- Uncle Grisha, how much do you need workers?

- Yes, let's three! A lot of carpentry will be necessary!

- There are willing to work as carpenters?

- We! - Vadim and Valera raised their hands.

- Well, and I! - Vitaly cast his vote.

- Good. Uncle Grish, provide tools, nails, material. First you need to patch the holes in the pot, and only then into the barn. Yes, and lead the book!

- Vova to Erofeich? - the director looked at Raisa Maksimovna.

- Yes, Erofeich is already waiting.

- Girls! - the director smiled - To talk, to the submission to Raisa Maksimovna.

- And you? - he turned to George ...

- Too to me! - Raisa Maksimovna got up - A locksmith is needed for the current. Conveyors lubricate and repair. Vladimir Ivanovich will help, if anything, and the girls shovel.

- Well, all in business. Did you list the dining room?

- Yes, we decided to pay for lunch.

- Good. Questions appeared?

- There is no hook in the toilet, the door does not close.

- Uncle Grish! Make a hook in the toilet first.

- A bath can be heated again in the week? We will need hot water, to be washed and ... not only! - Lyuba got up.

- I will talk with Uncle Sasha. I think we will decide. In the evening, come to me. My home is across the road. No more questions? Then get to work.

...

Vadim, Valera and Vitaly went with uncle Grisha to the power-saw bench.

Raisa Maksimovna zavskladami and current.

Her office was a weighing room: two tables — one at the window, and the other at the wall in the corner.

Sitting down at a table in the corner, she opened a lined notebook and wrote down everyone, putting down the date and time.

Talking about safety, forced to sign.

- Everything! Vova, go! Erofeich waited.

- You wrote me down as an assistant to the master?

- Yes, Vova! Yes!

- Overtime, Raisa, do not forget to affix! - and singing - Gop-stop Zoe, who gave standing? - left weight.

Erofeich worked as a master at the grain dryer and Vova was delighted. And because the assistant appeared, and because Vova worked with him two years ago.

- Vova! Slaz-ka, check the belt on the second noria! Che then she hkherovo pulls! - immediately puzzled Erofeich.

...

Girls, Raisa, identified handymen.

Together with Masha, from the locals, they had to agitate the grain in heaps under the open sky. Do not shovel, but only rake up to the conveyor, moving heaps of grain from one place to another.

George recorded as a mechanic.

Responsibilities: moving conveyors, lubricating and repairing, and shoveling grain together with the girls.

Masha pulled the transporter.

- What happened, Masha? - Raisa, with undisguised curiosity, looked at Alla, who was standing next to George.

- I can not turn the trunk!

- Here you go! Georgy Vladimirovich! - Raisa looked away from Alla - Need to do.

- And the keys?

- There are keys! - Masha shoved a shovel into the blue box, mounted on the frame of the conveyor.

- If you need more keys, you can take it from Vladimir Ivanovich! - Raisa looked in the direction of a low brick-and-half building.

- Well, what do you want? - Raisa left them and went to a man who loomed not far away.

...

No breakage! Pebble wedged trunk turntable.

An hour later, Lyubah said - a smoke break, the boss! - and putting a shovel to the conveyor, untied and took off the headscarf.

The day was sunny. It even burned. But the eastern breeze pulled with coolness.

Tanya and Lyuba sat in the grass behind the warehouse wall.

George stood next to Alla.

Masha went to the weight.

- Chief! - Lyuba, squinting at the sun, looked at him from below - Our Raiska put an eye on you!

George was embarrassed.

- I also noticed! - Alla looked at George and smiled.

- Yes, where did you get ?! She is married. That man who loomed, probably her husband!

- Nah! - gnawing a blade of grass, shook her head Lyubaha - Not a husband. Or not her.

- Yes, how do you know something ?!

- I read the names in her notebook. There are nine people with us. Raiska has the surname of Gorbachev, and the man of this is Titarenko! He is not a husband, her.

George looked around the yard current.

- Toilet there! - she waved her hand in the direction of the rattling grain dryer Lyubaha.

Observant Lyubahi hit.

- Yes, go, boss! Do not be shy! - from under the arm, with a smile, threw Lyubaha.

- I, too!

Alla followed.

The toilet is all skewed and in the holes, like after the bombing! The door hung, having risen together, on one loop.

Alla pulled the door, and going inside, and turning, asked - Help close.

When the door closed, Alla, closing it on a hook, said - Stand back and turn away.

He could not depart: the roar of the elevator muffled all other sounds.

- I'm all! - Alla stood nearby, straightening her hair - You yourself! I will go.

It was even worse inside: even the walls were dirty!

Wincing in disgust, and carefully wiping his hands on his trouser legs, George unbuttoned his fly, and lowered his trousers, and pulling back his melts, rescued his penis without touching his hands. Piss for a long time, with pleasure, closing his eyes.

Out of the toilet came out with the thought that he will not enter it anymore!

...

After lunch, Raisa came up.

- Georgiy Vladimirovich! Are you an electrician?

- I understand. Something broke?

- Yes, we have a rotary agitator, completely new and working. But on the contrary!

- How is it the other way around?

- Yes, now look!

Pulling a bunch of keys out of her jacket pocket, she headed for the warehouse.

In a spacious and gloomy warehouse, two piles of grain are separated by an aisle. It smells of dust and bread.

Raisa turned on the lights. But from the street there was more light than from lamps under the ceiling.

Near the first heap of grain there was a small aggregate, dimly gleaming with yellow paint.

- Is it a turner?

Electrical cable with a rubberized outlet snaked across the floor to the wall of the warehouse.

The agitator had a shovel with scrapers, raking up the grain and pushing it to the receiving hatch of the vertical chute with a screw. From the top manhole of the gutter, the grain had to be poured out onto a small belt conveyor. The conveyor could be rotated left-right, thus moving the grain from the pile to another place on the warehouse floor.

Raisa connected the cable to the agitator and pressed the blue button on the panel. The agitator boomed and the scrapers began to move. Raisa pushed the machine toward the heap, and he began to rake in the grain. But from the upper flap, the grain on the conveyor belt did not spill out, although it was audible: the rotor rotates.

Raisa turned off the unit with the red button and looked at George.

George pulled out the outlet and rolled the agitator closer to the door. He removed the cover that covers the auger drive. Transformer and rectifier unit. DC motor.

- You have no electrics?

- There is

- He watched?

Raisa shrugged - I watched. He said he did not understand.

- Need a key for twelve or pliers.

George went out into the street and went to the conveyor. Opening the toolbox, he found the pliers and returned to the warehouse.

On the motor terminal block, unscrewed the nuts of the phase contacts and shifted the phases. Bait nuts. Connect the cable. He paused a little and pressed a button.

Grain sprinkled on the conveyor belt from the top, output flap of the auger chute.

- Well that's all! - and pressed the red button.

The repair took no more than a quarter of an hour.

Raisa looked at George, like a wizard. And her eyes sparkled.

...

The working day ended at five o'clock and they said goodbye to Masha and went to the hotel.

Carpenters: Vitaly, Vadim and Valera were already here.

- And we are waiting for you to go to dinner together! - Vadim sat on the bed.

- Where is Vova? - asked Vitali.

- He will come later, working on the dryer. And there is work until dark.

Girls and Alla came out of their room.

- We are ready, boys. Chief, and you do not change clothes?

- So go. I'll change my clothes later.

George stood on the street near the dining room and waited for the others.

Lyuba, Tanya and Alla came out, Valera and Vadim followed them, Vitaly was the last.

- We, with the head, go to the director, learn about the bath, and you! - Lyubaha looked at Vadim and Vitaly - Buy a brew maker in the store.

- Chief, why do I command all the time? - Lyubaha looked at George through the lenses of glasses, a smile played on her lips.

- I am with you too! - Tanya stepped up to Luba, grabbing her arm.

- I'll go rest! - Alla turned and went to the hostel.

Half an hour ago a village herd passed.

It was quiet, the dogs did not bark, and only from the side of the current did it convey the noise of the elevator. The sun hid behind the treetops and the twilight spread out, absorbing the shadows.

A husky ran in the courtyard, and when she saw those who approached, she became alert, stopping in the middle of the courtyard.

There was a light on the veranda. The front door was open.

A woman came out of the beak with a pail in her left hand and, walking towards the summer kitchen, saw George and the girls standing at the gate.

- Hello! And we to Valery Timofeevich! - Lyuba stretched her mouth in a smile and waved her hand

- Chief. You will speak with the director - she added in a low voice.

The woman put the bucket and, closing the door of the summer kitchen, went into the house.

A minute later the director came out and walked over to the gate.

- I agreed with Uncle Sasha. He will drown on Wednesday. The water in the tank cools slowly and until Friday is enough for you. And on Saturday he drowns the bath and that water will be enough for you until the next time. So you can go to the bath every day, in the evening, after work. And now you can go! - he handed the key to George - You will have the key. This is the second from the castle.

- Oh, Valery Timofeevich, thank you! - Lyuba poked George in the side.

- And further. I talked to Baba Vary. She lives alone, her house is second behind the store. She agrees to take the girls to her. You can move right now or tomorrow after work.

Lyuba jumped, not holding back the delight, Tatyana smiled.

- Let's move tomorrow, chief! And now in the bath! I have the feeling as if I haven't washed a year! - Lyuba almost ran.

Bane everyone was delighted, and the girls moved to the apartment a little sad.

- You will come to visit us, boys! And we will give you tea from a samovar! - Lyuba taratorila, going to the bath.

- I'm ready! Chief, and you ruin my back?

- And can I? - Vadim, with an ingratiating lustful smile, looked at Lyubaha.

- Tanya will rub me, I was joking! - Lyuba cut off.

- Where are you going? - they did not hear Vova enter.

- Wow! And you looked like a miller! And we, in the bath! - Valera answered for everyone.

Vova, covered with a gray bloom, seemed to turn gray and really looked like a miller.

- Wait for me!