Reflections after reading "Investment"

It was the last period of evening self-study, and I thought of the new lesson "Invested Work" that the Chinese teacher asked us to preview. The Chinese teacher also reminded us that this is a text that generations of people must read. I was curiously reading Mr. My father is working in Zhejiang, what can I do to help him? In a daze, I came to the door of a dilapidated factory. The door number had the words "TOYO GAMING FACTORY" written in big black letters on it. I sneaked in quietly and saw a girl cleaning the toilet in front of a faucet.

She was the age of our freshman in high school, with bare feet and a long braid, revealing her thin pointed chin. She sobbed, wiping away tears and snot from her nose with her long and thin hands. Each section is like a bamboo branch.

So I asked her: "Are you Lu Chai Bang?"

Her eyes lit up and she timidly said to me: "I call you girl at home, but in the factory He's called a contract worker, or a wage earner in a more fashionable way, and his nickname is Lu Chaibang. "I was so hungry, and my boss whipped me because he thought my work was slow," she said. She lifted up her sleeves and showed them to me. Indeed, her arms were bleeding, and the blood scars were intertwined with each other. Moreover, her arms were really as Mr. Xia Yan said, so thin that the skin covered the bones, just like reed sticks. She is still a child!

I asked her again: "You live an inhuman life, living in a hell on earth. Did Xia Yan say that you were deceived?"

She glanced back and said: "Life is hard! There was a flood in my hometown two years ago. I was so hungry that I could only eat grass roots and bark at home. One day, a relative who said he was a relative came to my house and asked When I went to work, I was told that I would live in a Western-style company house and eat meat and fish. I would have two days off a month, and I would be paid a few bucks. After three years of working, the money I earned would be mine. Like a savior, she agreed to let me go to work. Before I left, my mother said to me: "Girl, you are going to enjoy a blessing. It's a pity that I don't have this blessing." Who knew that I would end up in hell on earth? Ugh... My parents love their daughter and didn't want to hand me over to a liar. It's better to be a slave than to starve to death, like the one in "The Hungry Sudan". Is it okay for the child who is just waiting for the vultures to peck at him? I know you still think that the food in the canteen is poor and some food is wasted." After saying this, she wiped her tears with her ragged clothes.

She looked at me and said: "Oh! Speaking of scammers, there are still many people being deceived today. There are college students who were deceived by farmers and sold their money. There are all kinds of wonders in the world!" Stop After a pause, she said, "The working environment here is very bad. There are three major threats. I know the air in your city is not good either!"

I was surprised that she knew what happened today. She hurriedly asked: "How did you know that college students were deceived?"

She replied: "Oh! College students have innocent souls. We will know it as soon as our souls meet. Didn't you also travel through time and space to talk to me? . I know everything you think!"

I asked curiously: "Do you know what I think?"

"You failed in the exam and wanted to drop out of school and work. You want to continue studying, but you are hesitant, right?" She said slyly.

"What you said is great. So what is your working life like?" I asked.

"Mr. , I would be beaten and kicked by the boss's people when I got up late, unlike you who pretended to be sick and slept in. I was afraid of being beaten, so I had to work obediently. We were still hungry when we got home. . My boss is quite kind. He gives us a dish of salted leafy vegetables every other day. Like other bosses, he may not even give us the leaves." As he spoke, there was a slight smile on his face, but I was scared to death. Because she was too pale and looked scary when she smiled.

Then she added: "I remember last winter, I suffered from an acute and severe cold and had no strength at all.

The boss went to force me to work, but I really had no choice. In the end, I was severely beaten and even poured cold water on me. I have a companion who asked someone to write a letter to her family. The reply was in the hands of her boss. She couldn't bear it and ran away. She was beaten by the boss all night and hung up on the floor of the proprietress's pavilion. She almost died. "After saying that, she shook her head and twitched again.

Oh! Thinking that we high school students get up at 6:30, although we can't sleep and wake up naturally, it is much better than a day job. So I hurried to comfort her. , her clothes were ragged, her hair was fluffy, and she smelled bad, which was really hard for me to accept. I handed her the milk for my snack, and she rubbed it and wanted to bite it. I told her that this was not a rice cake, but a drink. The milk had to be sucked through a straw.

She sucked up the milk and shook the milk box. It was obviously not enough. I gave her another grilled sausage, and she finished it in three mouthfuls. She smiled sheepishly, showing the shyness of a girl at this time.

“We are already friends, you said you really want to work, but in fact I really want to study! When I was a child, my mother taught me to sing Xiao Ma Xiao Er Lang and carry my schoolbag to school... Alas! Tell me about your study! "The contractor said with envy.

I said: "Oh! I originally wanted to drop out of school and work early, but I didn't expect it would be so difficult. I am in the top class of a senior high school. Our school is a national model high school. The school implements closed management, and you have to swipe your card when entering or leaving the school gate. We are encountering a new curriculum reform. Originally, we only had five days of classes and six classes a day. We were happy for two weeks. The teacher guided us that if we want to take the college entrance examination, we need time and sweat, because as Edison said, genius is 99% sweat and 1% inspiration. So we had classes six days a week, 12 classes a day, and the teachers took turns. We had endless homework and exam papers. I heard the teacher chatting and said that there is a school-run printing factory that prints test papers for students. The teacher said it was for our own good, and also said that studying is hard, and it is even harder for parents to work. You must be in a state of war in your senior year at all times. When I think about my parents working to earn money for my education, I feel soft. We are not studying. To use a fashionable term, we are fighting. There are classmates who charge in front of me, and there are division commanders who supervise the battle behind. I can only rush forward. I am not a soldier, I am a martyr! ”