Not only did the yamen runner Luo Zi ask for shovels, but the yamen runner and two gatekeepers also thought about asking for shovels from the workers. Their hands were also worn and they were stabbed by the tips of broken wood.

The second-to-last car's yamen runner threw a few pieces of broken tiles down, rubbed them with both hands, their fingers were red, and one part was bleeding from the tip of the wooden point. The one with him was a worker, Long Shao, who was tall, and he held a shovel and stuck his butt and plucked the waste of the house. The shovel looked at him: "This shovel is short, it's inconvenient for you to use it. How about using it for me?"

Young Master Long pulled down and put the shovel into the waste to watch the yamen runners. He only cared about working, but did not pay attention to the yamen runners' hands. He said, "Then do you use shovel, and I use your hands?"

The chisel faced ten fingers upwards and he said, "Okay, you don't like to use shovels, I'll use them."

Major General Long reached out to him, and Chinzi reached out to take the shovel. Chinzi said, "You are a master, it's just right to work with your hands."

Young Master Long bent down and grabbed the broken bricks and tiles, threw them on the ground, and said, "No gloves."

After throwing the broken bricks and tiles, Young Master Long realized that he had been deceived by the yamen runners. He looked at the yamen runner's shovel and thought to himself, "Why am I stupid?" He went to see Erbaozi in the rear truck, who was holding a shovel in his hand and plucking waste down. He looked forward to the two workers, who were all working with shovels. The two soldiers looked at their hands and reached out to take the waste down. They were unhappy and were thinking about things.

The gatekeeper in the second car and Shi Jing who was working in the car were so angry that he wanted to work with a shovel, but Shi Jing didn't give him the soldier. The soldier was a son, and he said, "The shovel is used for me, I'll do it for a while?"

When Shi Jing saw him working with his hands, he knew how to sharpen his hands. He said, "I work with a shovel, you work with your hands."

The soldier looked at his hands: "Can you use shovels for a while, can I use shovels for a while?"

"You gave the shovel to me, why should I use it for a while? Who should use this shovel? You should work with your hands, work slowly, and do the opponent's damage slowly. Pick those easy to take, and leave it to me if you don't take." Shi Jing held the shovel back with his hand.

"Okay, then you use it. You can pick it up quickly. After finishing work, we can go back." The soldier didn't want to work anymore, so he wanted to leave all the waste in this car. The soldier stood by the side of the car and reached out to take a piece of broken wood. The wood was half long. He looked at it, and he seemed to be playing. He saw enough and threw it down.

In the first car, he used a shovel to pick up waste. The dust stirred up, rushed past the car and passed by the man. The spider regretted giving the shovel to the worker, but he was not easy to work. How could he finish the car with his hands?

He said, "It's hard to do it with your hands, so look at my hands and make it hard."

Yaozi looked at him and threw the waste down without saying a word.

The spider got out of the car and said, "You can pick it up first, I'll go up and pick it up." After Spider said that, he went aside.

These people, workers, soldiers and yamen runners, worked hard, and they were both fast and slow. They cleared the top of the car, and there were broken bricks, tiles and tiles below, and iron troughs. The iron troughs were filled with ash.

The four cars were the ones who were working the slowest was Shi Jing. There were two layers of broken bricks, broken tiles and broken wood on the iron trough. The people in other cars were a little tired of working, so they stopped working down and took a breath in the car.

Others took a breath, but Shi Jing didn't. He worked slowly and was not tired.

There is a lot of waste on the ground in other cars, and the least waste on the ground in their own cars. When working, I saw Shi Jing working, and it was not as good as other workers. He said, "Look at others, I've done all the things, look at you. Do you have a back pain or haven't woken up?"

After talking, he got into the car. He grabbed Shi Jing's shovel and grabbed it down. Shi Jing held the shovel: "Brother Bing, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Hurry up?" The soldier grabbed the shovel.

The soldier tried his best to seize it. Shi Jing couldn't rob him. He let go of his hand quietly. It was not tight to let go. The soldier pulled it hard, and his head was empty, and he fell off the car and slapped it on the ground with a plop.

The soldier screamed in pain twice, and everyone else looked at him.

Brother Bing fell down, Shi Jing stretched out his head to look, and saw Brother Bing head facing the wheel of the car, covering his head with one hand and shovel facing the ground. He asked, "Brother Bing, is it okay?"

When the soldier fell, he grabbed the car with his hands and got out of the car with his legs. Fortunately, there were grass on the ground, and his head was covered with broken bricks, tiles and wood. There were a few tiles facing each other. Fortunately, the grass was not tiles, otherwise he would probably have bleeding from his head.

"Oh." He covered his head and couldn't get up for a while.

Zhuzi got out of the car and walked towards him. He went to him and asked, "How did it fall?" The two yamen runners came over and asked, "How did this fall?"

The Shi Jing said in the car: "We snatch shovels to work. He is very strong. I didn't snatch him. As soon as I let go, he broke it down?"

"What are you letting go in the car?" Zhuzi said, "When you let go, that's it?"

"Oh, how could this happen?" Shi Jing was on the top.

"Is it okay?" Zhuzi stuck out his butt and moved Yizi's shoulders.

"Ouch." Yizi rubbed his head and felt a little dizzy. He had nothing to do, so he had to slow down.

"How are you?" Zhuzi went to see him.

The two yamen runners also looked at him, and Luo Zi said, "Are you okay, buddy?"

"Did you fall off the bricks?" Chinzi looked at his head?

When the second car had something to do, the other car workers looked there. Seeing that the soldier couldn't afford it, they got out of the car and headed towards the soldier. The worker came over and the second treasure son asked, "What's wrong with this?"

The soldier lying on the ground took a while and stood up. Spider went to help him, and he wanted to sit on the ground. He looked up at Shi Jing in the car and asked, "Why did you suddenly let go?"

"I didn't think you would fall down." Shi Jing replied.

"Why am I dizzy?" The soldier held his head.

"Are you okay?" Shi Jing asked.

"You are a man who works slowly, are you doing it? I've got you done. How did the butler get you here?" The soldier's son.

"I lay the foundation, and the work I do now is the work of hard workers." Shi Jing held a shovel in his hand.

"The foundation is even more tiring." I looked up at him.

Shi Jing squatted down and put the shovel in the car. He was worried that Brother Bing had something to do, and he said: "Brother Bing, are you doing something, what else to do?"

Yizi shook his head and twisted his neck, nothing happened. He said, "You guy." He stood up and stood up, and everyone around him helped him. He stood up and looked at Shi Jing squatting in the car, "You can work quickly and pick up the waste."

After hearing what the Bing Ge said, Shi Jing immediately stood up from the car and shoveled in the car. He bent over and picked up the shovel immediately, "I'll do it quickly."

"Fuck it quickly" a son looked at the workers and walked to the side of the car.
Chapter completed!