一六月的阳光很毒,足斤足两地泻到地面,石棉瓦搭建的民工棚里,七八个人已经脱光了上衣,汗水在他们黝黑的皮肤上肆意爬行,然后缓缓地滴落到地上。正是吃午饭的时候,一口大铁锅里煮的清水白菜。几片腊肉零星地点缀其中,很耀眼。炉子里还有蜂窝煤的余热,这个时候即使再热点也是能忍受的,他们太饿了。填饱肚子永远比其他任何事情都重要。 The sun in June is very toxic, full and full of two spilled to the ground, asbestos tile built in the workers shed, seventy-eight people have stripped the shirt, sweat on their dark skin wanton crawling, and then slowly dripped On the ground. It is time to eat lunch, a large iron pot boiled water cabbage. Several pieces of bacon sporadically interspersed among them, very bright. There is still the heat of briquette in the stove, this time even the hot spot can be endured, they are too hungry. Filling the stomach is always more important than anything else.