Chapter 132 The Prosperity of the Big City

Wang Kai's words were undoubtedly like a few sharp knives inserted straight into his chest.

However, Li Tian was able to face it calmly.

"Because, I don't plan to work for a long time, just do it for a day, so I don't have to trouble you, Brother Kai."

"Just do it for one day?"

Wang Kai felt that Li Tian always seemed to have a reason, and the reason was always inexplicable, and he didn't know whether he was deceiving himself or joking.

"Okay! Whether you're doing it for a day or a month, if you want to do the plumbing installation that day, you can come to me anytime."

Wang Kai stopped talking about this topic, he said, "Thanks for the connection with the network yesterday, I'll invite you to dinner another day."

Li Tian waved his hand and said, "Don't be so polite. They are all from the same village. It's nothing to help each other a little."

"Huh? What's wrong with your hand?" Wang Kai noticed that there were blisters and wounds on Li Tian's palm.

Li Tian quickly hid, and then smiled dryly: "It's nothing, nothing."

Only then did Dad Li Jianping notice that Li Tian had hidden it from him at first.

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After eating, Wang Kai left with his group, and Li Tian and his father Li Jianping also returned to the place where they worked that morning.

"Don't do it this afternoon. I thought you wouldn't get hurt with gloves on. Sure enough, you're not the kind of person who does this kind of work."

Dad Li Jianping didn't say anything angry. He never wanted Li Tian to do this job from beginning to end. It was too tiring and dirty every day.

This is a task, Li Tian, ​​he can't give up half-heartedly.

"It's alright! I've agreed to do it for a day. How can I run away when I suffer a little?"

Li Tian said, he just started to do it, but he didn't want to. The first time he moved the floor tiles, he burst a blister on his palm. Li Tian, ​​who was in pain at the time, was covered in cold sweat on his forehead.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Li Tian gritted his teeth and insisted that he should remember the hardships he suffered today. In the future, when facing any setbacks and want to give up, he should work hard to persevere.

…

When it was almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Li Tian's whole body was almost numb.

My legs almost didn't feel like my own, and the muscles in my two arms were particularly sore.

This kind of physical work is really tiring.

Moreover, there is cement and sand in the nose and hair. When breathing, it feels as if the lungs are full of cement. Not to mention how uncomfortable it makes people want to give up.

Especially in the last moment, Li Tian thought, why is it not over yet, why is it not over yet.

When Li Tian was on a mission before, he never felt this way.

This day is really tiring.

After all, in order to complete the task, he hardly slacked off.

That kind of obviously tired, but still insisting on gritting his teeth, waiting for the slow passage of time every minute and second, that kind of feeling is simply tormenting.

…

Finally, it's all over.

Clean up the tools and cement in this room, and wipe the pasted tiles, otherwise the cement will dry on it, and it will be very troublesome to get it off the second time.

When he washed his hands again, Li Tian's painful scalp became numb, especially the wound and gloves were sticking together. Li Tian looked at the high-rise buildings outside the window and the sunset that connected to the sky, feeling a little sore in his heart.

The world is so big, but I am so miserable.

The prosperity of the big city seems to have nothing to do with him at all.

In particular, when he sat behind his father Li Jianping's battery car again, as the cold wind hit his face, the shops, street lights, and cars all passed by.

They have worked hard here all day, sweating with blood, but when it gets dark, nothing here belongs to them.