Qiu Siliang stood silently in the middle of the long line, occasionally rising onto his toes to look toward the doorway where new employees were checking in. He only hoped the line would move faster and his turn would come soon.
Qiu Siliang was not an impatient person, but his right hand hurt badly at the moment, which was why he wanted to finish the formalities quickly and get assigned a dormitory.
In Qiu Siliang's right hand was a thin nylon rope, with a fertilizer sack tied to each end. Inside were his pots, bowls, bedding, quilts, and various odds and ends.
The things inside weighed a good sixty or seventy pounds. With only that thin nylon rope holding them together, of course it hurt where it bit into his palm.
Yet Qiu Siliang merely kept shifting the nylon rope around in his palm. He did not set the two woven fertilizer sacks on the ground to ease the pain.
Because when he had put the fertilizer sacks down earlier and then picked them back up, the loose items inside had rattled and clattered, drawing suppressed laughter from the young people around him.
Especially the pretty girl in front of him. Qiu Siliang had put the sacks down twice, and she had turned around and laughed twice.
Though her crescent-shaped brows looked lovely when she smiled, and she had a little dimple, Qiu Siliang only felt unbearably embarrassed, his toes practically digging a hole in the ground.
Dozens of people were lined up in the corridor, checking in one by one, and there were still dozens of meters to go. If he put the sacks down every few steps, the rattling would definitely draw everyone's eyes and make them all remember Qiu Siliang's two woven sacks.
So Qiu Siliang would