Xiaoxia smiled brightly
In April Fangfei, peach red willow green, a village on the outskirts of Huangyuan City, the village director's family is building a new kiln of civil engineering hoops, at this time, seven or eight small workers are carrying the large stones picked out on the bank of the river to the place where the new kiln is hooped. The stones looked like they were about a hundred pounds, and these seven or eight small workers were bent into a bow at their waists, and when they went up a steep slope, their faces were almost on the ground.
Sun Shaoping is now one of these small workers who carry stones, only to see that he has a relatively square stone pressed on his back, holding the stone behind his hands, and the heavy breathing sound of "Alas, Alas" is like a cow panting, and the sweat on his face on his head continues to flow down along his chin. Such a high-intensity life-earning labor made Sun Shaoping forget everything around him, and his thinking focused on only one point: grit his teeth and hold on for a while, and throw this damn stone on the construction site.
Shaoping was carrying heavy stones
After a few days like this, some of sun Shaoping's back, arms and hands that came into contact with the stone had worn out the skin and exposed flesh and blood, although the stone was wrapped in a torn cotton jacket given by the lord's family, as long as it touched these wounds, it was a pain in the heart. It's all desperate!
When he went to sleep at night, his back hurt fiercely, and he could only crawl all night to sleep, and in the middle of the night, whenever a cool breeze blew in from outside the open kiln, when the cool breeze blew through his back that was burning with pain, Sun Shaoping had a brief coolness and comfort. Thoughts will also break through this dark night, drifting to the dear Shuangshui Village, the sunset reflects the Dongla River, the river surface is shining and golden, the old cattle on the river bank, drinking enough water, snorting contentedly, leisurely walking on the path back to the village...
Crystal clear Dong la River
Sun Shaoping and Tian Xiaoxia followed out of the school library, the two of them said something intimately shoulder to shoulder, and then laughed, Xiaoxia's "giggling" laughter was particularly clear, Shaoping took the naughty girl's hand and walked forward quickly together. Suddenly, they fell into a pit...
Late at night, Sun Shaoping woke up from his dream, and Tian Xiaoxia's clear laughter seemed to echo in his ears, he touched his own hand full of scars, and a stream of tears surged out of his eyes...
What a wonderful love!