"Come on, have something to eat. You haven't had a grain of rice along the way. If you continue like this, even if you arrive in Guangdong, how can you get into the factory?" Zhang Youping looked at Liu Qiaoye worriedly in the narrow semi-horizontal position on the sleeper truck heading south.

"I'm fine. I'm not hungry at all. Beggars are so big that they have never been separated from us. He is so stubborn that he will definitely not live with his parents. He is alone at home, who cooks for him? Who will cover him with a quilt at night? Do you have enough food to eat or wear warm clothes?" Liu Qiaoye was worried about the baby all the way. When he said this, tears couldn't help but flow out again.

A female passenger in the neighboring shop comforted her very kindly, "Girl, it seems that this is your first time going out. When I first came out to work, it was exactly the same as you. When I came out, my baby was only over three years old. At that time, a relative of me was in Guangdong and asked us to go there to do things. When I first came out, my baby fell asleep. Later, I heard that it took me a few days to cry before I slowly got used to it. I also cried to Guangdong along the way. Every day I dreamed that my baby was my baby. Sometimes

Wait, I woke up in the middle of the night. After a year of work, I got used to it. Now my baby is used to it with my grandparents. When I went home for the first time, my baby couldn't recognize me. Now I'm not very close to me. Sometimes I really regret it. Why do I go out to work? It's not that I have no food to eat at home. But I have to suffer poverty at home. It doesn't matter if we adults are poor. We can't let my baby suffer poverty in the future. Let's see, the family will have no money in the future, and even a woman can't get a baby."

"Sister, you have been to Guangdong for many years?" Liu Qiaoye asked in surprise.

"Yes. I went there a few years ago. At that time, Huacheng was not very big, and it has changed a lot in recent years. By the way, have you gone to Guangdong?" the female passenger asked enthusiastically.

"I haven't. I've been there with people from the same village. When I arrive in Guangdong, I will find a factory. What do you call my elder sister?" Liu Qiaoye shook his head.

"My name is Xiao Lihua, I'm 65 years old." Xiao Lihua smiled.

"My name is Liu Qiaoye, from 1966. My man's name is Zhang Youping, from 1962." Liu Qiaoye and Xiao Lihua had a very speculative conversation, and suddenly forgot the pain of being away from the separation of mother and son in the hometown.

"My man's name is Zhao Hongbing, and he was from the age of 2008. When we arrived in Guangdong, we were fellow villagers. And we were authentic fellow villagers in Gezhuping Town. By the way, when we came back, I heard that our factory would also recruit people this year. Otherwise, you two would try it with us. I would go to talk to my relative and maybe it would be successful. It would be more stable after entering the factory. Guangdong is still relatively chaotic now. It would be much better to enter the factory." After Xiao Lihua and Liu Qiaoye recognized their sisters, Xiao Lihua became even more enthusiastic about Liu Qiaoye.

This person is concerned with fate. If Liu Qiaoye and Xiao Lihua had not been so close to each other, and both of them had similar experiences, they would not have been so close at once.

Xiao Lihua's next seat was a strange man, which was not convenient, so Liu Qiaoye asked Zhang Youping and Xiao Lihua to change positions. The two women were engaging in everything and arrived in Guangdong without realizing it. By the time they arrived in Guangdong, Xiao Lihua and Liu Qiaoye seemed to have been good sisters who had known each other for many years.

Originally, Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye came out with Zhang Shicai and his wife and their relatives. But now Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye have a better place to go. Naturally, they can't leave with Zhang Shicai and the others.

"Shicai, you must be well outside. When Qiaoye and I settle down, Qiaoye and I will go to find you." Zhang Youping felt a little guilty.

"It's okay. I can't guarantee that you will find a job. Xiao Lihua has an acquaintance here and will definitely help you find a job. You just settle down and find us. Maybe we will have to rely on your relationship to enter the factory in the future." Zhang Shicai was very happy to see that Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye had a better place.

In this era, a large number of migrant workers had not begun to flow into Guangdong, and various factories in Guangdong broke out in various parts of Guangdong like spring villages. At this time, the requirements for entering the factory were extremely low. Although Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye were not at all illiterate, they were at least not illiterate. Soon they found a job in the factory introduced by Xiao Lihua. Although they were all at the lowest level, it was already very difficult for farmers who came out of the two mountains.

"Zizi, mom has found a job. Your baby must be well at home!" At night, Liu Qiaoye was lying in the female worker's collective dormitory, looking at the white ceiling and silently said in his heart.

The night in Meiziao was silent, and Zhang Jiaohua had done all the housework properly. Then he sat under the incandescent lamp in the room and opened the book that had been read for half.

The mountain leopard lay at Zhang Jiaohua's feet, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Jinhu and others surrounded Zhang Yaohua, and they were very interested in the pages of the book in Zhang Jiaohua's hands.

The room was very quiet, but the sound of the pages turning by chance sounded, which was very crisp and comfortable.

Zhang Youping went to Guangdong with the only mechanical watch at home, and there was no timer at home. Zhang Jiaohua didn't know what time it was now. When he saw that he was a little sleepy, Zhang Jiaohua sealed the book and went to bed.

With a pure heart, Zhang Jiaohua can fall asleep quickly every time. In his dream, the old Taoist master was still teaching Meishan martial arts. Things in the dream seemed to be inconsistent. Not long ago, Zhang Jiaohua dreamed that the old Taoist master was seriously ill and had solved the personal hexagram. This dream actually fell back. It may be related to Zhang Yaohua practicing Meishan stance every morning. He thought about something on the day and dreamed about something on the night.

In my dream, Zhang Jiaohua’s kung fu became more proficient, and he naturally got less beaten. However, on this day, there was new content.

The old Taoist priest filled a large bamboo plaque with millet and tied two ten-pound sandbags to Zhang Jiaohua's legs: "From today, you will run a stick of incense on this bamboo plaque every day. Don't fall down! Add half a pound of sand to your legs every day. Ten pounds of millet will be reduced to the bamboo plaque."

A load of millet was filled with a bamboo plaque, about 140 to 50 kilograms. Zhang Jiaohua weighed only 40 to 50 kilograms. Standing on the bamboo plaque, the bamboo plaque did not shake at all. However, the bamboo plaque frame was only two fingers wide. It was not easy to stand firm on it. It was not easy to insist on running a stick of incense on it.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't get used to it at first, and accidentally fell off the bamboo plaque.
Chapter completed!