God lived up to the hard work. In the afternoon, God was moved, and suddenly there was no need for so many bricks on the construction site. The contractor with a thick neck came over, and the big leather shoes were covered with mud. He said that two people were in a group, one came over with bricks, and one handed them to the bricklayer. Then he handed them over. Peng Cheng was just happy. He turned around and looked at Lao Guan, but he was not happy again. The other groups of brick movers were handing bricks by veterans and novices. When he heard this, Peng Cheng's heart was cold again.

"Old Peng, then what, you hand over the bricks, I'll move them." Lao Guan was still with big yellow teeth, smiling with a pleat on his face. He patted Peng Cheng's arm and shook off the loess all over his body.

Brothers are such good brothers, but unfortunately we can't do it myself! Peng Cheng forced the remaining half of the cigarette to Lao Guan: "Brother, don't leave, I owe you what I owe you, I can't do it if you don't accept this job."

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On the afternoon of the construction site, the scorching sun was as good as a tiger. Lao Guan was fine, but Peng Cheng was bald again. The sun was scorching, and it was extremely enthusiastic. It was so sunny! Peng Cheng's white back was sunburned with fiery red. Lao Guan found a camouflage uniform that looked like a corpse that was taken off the body and put it on him. It was a little better, but the collar could not be covered and it was sunburned red. The rough collar rubbed against Peng Cheng's almost ripe skin, and then dipped it in a bit of salty smell of sweat, which hurts very much. Fortunately, Lao Guan would get some water for Peng Cheng every time he came over, but it was also a symptom but not the root cause. It was about to rub it.

Originally, Peng Cheng thought handing over bricks was a good job, but he realized that it was a job after he was done. But no matter how good he was, he was not as tired as moving bricks, but he had to bend back and forth, pick up the bricks, and then lifted them over his head. The fatal one was this one. Peng Cheng stretched his back a little in the morning, and he was so excited in the afternoon. He bent over his head and died again. The bricklayer on the scaffolding smiled and looked at the buddy who handed over the bricks below: "Brother, what's wrong? Have you got it?"

What's there? Peng Cheng doesn't. If he can do it, he won't do this job!

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"Brother, your body is not the only thing you can do in this job!"

Peng Cheng was so painful that he couldn't eat it. The flesh hurts, the skin hurts, and the back hurts, which makes him feel heartbroken. He sat upright. When Lao Guan saw that he was uncomfortable, he said again: "Brother, we are all these naughty skin and life, and we are fine. But I think you are so troublesome. Don't get anything tired anymore. Just say that if you are a shai blind person, you have to be a traffic policeman. How can it work?" After that, Lao Guan lowered his head, he took a few bites of food and left with the dishes.

Peng Cheng watched Lao Guan take her away with him, but he didn't say anything. He understood what he meant, but he didn't believe in evil. The key was that he didn't want to believe in evil. Even if he felt so painful, Peng Cheng had to endure it. He couldn't lose this job and give her 100 yuan a day! Although Beibei always said that he didn't want this money, it was always good to give her. If he had no money, it was a problem. He knew better than anyone else. He must do it, even if he died on this construction site, he had to do it. It's a man! Since ancient times, he has been robbed for such a little mating right. Everyone is the same. This is the fate and fate of a man.

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"Let's stop doing it." Beibei watched Peng Cheng climb into bed more and more difficult, and didn't know how to help him. After a long time, he could only let him do his own work. Finally, he lay down flat and suddenly removed all the strength of his body. A clicking sound came from the young man's waist. The two of them turned their heads in unison and stared at each other.

"Wife, do you hear it? Do you hear it?" Peng Cheng smiled calmly, the muscles on the corners of his mouth twitched gently, and he asked Beibei.

"How is it? Where does it hurt?" The girl seemed even more panicked, and she reached out to touch his waist: "What's the sound? Do you feel pain?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. It's much better when the sound comes out, it's a little better than just now."

It's no longer like yesterday. Peng Cheng can no longer eat watermelons by himself. Beibei digs it for him to eat with a spoon. He is sorry that his mouth is everywhere. She smiles so hard that Peng Cheng also smiles, frowning his brows and squeezes out a sentence from his teeth.

"I have a stomachache."

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Love is not better than anyone else.

When I was young, I watched the 83rd edition of The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Beibei was still a child. What I could understand was who is more beautiful. At that time, in her eyes, the girl only distinguished whether she was beautiful or not. A few days ago, I didn’t know which satellite TV station was reluctant to spend money, so I broadcast the 83rd edition of The Legend of the Condor Heroes again. The girls inside were all so rusty. There was a named Mu Nianci who fell in love with the bad boy Yang Kang. It really made people very angry. Even though she knew she was a beast, she loved him. No matter how Yang Kang hurt her, she loved him and loved him to death. Do you think she was a cheap boy?

A man's lifelong relationship only thinks of a stock market K-line, which is always high and low. He just talks about which woman defeats all her opponents by relying on her own strength and holding the hearts of the men tightly for the rest of her life. Not to mention that there is nothing, she can only be said to be a phoenix. But the young Bebe still believes in the story of a man waiting for a woman for ten years, so even if Peng Cheng has never heard of him, she is still at ease. Perhaps it was the man's flaw that gave her confidence? Who knows? Or, she just didn't think too much, and more importantly, even Peng Cheng himself did not think too much.

On the third day of working at the construction site, Beibei called Peng Cheng when he left early as usual. He said he was on the bus. She asked him if he had breakfast. He said he could take him after he went to Laoguan. Finally, Beibei asked him if he could do it. He said, "You can open a room and I will go back immediately. See if I can do it."

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"Hey, hey, what's your surname?" There was an authentic Northeastern man on the phone. He rolled his tongue and couldn't tell who he was talking to.

"My surname is Wen, are you looking for me?" The girl agreed coldly and absent-mindedly.

"She said her surname was Wen." The Northeastern person repeated with the people next to him.

"Take it for me." Beibei heard Peng Cheng shouting from a distance from the phone: "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law."
Chapter completed!