence and suddenly rang.
Supervisor Liu, it was me. Ertong answered the phone and felt a little strange in a daze.
That's right. Manager Liu's voice was tired and helpless: Lao Zhou, who was in class, has not come back for the New Year yet. Xiao Jin quit his job again. Something happened to you and Xiao Chen, who was in class, today. I can't come tonight. Can you help him take the class? Because the deputy squad leader of your class has also returned to his hometown to get married. There is really no way.
Ertong felt a little heavy, but he could only accept that although this new supervisor Liu was not a fellow villager, he was not good to him. Not only did he resist the opposition and let him be promoted early, he also made it clear that he would try to promote him as deputy squad leader whenever he had the opportunity.
So Ertong had nothing to say. This was the first time that Manager Liu asked him to take the shift and immediately took a shower, and then quickly returned to the workshop
What's wrong with Brother Chen? As soon as we met, Ertong asked with concern
Manager Liu shook his head: He said he had fallen on an electric bike and had more than a dozen stitches on his hand. There was no way to come tonight. He would definitely come to the night shift tomorrow night and couldn't get out of the person. He could only work hard for you to make three shifts.
It's okay, it's not hard. Although I said that, Manager Liu knows how to work hard, and Ertong knows how to work hard.
It's so tiring that one class alone is not enough. Now three consecutive classes mean that you don't have to rest for thirty-six hours. Just thinking about it makes you feel chilled
No matter how hard or tired it is, it doesn't matter. Ertong misses sister, I will definitely do it.
He followed Manager Liu to the production line. Squad Leader Li, who was in a hurry to meet the night shift, immediately greeted him as if he had seen a savior and finished his explanation. He took Ertong to his seat and said with a smile: Hey, thank you so much, you can sit first, we will try our best to handle it. If you really can't get busy, have you asked you to drink?
Do you want to lie down and take a nap? It's nothing now, it's here
I'll go. Ertong smiled and said, since he was here, he had to do it.
OK, please rest when you have time. Squad leader Li smiled, picked up a stack of information and left hurriedly. Ertong took a deep breath and turned to the worker who was waiting for him.
The long night finally passed, just like the night shifts that Ertong had taken, just like the countless night shifts that countless migrant workers in countless factories. When the warm winter sun shone into the workshop, Ertong raised his head from a machine tool and shook his head hard. No matter what, the tool of this machine tool has finally been replaced.
He said to the worker with apologies: Sorry, my eyes are a little blurry, I'm delaying you too much time, and it's almost time off.
The other party waved his hand honestly: It's okay, it's okay, thank you for your hard work, I've completed the output, it's okay to have a little more or less
Even though he said so, Ertong still felt ashamed that most of the migrant workers who did not return to their hometown during the Chinese New Year were to take this opportunity to earn more money.
Half an hour before getting off work, Ertong's squad leader and the deputy squad leader went to the workshop, as usual
The deputy squad leader handed him the buns and soy milk and a pack of cigarettes that Ertonggang called him to help him. The squad leader looked at him and asked with some concern: Is it okay? If you really can't hold on, go back and sleep for two hours before coming back?
Ertong forced himself to get angry: No, I just slept for an hour at 5 o'clock, and it's okay now
I can't hold on and have to say it. Although the squad leader was concerned, he was very helpless. So what if he said it? If he went to rest, there would be twenty machine tools without technician maintenance.
At least, he is a technician now and does not need to operate the machine tool. He will always shut down during maintenance, so he is not worried about encountering accidents like Lao Huang.
After surviving today's class, I will be relieved. Tomorrow is Lantern Festival again. On a day off, I can have a good rest. I quickly finished my breakfast. I walked into the bathroom and smoked a cigarette. I stood in front of the faucet and struggled for a while. I still reached out to pick up the cold water, wiped my face hard and touched the ulcer on his hands. It hurts heartily, but this actually eliminated a lot of sleepiness.
So Ertong simply put his hands under the faucet and drizzle them to the fullest
Although this is a warm southern country, it is still cold every year. Ertong's hands touch the cold steel every day and soak in a thick oil and water mixture. Finally, it is inevitable to have frostbite. Now it is spring. Frostbite is painful and itchy every day, and ten fingers are red and swollen, just like carrots being poured in cold water this morning. It's so sour that Ertong's whole body is trembling.
After a while, Ertong walked out of the bathroom and tried hard to hold back the urge to scratch the frostbite. When he returned to the production line, the two classes had been handed over. Of course, Ertong had no need to participate. The squad leader had left, and the busy day began again.
Now I have nothing to do, please help you watch you lie down for a while. As soon as the deputy squad leader saw Ertong, he pulled him to the small desk in their class. Ertong looked at the deputy squad leader in surprise and gratitude. He was smiling and pointing at a bed made of plastic tray and paper next to the desk, explaining: Yang Heng and I were on duty in the past. When we were in shifts, we couldn't stand it anymore and we often slept like this for a while while we were just at work. Let's go to bed quickly. Wait and wait. Why would we be busy?
Ertong really wanted to lie down for a while, even with the plastic tray and paper scrub, he thanked him, wrapped the thick work clothes tightly and curled up on the paper scrub, but this time he did not immediately enter that confused state.
The cold wind in the morning was shuttled around the workshop, and I didn't feel it when I was working, but it was different now that I lie down now. Ertong is extremely tired and it is easier to feel the coldness. He trembles with his teeth clattering. He began to miss the body that most of the touches gradually blurred with time. Only the moving warmth is still clear. He half-closed his eyes, watching a piece of sunshine hit the mottled anti-rust paint of the machine tool in front of him, swaying out the familiar smile that wrapped around his roar like a tide, and vaguely heard the gentle call again:
Tongtong, hurry up
Tongtong, are you cold?
Tongtong, if you do this again, I'm angry
Tongtong...
Sister, don’t leave, sister, wait for me, sister, I’m not cold, I will never dare to do it again, sister?
elder sister
If it doesn't work, come and help. There is a problem with the air valve of this machine... The deputy squad leader woke Ertong and hurriedly ran away. Ertong shook his head, quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, and then struggled to stand up. He rested in half a dream and half awake for half an hour, but felt even more tired and relaxed. He was always not so easy to get nervous again. He walked to a machine tool, stared straight at it for half a minute, and the ghost of his eyes disappeared completely. Then he stretched out his hand and slowly began to replace the scrapped knives.
If you sleep, I will bring you a roast duck rice back. Ertong doesn't know how he waited until lunch, but he didn't go to eat it. Instead, he slept in the workshop for an hour. But this intermittent and unrelaxable rest. Although it can make the body take a breath, it is extremely devastating to the spirit. When the lights outside the window were on, Ertong had hallucinations many times.
There are two hours left. Ertong is like a soulless body. She runs back and forth in the machine room. I can withstand my sister. I will definitely fulfill your expectations. Supervisor Liu is also very nice to me and cannot let him down.
Sister, the squad leader of Class 3 has tuberculosis. It is said that Mingliang is going to be transferred to be the squad leader. This time I might be able to be the deputy squad leader.
Every time I can't take a step, Ertong would say this in his heart. Every time I say this, a force always surges out of his body. There is still an hour and fifty minutes. It's almost almost there. He was holding a bottle of cleaning liquid. As soon as he stopped in front of a machine tool, another worker shouted: Technician! My mold is stuck.
Ertong had to say to the workers around him: He is quicker, I will come back to help you clean this cleaning solution, don't touch it
I know, it's not the first day
But Ertong was still worried that he looked around, finally lifted the cleaning liquid, placed it on the top of the machine tool, and then ran to the next machine tool
Technician! My tool has not been reset! As soon as Ertong finished processing the mold, another worker called out
Technician, my machine called the police
Technician, I can't close the air valve
Technician? The tracheal of my pneumatic screwdriver seems to be blocked
Ertong panted and solved the series of problems. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with stars. He held a machine tool and retching a few times. Then he remembered that there was still a set of molds that had not been cleaned. It was probably the last problem. He took a few breaths and dragged his legs toward the machine tool.
Where is the cleaning liquid? Ertong's mind has become confused and dull, and his eyes are blurred. He is stunned when he thinks that he put the cleaning liquid on the top of the machine tool, so he stands on tiptoe and raises his stiff and heavy arm as hard as pounding to go to strangely why isn't there... It's obviously here... Where... Ertong raised his face and looked at the top of the machine tool. At the same time, his fingertips finally touched the glass bottle on the edge of the machine tool.
But at this time Ertong was mentally distracted and his physical strength had reached its limit. He failed to complete this simple move and failed to accurately grasp the smooth target.
The glass bottle suddenly fell over, and the sticky yellow liquid poured on Ertong's condition at that time, of course, could not react in time, let alone avoid him and screamed in a shrill manner. He felt the sharp blade stirring his eyes, and felt the flames flowing through his cheeks, and he shook his face desperately. His vision quickly darkened. The last scene that came into his eyes was the blurred lights of the city far away outside the window, which were flying away quickly, quietly disappeared, and finally completely disillusioned.
The person who has been with him since he had memory will never return to him, but he can't do anything. Zhang Chunyang also died. The person he loved the most and the person he hated the most disappeared. All that was left to him was illusion.
That's why Suqin left behind the last sentence like that. She is sister. If it weren't for this sentence, Ertong himself wouldn't know what he would become. But since he had this sentence, Ertong's spirit had a pillar.
He was still working as a technician in that factory. It was a slim opportunity that Su Qin used everything she had for him. He would never give up. But Ertong never understood why he was so focused, hardworking, diligent, met noble people, and even spent all his life's luck. He carefully built all this into a ladder to the heaven of his dreams. Some people could just destroy it with just one word to keep this ladder, and even needed the dignity and life of the person he loved the most to give his dignity and life.
There will no longer be big breasts to relieve Ertong's pain and eliminate his fatigue. Ertong learned to use wine to move back to the factory dormitory instead. After get off work every day, he would always hold a bottle of wine, drink while looking at his cell phone.
There is a photo of Su Qin on the phone, and she smiles very brightly. Every time she sees this familiar smile, Ertong always smiles, as if she is back next to her every night, they will go through the screen of the phone like this. You look at me, I look at you, smile foolishly, laughing heartbrokenly, and burst into tears.
At first, there were roommates who were surprised, but gradually, no one asked about it anymore.
Autumn goes and winter comes, and Ertong doesn't go home for the New Year, he works hard. He is promoted from technician to senior technician in just half a year, because he is not for himself.
Ertong now manages twenty machine tools, because before the Chinese New Year every year, a group of workers will quit their jobs and make it easy to supplement them, but technicians are different. The extreme fatigue makes Ertong feel relaxed. He needs this to forget it briefly.
One night just after the Chinese New Year, Ertong staggered with a bottle of Erguotou and half a pound of bulk peanuts as usual, and returned to the empty dormitory exhausted. The little brother had quit his job, while the other two had not returned to the factory, only Lao Li was like usual. After Ertong sat down, he raised the bottle of wine to him silently.
The two of them didn't say a word, and just quietly drank to drink without realizing it. He was about to stand up and go to wash and rest, but the ringtone of the cell phone broke through the silence and suddenly rang.
Supervisor Liu, it was me. Ertong answered the phone and felt a little strange in a daze.
That's right. Manager Liu's voice was tired and helpless: Lao Zhou, who was in class, has not come back for the New Year yet. Xiao Jin quit his job again. Something happened to you and Xiao Chen, who was in class, today. I can't come tonight. Can you help him take the class? Because the deputy squad leader of your class has also returned to his hometown to get married. There is really no way.
Ertong felt a little heavy, but he could only accept that although this new supervisor Liu was not a fellow villager, he was not good to him. Not only did he resist the opposition and let him be promoted early, he also made it clear that he would try to promote him as deputy squad leader whenever he had the opportunity.
So Ertong had nothing to say. This was the first time that Manager Liu asked him to take the shift and immediately took a shower, and then quickly returned to the workshop
What's wrong with Brother Chen? As soon as we met, Ertong asked with concern
Manager Liu shook his head: He said he had fallen on an electric bike and had more than a dozen stitches on his hand. There was no way to come tonight. He would definitely come to the night shift tomorrow night and couldn't get out of the person. He could only work hard for you to make three shifts.
It's okay, it's not hard. Although I said that, Manager Liu knows how to work hard, and Ertong knows how to work hard.
It's so tiring that one class alone is not enough. Now three consecutive classes mean that you don't have to rest for thirty-six hours. Just thinking about it makes you feel chilled
No matter how hard or tired it is, it doesn't matter. Ertong misses sister, I will definitely do it.
He followed Manager Liu to the production line. Squad Leader Li, who was in a hurry to meet the night shift, immediately greeted him as if he had seen a savior and finished his explanation. He took Ertong to his seat and said with a smile: Hey, thank you so much, you can sit first, we will try our best to handle it. If you really can't get busy, have you asked you to drink?
Do you want to lie down and take a nap? It's nothing now, it's here
I'll go. Ertong smiled and said, since he was here, he had to do it.
OK, please rest when you have time. Squad leader Li smiled, picked up a stack of information and left hurriedly. Ertong took a deep breath and turned to the worker who was waiting for him.
The long night finally passed, just like the night shifts that Ertong had taken, just like the countless night shifts that countless migrant workers in countless factories. When the warm winter sun shone into the workshop, Ertong raised his head from a machine tool and shook his head hard. No matter what, the tool of this machine tool has finally been replaced.
He said to the worker with apologies: Sorry, my eyes are a little blurry, I'm delaying you too much time, and it's almost time off.
The other party waved his hand honestly: It's okay, it's okay, thank you for your hard work, I've completed the output, it's okay to have a little more or less
Even though he said so, Ertong still felt ashamed that most of the migrant workers who did not return to their hometown during the Chinese New Year were to take this opportunity to earn more money.
Half an hour before getting off work, Ertong's squad leader and the deputy squad leader went to the workshop, as usual
The deputy squad leader handed him the buns and soy milk and a pack of cigarettes that Ertonggang called him to help him. The squad leader looked at him and asked with some concern: Is it okay? If you really can't hold on, go back and sleep for two hours before coming back?
Ertong forced himself to get angry: No, I just slept for an hour at 5 o'clock, and it's okay now
I can't hold on and have to say it. Although the squad leader was concerned, he was very helpless. So what if he said it? If he went to rest, there would be twenty machine tools without technician maintenance.
At least, he is a technician now and does not need to operate the machine tool. He will always shut down during maintenance, so he is not worried about encountering accidents like Lao Huang.
After surviving today's class, I will be relieved. Tomorrow is Lantern Festival again. On a day off, I can have a good rest. I quickly finished my breakfast. I walked into the bathroom and smoked a cigarette. I stood in front of the faucet and struggled for a while. I still reached out to pick up the cold water, wiped my face hard and touched the ulcer on his hands. It hurts heartily, but this actually eliminated a lot of sleepiness.
So Ertong simply put his hands under the faucet and drizzle them to the fullest
Although this is a warm southern country, it is still cold every year. Ertong's hands touch the cold steel every day and soak in a thick oil and water mixture. Finally, it is inevitable to have frostbite. Now it is spring. Frostbite is painful and itchy every day, and ten fingers are red and swollen, just like carrots being poured in cold water this morning. It's so sour that Ertong's whole body is trembling.
After a while, Ertong walked out of the bathroom and tried hard to hold back the urge to scratch the frostbite. When he returned to the production line, the two classes had been handed over. Of course, Ertong had no need to participate. The squad leader had left, and the busy day began again.
Now I have nothing to do, please help you watch you lie down for a while. As soon as the deputy squad leader saw Ertong, he pulled him to the small desk in their class. Ertong looked at the deputy squad leader in surprise and gratitude. He was smiling and pointing at a bed made of plastic tray and paper next to the desk, explaining: Yang Heng and I were on duty in the past. When we were in shifts, we couldn't stand it anymore and we often slept like this for a while while we were just at work. Let's go to bed quickly. Wait and wait. Why would we be busy?
Ertong really wanted to lie down for a while, even with the plastic tray and paper scrub, he thanked him, wrapped the thick work clothes tightly and curled up on the paper scrub, but this time he did not immediately enter that confused state.
The cold wind in the morning was shuttled around the workshop, and I didn't feel it when I was working, but it was different now that I lie down now. Ertong is extremely tired and it is easier to feel the coldness. He trembles with his teeth clattering. He began to miss the body that most of the touches gradually blurred with time. Only the moving warmth is still clear. He half-closed his eyes, watching a piece of sunshine hit the mottled anti-rust paint of the machine tool in front of him, swaying out the familiar smile that wrapped around his roar like a tide, and vaguely heard the gentle call again:
Tongtong, hurry up
Tongtong, are you cold?
Tongtong, if you do this again, I'm angry
Tongtong...
Sister, don’t leave, sister, wait for me, sister, I’m not cold, I will never dare to do it again, sister?
elder sister
If it doesn't work, come and help. There is a problem with the air valve of this machine... The deputy squad leader woke Ertong and hurriedly ran away. Ertong shook his head, quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, and then struggled to stand up. He rested in half a dream and half awake for half an hour, but felt even more tired and relaxed. He was always not so easy to get nervous again. He walked to a machine tool, stared straight at it for half a minute, and the ghost of his eyes disappeared completely. Then he stretched out his hand and slowly began to replace the scrapped knives.
If you sleep, I will bring you a roast duck rice back. Ertong doesn't know how he waited until lunch, but he didn't go to eat it. Instead, he slept in the workshop for an hour. But this intermittent and unrelaxable rest. Although it can make the body take a breath, it is extremely devastating to the spirit. When the lights outside the window were on, Ertong had hallucinations many times.
There are two hours left. Ertong is like a soulless body. She runs back and forth in the machine room. I can withstand my sister. I will definitely fulfill your expectations. Supervisor Liu is also very nice to me and cannot let him down.
Sister, the squad leader of Class 3 has tuberculosis. It is said that Mingliang is going to be transferred to be the squad leader. This time I might be able to be the deputy squad leader.
Every time I can't take a step, Ertong would say this in his heart. Every time I say this, a force always surges out of his body. There is still an hour and fifty minutes. It's almost almost there. He was holding a bottle of cleaning liquid. As soon as he stopped in front of a machine tool, another worker shouted: Technician! My mold is stuck.
Ertong had to say to the workers around him: He is quicker, I will come back to help you clean this cleaning solution, don't touch it
I know, it's not the first day
But Ertong was still worried that he looked around, finally lifted the cleaning liquid, placed it on the top of the machine tool, and then ran to the next machine tool
Technician! My tool has not been reset! As soon as Ertong finished processing the mold, another worker called out
Technician, my machine called the police
Technician, I can't close the air valve
Technician? The tracheal of my pneumatic screwdriver seems to be blocked
Ertong panted and solved the series of problems. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with stars. He held a machine tool and retching a few times. Then he remembered that there was still a set of molds that had not been cleaned. It was probably the last problem. He took a few breaths and dragged his legs toward the machine tool.
Where is the cleaning liquid? Ertong's mind has become confused and dull, and his eyes are blurred. He is stunned when he thinks that he put the cleaning liquid on the top of the machine tool, so he stands on tiptoe and raises his stiff and heavy arm as hard as pounding to go to strangely why isn't there... It's obviously here... Where... Ertong raised his face and looked at the top of the machine tool. At the same time, his fingertips finally touched the glass bottle on the edge of the machine tool.
But at this time Ertong was mentally distracted and his physical strength had reached its limit. He failed to complete this simple move and failed to accurately grasp the smooth target.
The glass bottle suddenly fell over, and the sticky yellow liquid poured on Ertong's condition at that time, of course, could not react in time, let alone avoid him and screamed in a shrill manner. He felt the sharp blade stirring his eyes, and felt the flames flowing through his cheeks, and he shook his face desperately. His vision quickly darkened. The last scene that came into his eyes was the blurred lights of the city far away outside the window, which were flying away quickly, quietly disappeared, and finally completely disillusioned.
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