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"Is your brain as big as a spoon? You think a little too much, just to put money on your own face." The foreman was not polite at all. He was already in a bad mood after something had happened. He wanted to say something to everyone he saw. It was just right. If someone bumps into him, how can he be worthy of the fire if he doesn't spray him in the face?

Qu Da is also a shameless person, and in front of these workers, even when he saw the foreman, he was frightened, but he still braced himself and said: "I am not the only one who said this, the older generation This is how it has been passed down. If a woman goes down a well, she is unlucky. Now that the example is just here, can I not believe it?"

After hearing this, the foreman was stunned for a moment, and then slowly said: "Are you saying that what happened today was because the woman went down the well?" Without waiting for Qu Da's answer, he looked at Lao Zhou: "Today Are there women among the two people who were sent over?" He came to take over the shift at night. He generally knew about the newcomers, but he was not very clear about the details.

Lao Zhou nodded and said, "It's the person that Da Pan took over. Didn't he tell you?" There are three foremen here, two named Pan. They call Da Pan and Xiao Pan according to their age, and one is named Guo.

The person in front of me is Little Pantou, and the one who picks him up is Big Pantou. They have the same surname, but they are not relatives. Normally, the relationship is that of partners, which can be said to be close but not close, and said to be far but not far. On the contrary, they all get along better with another foreman named Guo. It's just that the latter usually just make suggestions and don't come to the mine very often, so there aren't many opportunities to meet them.

The foreman Xiao Pan cursed in a low voice and said: "Tell him later, don't bring anyone here. No matter how anxious you are to make money, you can't break the old rules. Besides, even if you have to break the rules, you can I couldn’t have informed you in advance. If something hadn’t happened today, I would still have been kept in the valley, and I was so confused that I didn’t even know I was being scolded.”

Lao Zhou: Who am I? Is it useful to tell you this? Can I teach you a lesson or have a fight to cool off your anger? You foremen don’t communicate well, why are you using me as a subordinate? .

Of course, slander is a slander. It is not easy to say such harsh words in person. Lao Zhou still said tactfully: "Maybe Da Pantou is too busy to forget it. Besides, it may be because of the old rules in the past. Now I basically don’t talk about it anymore, so I don’t pay much attention to it.”

The foreman Xiao Pan snorted coldly: "He is so busy that he doesn't do anything serious except drinking and playing cards every day. He is the most idle among the three of us. How else can I leave the job of picking up new people to him?" As for him, he still hasn't figured out such a bad thing. When we meet next time, I have to explain it properly. "With the same bonus, the work is different, there is no such thing as suffering and suffering. He does all the work.

The thought of having to deal with a big deal later made my head hurt.

Qu Da's words triggered so many complaints that he was stunned. Wasn't he talking about whether women should go down the well? Why did he take a U-turn and start talking about who did more and who did less? It's up.

But he also knew that it was best not to get involved in the conflicts between the foremen, otherwise it would be difficult for both parties to offend.

While the people here were talking, they heard another noisy sound coming from the other end. When I looked back, I saw that many people were leaning towards the mouth of the well, and the sound was coming from there.

"What's wrong? What's the fuss about?" Xiao Pan, the foreman, looked very impatient. This day was really not going well, and things happened one after another endlessly.

"They are fighting down there." From above, you can't see the details of the situation below. You can only hear someone shouting, "Stop fighting, stop fighting." It seems that they are starting to fight.

"How long has it been? Just be lucky that you're not buried in it. I still have time to fight. I'm tired of living. If you really have so much free time, why don't you go in and dig coal again?" Xiao Pan, the foreman, yelled at the outside. I don’t know who I was targeting, but I probably included these people and warned them not to cause trouble again.

Everyone knew that he was talking out of anger. Even if he wanted to dig coal, he had to clean it out first, otherwise he would be digging for wool. But the warning had some effect. The noise below stopped, and soon someone else got on the ladder and went up.

This was also the last wave of people, the few that Lao Zhou said he saw left, plus the two handymen below who were checking the number of people, distributing tools, and managing ladders, all came up together.

In this season, the nights are short and the days are long, and the sky is already bright at about five o'clock.

The elevator has a full fence of more than half a meter high around the bottom. The upper part is made of simple railings and rope crossings. It does not have much concealment effect. You can easily see the whole thing inside from the outside.

There were seven people standing or sitting on the ladder. Two of them, with relatively clean faces and bodies, were handymen. They stood facing each other and muttered something in a low voice. Next to him was a short and sturdy man, not a fat one. The two people next to him were not very old, and looked to be in their early twenties. The thinner one stood with his head drooped, showing no energy. The other one, whose hair reached to his shoulders, was squatting there in mourning, covering half of his swollen face, gasping from time to time, looking like he was in pain.

The two people on the far right are a man and a woman. They are also covered in dust. Their faces are dyed sooty black and it’s hard to tell their original appearance. But they both have good eyes. You can tell at a glance that these two people are not good-looking. It would be too bad.

The man is quite tall, even if he is leaning on the woman's shoulder, it does not affect his judgment in this regard. You must know that his long legs are much higher than those around him. He half-closed his eyes, not sure if it was because of fatigue or injury, but even so he did not forget to stare at the squatting man with shoulder-length hair opposite him. His eyes did not leave him during the whole process of climbing into the well.

She crouched like a quail with her shoulders hunched over her shoulders. She kept turning sideways, not daring to meet his eyes. The hands covering her face were raised up intentionally or unintentionally as a shield, and there were just a few big words written on her forehead: Look. Don't see me, can't see me.

The thinner one seemed to know what he was thinking, and would lean towards him from time to time, trying to use his skinny body to block him. This action was also done extremely carefully, for fear of being caught. Aware of attracting the other party's anger.

Just from this series of observations, coupled with the commotion underground just now, a smarter person can make a rough guess.

Just by looking at the situation of these people, you can tell that the people fighting are probably the tall man leaning with his head tilted and the shoulder-length haired man crouching on the ground covering his face. The woman lending her shoulder and the thin man trying to block them are probably the ones who are fighting. Companions of the two.

The specific circumstances of the fight below are temporarily unknown, and the outcome cannot be guessed. The cowardly one who dares not look back is the loser, and the one who stares at people with cold eyes is the winner. However, the latter does not see any obvious injuries on the outside. It is hard to say whether he is tired from relying on it.

These people's guesses were quickly confirmed. The moment the ladder went up, the two handymen immediately found the position of foreman Xiao Pan and shouted first: "Boss Pan, hurry up and find a car to go to the hospital. This man is injured." It’s quite heavy.”

As if to confirm what the two of them said, the tall man could no longer hold himself up and fell into the arms of the person next to him.