Wang woke me up in the middle of the night

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At 2:30 a.m., my phone was vibrating violently on the nightstand, making me think that the group practicing dance exercises in the square downstairs had started early. Upon touching it and checking, the note read “Worker Wang”. This guy had said when he bought an explosion-proof wrench last time that whenever his phone rang, it meant nothing good would happen – and indeed, a loud noise similar to that of a drill at a construction site came from the receiver: “Young lady!” Help! Explosion-proof crowbar! The construction site is stuck; without this thing, the client will have me welded to the scaffolding by tomorrow! ” I sat up wrapped in my cartoon pajamas, my mind still in a dreamlike state. Worker Wang was giving the address on the other end, his voice trembling with tears; as I listened, I grabbed my hair in frustration: \"Bro, your place is almost ten kilometers away from my home – my little electric bike only has enough range to get me to a convenience store at most...\" \"Pay more!\" Double it! I’ll top up your membership! ” Well, once the horns of capitalism sound, those born in the 2000s who work have no chance of sleeping in. Putting on a hoodie and shoes, I took a crowbar from the warehouse and tied it to the pedals of the electric bike – it was just like carrying a golden staff to rescue Tang Seng. As soon as the e-bike left the warehouse, it started to shake from the cold; the wind in the early morning was like something that had just come out of a refrigerator, and it made me cry. All I could think about was that earning this money is even more motivating than when my mother forced me to practice the piano back then. There wasn’t a single soul on the road; the streetlights cast long shadows of me and the e-bike, making us look like two rebellious youths running away together in the dead of night. As it passed the intersection, the small electric scooter suddenly stopped working – its battery level had dropped to zero. I bowed three times toward the dashboard: “Ancestors, hold on!” I’ll replace it with the brightest windproof blanket for you later! ”It seemed to understand, and with a few more thuds it moved forward a few hundred meters, ending up right under the brightest light at the entrance of the construction site. Worker Wang and a few other workers had been waiting anxiously, like screws on a hot pan. When they saw me arriving on my small electric bike, the man in charge almost bowed to me: \"You’re finally here!\" This crowbar is even more timely than an ambulance! ”I removed the crowbar; its metal shaft emitted a cold glow in the light. When Worker Wang took it, his hands were shaking, as if he had grasped a lifeline. They shoved a warm roasted sweet potato into my hands, saying it had just been cooked on the stove at the construction site. I chewed on the sweet potato while watching them get to work; the explosion-proof crowbar was slammed into place with a loud thud, and the jammed robotic arm immediately obeyed. That sharp sound was even more satisfying than getting a five-kill in a game. Worker Wang patted my shoulder with such force as if he were giving me a massage: \"Young lady, you work even harder than the delivery guys!\" From now on, we’ll order all our construction tools from your shop! ” By the time I was riding back on the small electric scooter, it was already dawn. The wind is no longer cold, and the little electric bike seems to have shed its burden, moving more lightly. Passing by the breakfast stall, I bought a set of pancake sandwiches. The moment I took a bite, it suddenly clicked to me: my mother always said that our business was a \"family heirloom.\" Before, I thought it was just about selling wrenches and pliers, but tonight I realized that it’s not about selling tools at all It’s selling the sense of security that comes from having someone to back you up. The Little Elephant had just enough battery power to take me home. When it stopped downstairs, it gave a soft \"beep\", as if to claim credit for its effort. I touched the seat and laughed—who says people born in the 2000s can’t handle hardship? We simply turned the energy we would have used for giving up into the courage to work hard for life. When the first rays of light appeared on the horizon, my phone received a transfer from Engineer Wang, with a note that read: \"I’ll cover the cost of the pancakes; next time I’ll bring you tea eggs from the construction site cafeteria.\" ”I gave a thumbs up at the screen, then turned around and went back inside to get some more sleep. In my dream, my little electric bike grew wings; it carried me and a whole load of explosion-proof tools, flying joyfully in the morning sun.