Chapter 31 chapter Ten

He dared not stand up.He was a little panicked and a little guilty. He was halfway through the shift and was always in a trance.He squatted there with an iron beam on his shoulders, an iron beam that wasn't too heavy, but he didn't dare to stand up.The miner's lamp above his head was emitting a dim yellow light, the power supply was obviously insufficient, and no one could be seen three steps away, and there were no lights in the alley. The water was dripping on his head, "Bada, Bada", falling on his rubber shell cap, and then splashing around, splashing on his face and neck, it was very uncomfortable.However, he dared not get up.His feet were weak, his waist felt weak, and his head was sweating profusely. He was afraid that if he stood up all of a sudden, he would not be able to shoulder this not too heavy iron beam!

Indeed, it was not too heavy. The standard weight of this iron beam was 41 kilograms. Earlier, he could carry two beams at a time, but now, he dared not stand up. He felt that the iron beam weighed 410 kilograms. There are people coming and going in the alley, and the lights are dim. If he can't get up or falls down, people will laugh at him: Look, this is Wei Heizi. No!Wei Heizi never believes in evil; Wei Heizi always stands up straight! Just wait, wait, they'll be over in a minute. it is good!They passed by, try to stand, hold on to the shed legs, one, two, three, get up!There was a burst of Venus flipping around in front of my eyes, as if a dazzling, tumbling starry sky was pressed down on my head and face in an instant.He felt a chill in the back of his head, and his body shook involuntarily.No, don't fall down!If it fell down, the iron beam would crush his body and bruise his flesh.Hold on, straighten your chest, straighten your waist.

He stopped, leaning on the legs of the concrete shed, panting heavily.The wet, water-dropped shed legs were so cool, and he leaned on them like he was leaning on a trustworthy brother. "Good job, Wei Heizi, good job!" He silently praised himself. Lift your feet and stride, this is the last trip.Wearing broken rubber shoes that leaked everywhere, he took a trembling step forward, and took another step. The lamp head on the hat, with the faint light, struggled to open up the road in the darkness.He held the iron beam on his shoulder tightly with one hand, and fumbled for one shed leg after another with the other hand from time to time.He walked, walked, and every step he took seemed to give a part of his life...

Hungry, lack of fuel in the body to promote life movement, lack of energy to turn into power.He didn’t eat before going down the well, not because he didn’t want to eat, but because he didn’t dare to eat. For the rationed grain of fifty-seven catties per month, he had to send twenty-seven catties of food stamps to his hometown in northern Anhui in an insured envelope, to his hungry grandpa, wife and children.In fact, he can only eat 30 catties of grain every month, and 75% of the 30 catties are coarse grains.Compared with the strength he gave to Heige Nagou, the disparity was too great.The difficult motherland needs heat and energy, and the belly of a coal miner who produces heat also needs heat and energy!

He secretly sold the newly issued work clothes for 30 yuan each; he quietly sold the rubber shoes he had just received for 18 yuan each.However, how much food can be exchanged for this money! ?In the small restaurant at the gate of the Heigelonggou Mine, a bowl of boiled radish cherry was sold for 50 cents a bowl. There were still ten days before the end of the month, and he only had five catties and seven taels of food stamps left, so he saved a meal before going down the well every day.He didn't feel it for the first two days, and he was a little proud of it, and even regretted why he didn't discover such an effective saving measure.It seems that the old days were a bit extravagant and a bit wasteful!

Hold on!You can't bend your waist, and your chest is straight! Fifty meters, one hundred meters... Hey, what's the smell, so fragrant, so sweet?The wind mixed in the alley sucked into his lungs.Oh, it's a small pillar for delivering meals!It's him, it's him!In the distance, there is a flashing light, a shaking light that is getting closer and closer.Take a quick walk, and you can eat after this trip. Putting down the iron beams on the material road, he sat down on the ground full of coal powder, quietly waiting for the arrival of the small pillar, but the small pillar did not come, he did not take the material road, but sent the rice from the slippery road. the working surface.

He waited, waited, as if for a whole century.He scolded people viciously, calling Xiao Zhuzi a bastard, a little bastard... He wondered if Xiao Zhuzi had some feud with him, and deliberately made him the last to eat. Under the curse of his heart, he fell asleep in a daze. He had a dream in this deep underground, dreaming of his wife, dreaming of his son, dreaming of their family eating meat together, and eating a whole pig. flow into the throat... When he woke up, Xiao Zhuzi squatted in front of him tearfully. "Master Wei, let's eat!" A pitifully small, two-two-weight cornmeal nest was clutched in a thin, sweaty, soot-covered little hand.

"Why is there only one? I bought four taels, so there should be two." He looked at Xiaozhu fiercely.Xiaozhuzi cried "wow": "Today's rice is short again, who knows who buys less and eats more! A total of six taels is missing, and my own four taels are gone!" What more can I say? He silently split the nest into two halves, and stuffed the larger piece into Xiao Zhuzi's hand: "Eat it!" Xiao Zhuzi drew back his hands: "No, I'm not hungry, I'm really not hungry!" "Take it, if you don't eat it, I'll beat you!"

He suddenly became angry. Xiao Zhuzi took half of the nest with tears hanging down his face, and bit off more than half of it in one bite. He also held half of the nest and began to chew slowly. It was a miracle that this half of the money actually made him stick to the second half of the shift, and made him complete the work quota for the shift. On that day, he was worthy of his motherland.