"Tiezhu, the salary is here, hurry up, you are the most intimate every time!" A shirtless farm worker yelled at Zhao Tiezhu who was watching his colleagues play cards on the side. This person was A Biao, a contractor, in his forties, almost fifty years old, but he was very strong.

"Hey, are you here?" Zhao Tiezhu responded with a smile, then got up and patted the dust on his butt, and ran over happily.

"This is your salary this month, please count it!" A Biao handed a large stack of banknotes to Zhao Tiezhu. Zhao Tiezhu was too lazy to count, so he put it directly in his pocket, revealing two rows of white teeth and said, "Thank you, Brother Biao!"

A Biao gave Zhao Tiezhu a blank look and cursed with a smile: "Boy, how many times have you told you? This is what you deserve. Why do you thank me for?"

Zhao Tiezhu scratched his head honestly and said with a smile: "Isn't this used to it? Anyway, I sincerely thank you, and everyone!"

At this moment, the construction site opened a business, and a group of successful people in suits and ties walked over with a smile on their faces.

"A Biao, have the workers all finished their money? Is it enough?"

"Boss, there is enough, and there is still a lot? Keep it for the next time..."

"What's the next time? Let's take your brothers to drink and have fun!"

"Hello, thank you, boss!"

After the businessman left, A Biao's smile became even stronger. He said to Zhao Tiezhu: "Tiezhu, this boss is also a good person, are you generous?"

Zhao Tiezhu nodded. This boss is indeed cheerful and generous. It is already good for famous farmers like them to not be bullied. Few can do so readily.

"Brothers, have barbecue in the old place tonight, come on today..." A Biao shook the remaining stack of banknotes in his hands and said excitedly.

The other workers cheered happily, and Zhao Tiezhu also yelled with them, and then got into the construction site and started to get busy.

In the evening, in a barbecue restaurant, Zhao Tiezhu and more than 20 workers drank a lot of wine and were drunk. In addition to the migrant workers in the barbecue stall, there were also several tables where some strong and bare-spoken men were sitting. Their tattoos were covered with tattoos, which made people shudder.

Zhao Tiezhu was anxious and walked towards a dim alley. When passing by the big men, he accidentally vomited a table. Zhao Tiezhu's alcoholic spirit instantly became much more awake. He quickly waved his hand to apologize. These big men with a fat face looked difficult to mess with at first sight. He was even ready for the urge to be beaten.

"Brother, it's all a trivial matter. Who doesn't get drunk? Haha, I'll apologize. Come and have a couple of drinks later!"

What surprised Zhao Tiezhu was not only not angry, but also had sincere smiles on his face. He began to wonder. He met some great people from the hospital, with smiles on his face. Now even this big man with a fat face is a bit ridiculous.

Although he was confused, Zhao Tiezhu still didn't think of anything. He responded timidly and then went to pee. After he came back from peeing, he actually started drinking with the big men.

It was not until he was unconscious that Zhao Tiezhu was carried back by his colleagues. Seeing that Zhao Tiezhu was drunk like a dead dog, Wu Xin had to shake her head helplessly.

"Wife, today's salary!" Zhao Tiezhu said vaguely, then took out a large stack of banknotes from his pocket, and Wu Xin took it in her hand and started counting it.

"Iron pillars, why are there so many? Are they usually eight thousand eight? How come this time there will be ten thousand two thousand?" Wu Xin asked in confusion.

Zhao Tiezhu shook his head, then started to snore. Wu Xin sighed slightly, and then began to take off Zhao Tiezhu's shoes and wipe his body.

Early the next morning, Zhao Tiezhu went out to run in the morning. This is his compulsory course every day. What’s more important is that he wants to confirm something today. On the streets and in the park, everyone Zhao Tiezhu saw was smiling.

Even if he grabbed someone and slapped him, the man did not fight back, but looked at him with a smile. Zhao Tiezhu felt more and more strange, but he could not remember anything.

He squatted in the middle of the street, and he felt that the world was very strange. Whether all this was true or not, he didn't know, he only knew that his life was fulfilling now.

After returning home, he asked Wu Xin, who was doing handicraft work, "Wife, have you ever met a villain?"

Wu Xin stopped the action in her hand and murmured: "Evil man? There are only good people here, how can there be evil people?"

Zhao Tiezhu's heart was roaring, and he suddenly felt as if he had grabbed something, but that feeling passed away in a flash. Without evil people, isn't good and evil the most basic interest in human hearts? How could there be no evil people?

"Tiezhu, what's wrong with you? Why do I feel strange about you?" Wu Xin looked at Zhao Tiezhu in confusion, her tone was obviously surprised.

Zhao Tiezhu shook his head. He felt that his memory seemed to be looser, but he still couldn't remember anything. After he took a piece of bread on the table, he said confusedly: "Wife, I'm going to the construction site!"

"Be careful about your work..."

After walking out of the room, Wu Xin's advice came from behind. A smile appeared on Zhao Tiezhu's face, and his heart was very warm. He was not thinking about anything. He liked such a life and a kind world very much.

When he arrived at the construction site, Zhao Tiezhu and his colleagues greeted each other, and then went upstairs to build steel bars. Such a life was fulfilling and comfortable for him. Wu Xin was a good wife and mother at home. If she had such a life, what else could her husband ask for?

When building steel bars, Zhao Tiezhu happened to be with A Biao. After A Biao smiled and talked to Zhao Tiezhu for a few words, he started to get busy.

Broken steel bars is a physical job, but Zhao Tiezhu exercises every day and has a pretty good physique. He is about thirty years old and is in his prime, so he can do this kind of physical job at will.

After a while of busyness, A Biao asked Zhao Tiezhu to smoke with him. Zhao Tiezhu seemed to have not smoked for a long time, and when he smoked, he felt uncomfortable in his throat.

"Brother Biao, why are there no evil people in this world?" Zhao Tiezhu glanced at the half of the cigarette in his hand and asked faintly.

"Isn't this good? The cycle of cause and effect is only cause and no result. Maybe this is not a complete world!" After A Biao finished speaking, he took a sip of cigarette hard.

However, this sentence shocked Zhao Tiezhu even more. According to A Biao's words, good is the cause and evil is the result. There is only cause and no result. Cause and effect are not complete, so there is only good and no evil, and the world is not perfect.

But then I thought, if it is evil, then why is there only the result and no cause? A bad person always has the cause of evil, and it is impossible for him to be a bad person who is born to do evil, right?

Even if it is good, this is a kind of result. Because of some reason, a person has only good thoughts in his heart. This reason is the cause. Whether it is good or evil, any of them has a complete causal relationship.

"Strange, why did I think of these things?" Zhao Tiezhu popped out the cigarette butt in his hand and murmured to himself, his eyes full of confusion.
Chapter completed!