Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 105 Spider: 8 am to 8 pm, it will be published sooner or later (4)

Life in the factory is repetitive every day.

Dull and uninteresting.

Tang Yu put aside his unconscious bookish airs and worked conscientiously as a cleaner on the production line for a week.

I climb up and down to clean every day, and my body is covered in grease. My fingers are soaked in cold water and degreasing lotion until they become wrinkled, white, and peeling...

He was almost always hungry. At mealtime he ate very fast but still couldn't feel full, which made his whole mental state seem very tense.

Fortunately, as long as you work for seven days, you can make an appointment to recharge 200 yuan at the factory.

In the later stages, as long as you continue to work, the factory can make multiple appointments for recharging the badge, and then deduct it from your salary on the day of salary settlement. This can be regarded as a policy of the factory to provide food and accommodation assistance to new employees who are short of money.

Otherwise, the 150 yuan he deposited on the day he started working would not be enough to buy two meals.

Accommodation is free, water and electricity are shared, and the men's dormitory is not too stingy. Several roommates keep the air conditioner on 24 hours a day.

Most disputes over turning on and off air conditioners occur in female dormitories.

Some older women have to support children and the elderly at home, so they not only cut back on their own living expenses, but also haggle over every penny on water and electricity.

Hu Tingting was lucky. The girls in her dormitory were all friendly and discussed the electricity usage. However, the neighboring dormitory turned the air conditioner on and off several times last night, and the dormitory manager came to mediate...

Who can sleep without air conditioning in the temperature of 38 or 39 degrees?!

She woke up at 6:30, her bones crackling. Hu Tingting hid the little spider in the movable buckle of her hair tie and carried it with her at all times.

After all, not everyone is like her, liking these strange, furry reptiles.

【(｀?w?′)】

To be honest, I don't feel comfortable with the feeling of being hesitant.

But the young lady’s hair smells so good, like the smell of the sea of ​​flowers in front of the old man’s tombstone in the dream.

As soon as I smelled it, my heart softened into a pool of water.

The one-week shift of Death Unit 2 has ended, and tonight is the night shift. Hu Tingting ate leisurely in the cafeteria, feeling happy for no reason.

She even ate the stir-fried loofah and cabbage on the plate, a unique combination with less oil and salt, with gusto.

There were still twenty minutes before the meeting and there were not many people in the cafeteria.

Tang Yu wolfed down two of the cheapest employee meals. He wiped his mouth, looked up and saw Hu Tingting.

In recent days, when he was queuing up for meetings, he kept seeing this girl and had a good impression of her.

However, this girl didn't seem to interact with anyone. She worked seriously and was never seen among those people who gathered together to chat.

Tang Yu dated someone during his four years in college, but they broke up just before graduation.

The partner returned to Shanghai, and his family arranged a job for him and also arranged blind dates for him. He was better than Tang Yu in every way: he had a car, a house, savings, and was a local Shanghai resident.

There are too many things like this in college.

Just as Tang Yu was about to step forward to say hello, Hu Tingting stood up with the food tray almost at the same time, as if she really had eyes on the back of her head.

【(｀?w?′)】

Hey, it’s me!

I rolled around in the ball and made some noises. Hu Tingting knew the little guy was getting impatient and needed to go out for some fresh air.

The weather is not very good today. I heard that a typhoon is coming. It is extremely hot and stuffy. The clouds in the sky are dark and low. The floors of the factory workshops are not high, so I feel even more depressed.

During this period of time, people are heading to various workshops. Most of them are wearing work clothes. At first glance, they all look the same, like ants.

A gray pigeon stood on the roof of the cafeteria, tilting its head and staring at the colorful ball above Hu Tingting's head in confusion.

【Gugu?! 】

【(｀?w?′)】

All the hair on my body stood up, as if I was being stared at by the god of death.

Fortunately, Hu Tingting saw that the gathering time was approaching, so she quickened her pace and turned left after a few steps to avoid that sight.

Tang Yu hurried and finally met Hu Tingting at the check-in point.

【Hey, hello! 】

Hu Tingting was still wearing a mask and looked at him suspiciously. He looked familiar. Was he greeting her? !

She pointed at herself with her eyes wide open, looking very cute.

[Yes, I’m Tang Yu, and we’re both from Liu Bin’s production line.]

[Oh, hurry up. If you are late you will be recorded as absent from work! ]

Hu Tingting raised her wrist to look at her watch and saw that there was only one minute left.

Tang Yu recalled the scolding he received on the first night, and he became nervous and quickly followed the girl to the gathering point.

It was a close call, we finally arrived.

Liu Bin looked them up and down unkindly. How should I put it? That look was like he was catching someone cheating.

Nonsence!

It was squad leader Wang who called the roll again, and he still read out the list haltingly.

There are more than a dozen new faces today, all boys around 20 years old. They stand obediently in the last row, looking embarrassed and nervous.

The old man named Feng was still assigned to Death Unit 2, but he was assigned three new partners.

I guess, that night, there will be no peace in Unit 2's corner.

As luck would have it, Hu Tingting and Yan Chengjun were in the same group again, on machine No. 9, and they were still working on the task of one packing and the other loading.

The person in charge of starting the machine was a very talkative and matchmaking older sister, with a muscular body and her work short-sleeved shirt had been rolled up to her shoulders, making it look like an old man's vest.

There was a faint smell of body odor in the air.

At this time, Hu Tingting was very glad that she wore a mask.

Yan Chengjun's face turned a little green, but he didn't know how to say it.

The humming industrial fan became his life-saving straw that night.

[Oh, Xiao Hu, you have a great figure, with a nice waist and nice butt. A lot of boys must be chasing you, right?! Are you dating someone?!]

Hu Tingting: Σ(⊙▽⊙“a

[Oh, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. My last name is Zou. I've worked in our factory for seven or eight years. I've helped match up countless couples. We girls don't have to work so hard and stay up late at night. We should marry a good man and live an easy life.]

Hu Tingting has a headache. Her mother would occasionally complain about her after attending weddings and banquets, but she never sounded so offensive as this...

【Thank you, Sister Zou, I have a boyfriend now! 】

[Ah?! Really?!]

[Really, really! ! ]

Hu Tingting was only concerned with getting herself out of this topic as quickly as possible, and she lied when it was time to lie!

Tang Yu was carrying a bucket and happened to walk over when he heard it. His eyes dimmed and he lowered his head and went to the next unit, climbed the ladder onto the large machinery, and cleaned the windows.

There are obvious marks of the rag on the glass. There should be someone specifically responsible for cleaning during the day shift. As long as the machine is running, new oil stains will be generated, layer upon layer.

The workshop leaders are sometimes very mean and they specifically check the hygiene of the glass. Every time they find something wrong, they will deduct the team leader's performance and bonus.

Therefore, every general worker assigned to do cleaning will be severely punished to dampen his or her enthusiasm, in order to prevent him or her from disobeying orders and failing to clean thoroughly.

Tang Yu ruthlessly tore off the dead skin on his hands, feeling hopeless, and mechanically raised his arm to wipe the glass.

Through the blurry glass, you can see the structure inside the machine and, behind another piece of glass, the profile of Hu Tingting as she works diligently.