At 8:23 pm, Beibei finally waited for him at Peng Cheng's house. She knew how hard the work on the construction site was. She was just a real estate business. Even though she was a cemetery, she was not a cemetery, and it was always harder for the cemetery. Beibei bought pork head meat and chicken legs and sold a watermelon. Although she knew that it would be impossible to spend money so much until the end of the month, she still sold it. She guessed that Peng Cheng must want to eat it.

My mother was also very good. She stewed a fish and had a big beer. The best fish head was brought by Beibei. The girl sat alone in the house watching TV, absent-minded. She called Peng Cheng twice, but he didn't listen until 8:23, when she heard the sound of the key inserted into the door.

With the TV on the room, Beibei heard the sound of opening the door immediately. She rushed to the door with a quick glance. Before he could twist the key, she opened the door first. Compared with yesterday, Peng Cheng seemed to have returned to the furnace and recreated it, and he was completely different. He held the key like an escaped soldier, his face was a little swollen, and he looked at her dullly.

"How are you?"

"Tired." Peng Cheng only responded to one word, and his body was as weak as mud.

"Why are you so tired?"

Seeing his appearance, Beibei had no idea how to start. She tried to reach out to help him, but he signaled not to touch him. Peng Cheng took off his shoes, and the cloth shoes were no longer in color. He bounced the soil on the door, then placed it on the shoe rack next to him, and went to the bathroom barefoot.

"I'll wash it first, it's too impolite."

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Peng Cheng entered the bathroom and inserted it into the door. The house was an old-fashioned bathroom, which was flushed, but there was neither a toilet nor a water heater, and there was only a faucet that could produce cold water.

"Why go to the bathhouse to take a shower!" Beibeiyi walked outside the door.

"No, don't embarrass you."

The water from the faucet was not loud, and you could hear Peng Cheng talking: "Wife, I'm so thirsty, please get me some water!"

“I bought a watermelon.”

"Oh, okay, there are a hundred in my pants pocket. Take it away and leave another ten yuan for me."

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Beibei heated the fish head again, and Peng Cheng came out of the bathroom with his shirtlessness. He looked like a freshly-shelled chick. His wet hair pulled a point on his head. He held a towel in one hand and looked at his shoulder with his head tilted.

The young man's skin was red and it was very sunny. Beibei took a spoon and asked him to eat watermelon. He was really thirsty and ate it without saying a word.

"This job makes your shoulders look like this. What will you do tomorrow? Or stop doing it."

"It's okay." Peng Cheng glanced at his shoulder again, then started eating again.

"How did you do it like this? How did you do it?"

"Hey! Just work!"

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He carried a brick for a whole morning, and then two people carried it again in the afternoon. Peng Cheng was not in line with the old guy, and he couldn't speak well, so he couldn't work even more. He was taller than the old guy, who was in front and behind, and the old bastard asked him to squat again, but even when he was squatting, Peng Cheng was still taller than him, and his shoulders were tied to the front collarbone.

"Look at how hungry you are." Beibei complained again, with some tiny resentment in her mouth.

"I think it's okay." The girl muttered for a long time, and the young man finally took the time to say, "Hey, have you taken that money?" He was going to get his pants, but Beibei held it down.

"Save the money yourself, don't give it to me first. What can you do for ten yuan? Drinking more mineral water is not enough." As he said that, the girl stood up and hung her pants on her clothes behind the door.

Peng Cheng also stood up, he took off his pants again, took out the red ticket and threw it on the bed: "Then you leave fifteen for me, it must be enough, you can take away the rest."
Chapter completed!