直到上了回家的长途汽车,夏小宇的心才算定了下来。明天就是除夕了,他所认识的几个同在江南打工的老乡都早已到了家,而他,一直在等吴老板发工资。现在,包里揣着两年多打工所得的七万元钱,夏小宇感觉有点像做梦一样不真实。夏小宇只想多赚些钱,这没有错。想当年,初三考高中之后,他连成绩都没去看,就出来打工了。他知道自己考不上,即使考上高中, Until the home of the coach, Xia Xiaoyu’s heart was calculated. Tomorrow is the New Year’s Eve, and he knew a few fellow workers working in Jiangnan have long been home, and he has been waiting for Wu boss wages. Now, the bag contains more than two years of wage earning 70,000 yuan, Xiaoyu feeling a bit like a dream as unreal. Xia Xiaoyu just want to make some money, this is not wrong. In those days, after the third year of high school, he did not even look at the results, went out to work. He knew he did not test, even admitted to high school,