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Migrant workers who survive, please tell me stories about migrant workers. Bonus points for good writing! Thanks! If you are a migrant worker, write: What is the job content? How intense is the wor

Migrant workers who survive, please tell me stories about migrant workers. Bonus points for good writing! Thanks! If you are a migrant worker, write: What is the job content? How intense is the work?

He was a construction worker at the construction site of a building under construction. He watched me playing chess with others. When the onlookers slowly dispersed, he still hadn't left. I quickly greeted him: "Come on, let's kill a plate." He hesitated for a while and sat down opposite me. After playing two games of chess, we became chess friends. On this day, he actually asked a question that surprised me: "What is love like?"

His question stumped me. I have been in love and got married, but I have never seriously thought about what love is like.

I had no choice but to throw the question back and said: "You are also married, don't you know what love is like?"

He smiled shyly. , he said: "But I have never been in love."

I couldn't help laughing and said: "Then you won't fall in love after getting married like what Zhao Benshan said in the sketch?"< /p>

He looked at me doubtfully and said: "How can we fall in love after getting married?"

I said to him sincerely: "I can't explain what love feels like, although I fell in love first and then got married."

He hesitated, slowly took out a letter from his pocket, carefully pulled out the letter, and unfolded it bit by bit. When he unfolded the letter, there was a solemn, happy, and heartfelt smile on his face. He said: "I know what love feels like. I can't tell it, but I can feel it. It's an indescribable feeling. It feels so good."

I took the letter, I know that the letter was brought to him by someone from his wife.

There was no word on the letter, not a word at all, just a few circles drawn with a pencil. I looked at him puzzled: "What is this?" He smiled sheepishly and said, "My wife can't read." He pointed to the "○○○○+○" drawn on the letter and said, "This is "5 steamed buns." "5 steamed buns," I asked, "what do you mean? How come there are 4 circles plus 1 circle?"

He said: "I can eat 4 steamed buns at home. , she asked me to eat one more here, don’t go hungry if you are tired from work.”

At that moment, I felt something sour surge out of my heart. It was so strong that it made my eyes sting. I saw the last blush of the sunset smearing his face red, and his red face was filled with the taste of love.