When Jia heard this, he patted Wang Gang hard.

"What are you thinking all day long? I still take out a bowl of fried noodles from a few years ago and I am still pursuing it. Your uncle! You have to go back to get things and take you back by the way!"

Wang Gang smiled embarrassedly at this time

"Oh! Uncle, I really want to treat you to something, absolutely nothing else!"

Uncle Jia glared helplessly at this time

"Go away now! Stop talking nonsense!"

Hearing this, Wang Gang didn't say anything, thinking that if he asked again, it would look a little pretentious. After returning to the station, Wang Gang looked at it. The collar of his shirt was black and could not be seen as light blue. I don't know that people thought it was black.

What makes me feel most distressed is my mother. Although the soles of the 100-layer cloth shoes were ground on the asphalt road, it was much better than when I was a child, the soles were worn through the heels and on the road. But the worst thing was that the upper was covered with black resin.

But the resin cannot be washed off unless it is burned, so a new pair of cloth shoes has been basically sentenced to death! But before going to the oil technical school, he saw his mother with his own eyes, putting on the soles of the shoe, and pulling the soles of the shoe with one stitch and one thread. It was only made for you by yourself after not closing his eyes for several nights. This pair was made like this after wearing it for more than 20 days. I really couldn't bear to throw it away, so I was going to take it back and wear it when doing farm work!

Then, he sighed and thought to wash the clothes first, but when he changed the clothes, he found that there was no washing powder, so he asked his aunt for washing powder, but the other person stopped talking.

"Stop washing, don't throw it away quickly, take it back and see your family, so you won't be sad to death!"

"Why should I throw away the good clothes? I can wear them well for at least one year. What a pity if I throw them away!" Wang Gang, who grew up wearing his brother's clothes, asked his aunt in confusion.

Wang Gang was stunned at first, then looked at the work clothes that were already worn, thinking that when she was wearing them, not only the family was sad, but those who didn't know thought that their cousin abused him, but he still felt that it was inappropriate to throw them away. Finally, he decided to give them to the work clothes like her, and gave them to the work clothes that were worse than her.

After returning to the house, Wang Gang started looking for shampoo again, because he had only scratched the water every day and had never really washed his hair.

At this time, you may ask if your head is not itchy or uncomfortable? To be honest, it is fake. But like a felt on your head, you can't feel itchy, but it can't feel the high temperature and cement ash, because you have already become numb!

Wang Gang searched all the way, and every worker looked at the basin, but he couldn't find any shampoo. But when he wanted to give up the shampoo and find some washing powder to wash, he didn't know that they had used up the washing powder and hid it in the mouse hole again!

At this time, Wang Gang lit a cigarette, helpless and funny. Because there was no hair washing liquid, he lowered the standard, but now he didn't even have washing powder, so he couldn't wash his head!

He looked at the worker's bed, shook his head and smiled among the men who didn't wash their hair all day and even had to count the smoke. Shampoo was even short of women. At this time, he wanted to think of his aunt again.

After he sat up, he lay down again because he borrowed washing powder once just now, but he was laughed at by someone. Why are you so embarrassed to go again now?

But I will go home tomorrow, my hair is so dirty, I really don't dare to go back to the village, but if I go buy it, don't be a few kilometers away, don't tell me the truth or not, and whether there is any problem with it, so he went to the village again with shame

"Aunt, do you have laundry detergent?"

My aunt asked in surprise

"Didn't you let you throw away your clothes? What do you want to do with washing powder?"

Wang Gang lowered his head and said embarrassedly

"I haven't washed my hair for almost a month. I want to wash my hair and go back to the ground and feel a little more energetic! But I used up my shampoo, so I want to borrow some washing powder and wash it together!"

My aunt smiled bitterly when she heard this

"Guawa, what do you borrow or not? What era is this? How can you wash your hair with washing powder? Come and get your shampoo for you! Just as I can wash my clothes with hot water, you can wash it underneath!"

My aunt took out the shampoo, and Wang Gang looked at it, which was a bag of 50 cents. Although it was not as good as the Hibiscus silk from the unit, it was always not strong. What's more, now he is just a migrant worker, but he didn't know that because the shampoo was too cheap or his head was too dirty. I saw that my aunt had almost used up the shampoo, but there was no foam at all, and the hair was rubbed like dry wheat straw.

At this time, Wang Gang was a little puzzled because he couldn't figure it out that the workers were using cold water when washing, but although the water washed was black water, it was a little foamy. Just as he was puzzled, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a bag of washing powder was lying quietly in front of his aunt's washing basin.

So he walked over quickly and said embarrassedly

"Auntie, pour some laundry detergent into my hands!"

I saw my aunt glanced at her in surprise, and then asked in great confusion.

"Why did you use up shampoo? Then I'll get another bag for you!"

At this time, Wang Gang said with a flushed face

"No need to go to my aunt, there is still a lot of shampoo, but my head is too dirty and I can't wash off the shampoo!"

My aunt smiled bitterly when she heard this

"What's the logic in this world? Who said that shampoo can't be washed off, and washing powder can be washed off? Don't talk nonsense, washing powder is too corrosive, so hurry up and rub it!"

Wang Gang said helplessly when he heard this

"Oh! My aunt rubbed her hands so hard that my hands hurt! I really can't wash them down. I saw that their washing powder was very fast, so you pour some for me!"

When my aunt heard this, she felt that if she didn't give it, she seemed to be stingy and reluctant to let it go, so she poured some of her palms on Wang Gang.

"Then try it again. Maybe my shampoo is too cheap or fake, but your uncle and I usually use this, and it feels good!"

After hearing this, Wang Gang quickly explained

"Oh! Aunt, what are you saying! How could your shampoo be fake? My head is too dirty!"

After saying that, Wang Gang squeezed some shampoo in the washing powder again, put some water in it, and kept pinching it with his hands to fully combine the two. My aunt was a little puzzled to ask.

"What are you doing with your little guy? What are you doing with this? Just apply it on your hair and wash it!"

Wang Gang smiled embarrassedly when he heard this

"Auntie, this is called a secret shampoo for migrant workers. The time to witness the miracle is coming soon. If you don't believe me, please see!"

When Wang Gang applied the secret shampoo on his hair, poured it on and rubbed it, he saw streams of black water dripping along his cheeks into a basin of water. After a while, a basin of clear water turned into a basin of black water. My aunt saw this and grinned.

"Oh! I saw my aunt once when I met her as dirty as your little guy!"
Chapter completed!