The truck driver picked up a Qiankun bag
I drive a heavy-duty gravel truck, earning 800 per truck of 80 tons, and there is not much left after the gas and tolls are deducted.
That night while unloading, my fingertips were cut by a rusty bolt, and blood dripped on the old copper coins hanging on the front of the car.
The copper coins suddenly disappeared, but a 100-meter-long and wide space appeared in my mind.
The next day, heavy rains washed away the national highway, and more than 30 trucks transporting building materials were blocked halfway up the mountain.
Looking at the reinforced concrete that was mostly submerged in mud and water, I smiled.
In the late night rain, my headlights swept over the piles of water-logged building materials.
Ten fresh ruts cut piercingly into the mud and disappeared at the end of the blocked roadblock.
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