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下班回到家,在地下车库,物业公司的两个保安一个坐在靠墙的桌子旁,一个斜倚在桌子上闲聊着。我走过来,和他们也聊了几句。我问那位坐着的:“你是什么地方人?”“山西的。”他回答。“你呢?”我问另一位。“他也是山西的。”第一位抢先答了。另一位补了一句:“我们是一个村的。”“是你先来的,然后把他也找来了。是吧?”我问第一位。“是啊。他在家也是呆着,我就把他叫来了。”“那你在老家打过工吗?”我问另一位。“以前在矿上挖煤,干了好几年。”他告诉我:“那时候挣得多,一个月5000多呢。”“那怎么不干了?”“煤矿不行了,亏钱,煤老板也不赚钱,我们就没活儿了。”他说。
Back home from get off work, in the underground garage, the property company’s two security guards sitting next to a table by the wall, a reclining on the table chatting. I came and talked a few words with them. I asked the seated person: “Where are you from?” “Shanxi.” “He replied. ”What about you? “ I asked another person. ”He is also Shanxi. “ The first one to answer the first. Another adds: ”We are a village.“ ”You came first, and then you got it.“ ”Right?“ I asked first. ”Yeah, he’s at home too, and I called him. “ ”So you worked at home?“ ”I ask another. “I used to dig coal on the mine and did it for a few years.” “He told me:” At that time, I earned more than 5000 a month. “” Why did not I quit? “ And if we lose money or coal bosses do not make any profits, we will have no jobs. ”He said.