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Chapter 47

When it comes to the most grand events in the local area in recent years, no one will think of the wedding of Ye Suilu, the daughter of the Ye Group, and Fang Cibing.

Back then when the Ye Group made a comeback, Ye Suilu brought a huge dowry to marry the impoverished Fang family, and the matter of filling in the Fang family's debts was the most interesting topic of conversation among the locals after dinner.

All the young people of the right age are envious of Fang Cibing - being favored by a wealthy lady can save decades of struggle!

This kind of mood that everyone tacitly knows and is ashamed to speak out is similar to studying hard in a cold window, but being underappreciated.

Fang Suixue was wearing handcuffs and sitting in the back seat of a police car.Seeing the neat convoy opposite, he turned his head slightly, his eyes filled with stagnant water.

The road is a bit congested and vehicles move slowly on the road.

He also knew the reason for the crowded road. It was the wedding of the century that had been planned for several months.

At the beginning is a black classic car, which is the wedding car of Ye Suilu and Fang Cibing.Following closely behind was the convoy of seeing off relatives, occupying four lanes in a mighty manner, all black luxury cars.

Fang Suanxue recognized Ye Suichen at a glance. He rolled down the window, revealing half a stern face, driving behind Ye Suilu and Fang Cibing's wedding car.

The road was very congested, and finally the front car moved, but the wedding car did not move for a long time.

Ye Suichen honked the horn impatiently, and someone who looked like his secretary poked his head out of the car window and asked, "What's going on, should we go?"

Fang Suixue was also blocked here, watching with cold eyes.He felt Ye Suichen's best man in the same car glanced in his direction and said something to Ye Suichen.

For some reason, Ye Suichen glanced at the police car, then looked away.

He asked something casually, frowned, flashing a look of disdain.

The car in front started moving again, and Ye Suichen drove forward without looking sideways, seemingly unconsciously, his peripheral vision glanced at the back seat of the police car, and met Fang Suixue's cold eyes.

After looking at each other for a moment, Ye Suichen stepped on the gas pedal expressionlessly.

Fang Suixue suddenly opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling and took a few quick breaths, and it took a while to calm down: "Huh—huh—"

It's been almost a year since he came in, and he still has this dream.

Ye Suichen's sea-like eyes were filled with cold disdain, passing over his face, he stepped on the gas pedal without thinking.

What was he thinking at that moment?Whether it's indifference, disappointment, or looking dirty at him.

Or, he has no emotion for himself at all.

This question was an unsolvable problem for the other party, because in the dream, he couldn't get the answer from the other party, so he could only talk to himself repeatedly.

Standing up and looking out of the window, there is silver frost all over the place.The weather has been bad these days, the clouds are thick and the light is very weak.

He's already used to it here.At first, I thought that life in prison would be very bad. It would be as desolate as in the book, full of snakes, rats, insects and ants;

It was only after I came here that I realized that those situations would never happen. This place is even cleaner and more stable than many places outside.

Prisoners clean regularly, and conflicts are rare.Because even if it is a prison, it will not support people who do nothing and only make trouble.

What's more, everyone is scrambling for extra points - if you get better in prison, your sentence can be reduced.

Treatment, is the meaning of performance, measured by points.

The pointer pointed to the position of six, and the warden began to roll the roll. Fang Suixue stood in the crowd, enduring the benevolent, malicious or unintentional gazes of the people around her.

Being watched is something that is commonplace.

There are several prisons in this city, and each prison houses different types of criminals.For example, the Jinxi Prison where he is located is backed by the Provincial Cultural Institute, the Provincial Daily Magazine and other units. It is full of political prisoners, economic criminals and cultural relics criminals, but there are no violent elements such as murder and robbery.

The vast majority of people here can be regarded as high IQ talents, and there are even some children from aristocratic families who are well-educated and only make mistakes.

Fang Suixue was assigned a room for two people. He didn't know if it was because of Ye Suilu's greeting. Even if there was, even if he didn't want to, there was nothing he could do.

Originally, there was a roommate who was a few years older than him. That person had just been released from prison two months ago, and now he was the only one living there.

Living alone will not be late, even if the alarm clock is not fixed, Fang Tanxue's biological clock is always on time.

After the roll call, exactly 06:30.Everyone queues up for breakfast, with eggs, fried dough sticks and white rice porridge, which are nothing new.

Go to work on time at seven o'clock.Since the brains of the people in the prison are easy to use, all the work in this prison is technical work, such as operating the CNC machine tools in the machinery factory, and so on.

Fang Suixue was assigned to do foundry work, grinding commemorative coins, iron plates and the like.The steps of moving sand, adjusting sand, and controlling temperature and humidity should all be done by yourself, and the coolies are exhausted.

Maybe it's because he's young and strong.

He didn't reject it, since he had been helping his father restore bronzes.He is good at both the lost wax method and the Fan Zhu method. The techniques are similar, but the complexity is more or less. After 11:30, go back to have lunch, and go back to work at 12:30.When I came back in the afternoon, it was raining and snowing.

A time of leisure during the day.Fang Suixue stood under the high wall and looked up at the sky. The winter rain made the air damp and cold. Through the pattering rain, the crackling of the wheels crushing the branches and the sound of the car engine could be heard outside.

When Huafa was brought in, what he saw was exactly this: a young man with a handsome profile, a tall and thin figure, standing under the rain in a prison uniform with his head slightly raised, his eyes filled with indescribable hesitation. help.

It seems that even if he stands between the sky and the earth, he still can't measure his own length, even if he is exposed to the light, he still can't find his way forward.

And those red phoenix eyes looked back, and saw the young man under the eaves looking at him.

Is it a boy?Fang Suanxue was not sure, because the man was really indistinguishable from male to female.

Her waist-length hair was as neatly cut as a knife, her small face was extremely delicate, her skin was porcelain white, and her eyes were like those of a deer.

"Your new roommate is called Huafa, take him to familiarize himself with the environment." The warden said briefly.

When they brought him to the dormitory, the warden didn't say much, and wanted to leave after a few words.

"You are neither human nor ghost, I will shave off this weed of yours in a few days." Before leaving, the warden took a handful of Huafa's hair and threw it away brutally.

Maybe it hurts, the boy grinned and took a breath, his head was shaken by the movement.

Not a related household, Fang Suixue judged.

This warden is not well-educated, and loves to take advantage of the opportunity to bully those who are more educated than him, but he is not like this at ordinary times, and he is even quite polite to some people, including himself.

Fang Suixue became more and more sure of Ye Suilu's conjecture that she had made for her. In addition to resentment, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness—because of his own fault, the whole family suffered with him.His elder brother ruined his future and became a door-to-door son-in-law, and he still enjoys the shade of the Ye family after he is in prison.

He's a complete wretch.

Deep sorrow enveloped him, he subconsciously clenched his fists, raised his eyes and forced himself to look at the light outside the window.

The inside of the house was cleaned by him so that the windows were bright and clean, and the sheets were starched so that they were not stained with dust.Their dormitory is on the first floor, and the green grass outside protrudes in irregularly through the iron railings and iron windows, not like a prison, but more like a garden.

Look at the green plants, at least it can ease the mood.

The boy named Huafa was sleeping on the table, not intending to talk to Fang Suixue.If the other party didn't talk to him, Fang Suixue would not take the initiative to talk to him.

The air was so quiet and eerily stagnant.

After watching the news broadcast, it was 07:30. After 07:30, it was time for free rest and study. Fang Chuanxue bought a few books with the money she had saved, and read them repeatedly.

Life here is very ordinary.

The people in the room next door love to watch TV, and they only like to watch short soap operas, mopping the floor while watching, and crying while watching.It may be because of deaf ears, but the voice was so loud that Fang Suixue listened to most of the part with him, and the relationship between the characters and the plot line were clarified.No way, the eyes can be closed, but the ears can't be closed, and he has a good memory.

There is also a man who chats with the warden on time every night. Since the warden needs to find prisoners to understand their mental state, he seizes this opportunity to chat with the warning. In fact, he is talking about some things in his past and bragging.

He also has a loud voice. Today we are talking about his wife’s affair. The TV in the lobby is playing the old version of "Water Margin". The camera shows the couplet in front of Wu Dalang’s door. When I went out, my wife pulled my clothes by force and asked me how many days I would go west.”Inexplicably fit the occasion.

There is also an old professor who writes home letters every day, puts them in the cabinet and keeps them sealed. I heard that his roommate wrote a book in prison before going out.

Speaking of home letters.Cell phones and other communication tools are not allowed in this prison, and communication with the outside world can only be done through letters.

Now is no longer the era when you can come in and see people if you buy a jailer with some money. Only immediate family members within three generations can visit.It must also be on a rest day.

Both Fang Cibing and Fang's mother have been here, but Fang Fanxue has never seen each other.

I don't want to see them, I don't know how to face them, and I can't see them until I clear my grievances.

The vase is fake, it was there before it was delivered to him, why did he steal it?

He couldn't think about it anymore, he had been thinking about it for more than a year, and thinking about it didn't help.

09:30, lights out.The boy named Hua Fa has been squatting by the iron railing since night, curled up in a ball, only showing his white feet.He didn't wear socks or shoes, and his ankles were red with cold, making him look pitiful.

There were red marks on his face from the folds of his clothes, an inconspicuous line of wet tears under his eyelids, and dirt and dust on his white linen clothes.

Could it be a grave robber?so small.

Fang felt that Xue had turned over and decided to ignore it.

When I woke up the next day, Huafa was still squatting there, motionless, as if she was used to sleeping with her knees hugged like this.

Fang Fanxue walked in front of him expressionlessly, condescendingly: "Go to the roll call."

Hua Fa raised her head, showing wet eyes, nodded, got up and followed him.When he stood up, he was light and quiet, making Fang Tanxue feel that the person behind him was so thin that he seemed weightless.

"You really look like someone I know." He said suddenly behind his back.

"Oh." Fang thinks that Xue is ungrateful. He has heard this way of striking up a conversation no less than a hundred times since he was a child.

"Do you have any other siblings?" Hua Fa continued to ask.

Fang felt Xue was silent for a moment: "No."

Huafa was assigned to do the welding process, which requires dexterity and care, and is usually done by female prisoners, but he did it very well.

Hua Fa sat quietly in front of the operating table, her eyelashes were like crescent moons, her ink-splashed long hair was parted in two locks in front of her shoulders, the rest was scattered behind her, and the ends of her hair were neatly cut.His small body made the winter prison uniform loose and wide, with only one grip at the waist, so many male prisoners couldn't look away.

The metal wires were melted into silver beads by electric welding in his hands, and they were scalded on the circuit board one by one, which was exactly the same as the engineering drawing.As the saying goes, slow work produces meticulous work. His movements are not slow, but he is very steady and accurate.

Fang Tuanxue admired it very much, he had never seen someone with such steady hands, he must be a good carver.When his father carved the model, he went to a carpenter to learn the art, and it took decades to practice to be more accurate than the machine. Huafa's young age may be a talent.

While concentrating on welding, the warden walked over salivatingly, and tore Hua Fu's long hair again, telling him to tie it up.That expression is as greasy as a man molesting a woman.

Huafa's back was straight, her head was hanging down, her hair covered her face like a waterfall, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Logically, at least it would not give the warden a good face.Fang Suixue is worried about whether Huafa has some psychological problems.

But this has nothing to do with him.The most important thing here is to protect yourself wisely and strive to get out as soon as possible.

A few nights later, Fang Suixue confirmed his idea that Huafa was sick.

The weather turned fine in those few days, and the moon appeared at night.The moonlight stopped on Fang Fanxue's face and woke him up. When he opened his eyes, he felt as if someone or something warm was leaning against him behind him.

He turned his head and found that the flower raft was curled up, with his forehead pressed against his back.There was no quilt on Huafa's body, she was shivering from the cold, her little face was flushed, as if she was having a nightmare.

Hua Fa didn't try to wake him up, but just pressed against him gently.

Fang Suixue was not in the prison the day before, and knew that the men in the prison couldn't stand loneliness, and in order to meet their physical needs, they often did dirty things in private.His previous roommate saw that he had a good skin, so he also had this kind of thought about him.The man was going to rape him while he was sleeping, but luckily he found out early and punched him back.

It doesn't have to be gay, it's just that the loneliness in this place can drive people crazy, even normal straight men can't bear it, let alone being in the same room with Fang Suixue.

Thinking of this, a feeling of loathing surged into his heart, and he pushed him off the bed with an elbow: "Stay away from me."

Huafa groaned on the ground, shrunk her knees toward her stomach, and had no other reaction.

Fang Suixue turned around and closed her eyes, but her heart was not at peace.He slept with his head covered for a while, but still felt uneasy, got out of bed and wanted to drag the flower raft back to his own bed,

Huafa couldn't hold back, due to inertia, he staggered towards Fang Fanxue, hooked Fang Fanxue's shoulders and hugged her.

"What are you doing?" Fang Panxue frowned, and reflexively shook him off, letting him fall on his own bed.

"Brother Fang..." Hua Fa just muttered with her face up and her eyes closed.

It's only been a few days, just call it like this, who is sick.Fang Suanxue wished she could get as far away as possible from such dishonest boys.

Originally wanted to leave, but Fang Fanxue found that Hua Fu frowned and groaned in pain, her lips like cherry blossom petals parted slightly, breathing mist into the air.

He reached out and probed.I have a fever.

Although the time to turn off the lights has long passed, Fang Chuanxue had to turn on the lights, find out the antipyretics, and boil water to feed the flower raft.

No matter how much you hate him, you can't let him go.

Fang Suixue stayed by his bedside for several hours, but the antipyretic medicine had no effect at all. He had to call the warden and take Huafa to the infirmary.

"I didn't wear enough clothes on the coldest day a few days ago. Get a drip and keep warm when you go back." The doctor yawned, "Look at him, he doesn't even wear a pair of socks, you handsome boy, but your face is pretty cold. , the roommate is frozen like this and doesn’t care?”

This remark made Fang Chuanxue a little embarrassed, he really didn't want to meddle in Huafa's business.Looking at Hua Fa's sleepy face, he felt guilty for no reason.

After the IV drip, Fang Fanxue asked the inmates to help carry Huafa back.When she woke up the next day, Huafa just sat on the bed with her knees in her arms in a daze, and she didn't even thank her.

Fang Suanxue was not angry, as he expected.

If Huafa doesn't provoke him anymore, he will try to get along well with this roommate, of course, at most, he will not offend him.

He doesn't need friends, no one can understand him, and he doesn't want to understand others.

A few days later, the warden came again. He pulled Huafa's hair and said, "Come on, I'll shave it for you, and get a cut. How capable." There is no barber in the prison, only clippers. He intends to cut Huafa's hair himself, by the way...to take advantage of it.

Fang Chuanxue flipped through the book without raising her eyes.He won't take this muddy water.

Hua Fa pursed her lips and frowned, her voice was hoarse after the wind and cold: "Don't be too tight, leave me a bang."

"Everyone is flat size, it's convenient, and I don't know how to shave other hair styles." The warden thought it was troublesome.

"Then ask him, he will cut it for me." The delicate outline on the side of the flower raft moved slightly, and raised his finger to feel the snow.

The warden snorted and looked at Fang Suixue, losing interest: "Come on, you push him."

"Me neither." Fang Suanxue said indifferently.

"It doesn't need to be too much trouble, just leave a bang." Hua Fa said.

Fang Suixue closed the book, walked over to take the fader, and the warden went to inspect other rooms with his hands behind his back.

It is not difficult to study this thing, Fang Suixue plans to use scissors to cut long hair short first, and then use clippers to repair it.

He looked at the flower raft in the mirror, and compared the length with scissors.There was a hard touch from the end of the scissors to cut off the ends of the hair, and the man began to sob before cutting a few strands.

"Does it hurt you?" Fang Suixue moved the scissors away.

"No, you continue." Huafa's cheeks turned rosy due to emotion, and she looked much healthier than before.

Fang Suixue had no choice but to continue.Huafa was crying while cutting, and Fang felt the snow so hardened his heart to cut. In the end, Huafa couldn't sit still because of crying.

"Forget it, since you are so distressed." Fang Fanxue said.

"Your body and skin are your parents." Hua Fa said softly.

"Do you miss your parents?" Fang Suixue put away the scissors, but the repair was almost done.The person in the mirror changed from a long-haired beauty to a refreshing young man.

"Think." Hua Fa's eyes were dull.

Fang Suixue didn't know how to comfort him, so she squatted down like a big brother, patted his back, and said nothing.

After cutting her hair, Hua Fa covered herself in the quilt and cried all night, Fang Suxue pretended she didn't hear.

A bit noisy.Besides thinking about his parents, maybe there are other things that make him sad.

For the next few months, the two lived in peace.The meaning of living in peace does not mean becoming friends, but not talking at all.

One night, Fang Suixue was reading a book, and Huafa was carving chapters. Two economic prisoners came to their room and knocked on the door. They held out their bloody fingers and said, "Is there a Band-Aid?"

Fang Suixue nodded, and went to the medicine cabinet to get a Band-Aid.

He is very familiar with these two people, and often talks with him about his previous business experience, and can learn a lot from them.

Fang Suixue took out gauze and iodine to bandage their wounds, and the two couldn't help chatting: "Look at us, the glued box can't even stick well, and even scratched our hands."

Fang Tanxue smiled lightly: "It's easier to glue boxes than to turn sand."

"Our sentence is only one year." The person who said that regretted it. Fang felt that Xue was sentenced to three years, which was a heavier sentence than theirs. Naturally, the work he did was different.After they left, Fang Suanxue would have to stay for another year or so.

Fang Suanxue was not angry, and continued to help them deal with it.

While chatting, the two started talking about Fang Suixue's family affairs.At first Huafa didn't react much, but when they mentioned Fang Suixue's brother Fang Cibing, Huafa's eyes suddenly lit up, and she dropped the stamp in her hand and sat over: "Let me help you bandage."

All three were taken aback, not knowing what he meant.Fang Suixue handed him the things: "Hua Fu is skillful, she can wrap it better than me."

The two looked at such a delicate and handsome boy, Huafa, and felt embarrassed, but Huafa took the initiative to help them wrap them up seriously.

He lowered his head to bandage and said, "Just keep talking and pretend I'm not here."

The two touched their heads, and then continued with the conversation just now.Huafa handled it slowly and meticulously, and sure enough there was no pain at all, and the two left happily.

It was summer in a blink of an eye, and it was raining heavily that day. When Fang Fanxue returned to the dormitory, Huafa was scooping water from the ground with a basin, her trouser legs were rolled up to her knees, and her calves were well-proportioned.

He took out the only few pots he and Fang Suixue had, and put them in the place where the water leaked, and they filled up quickly again.

"This is?" Fang Tanxue looked at the waterfall-like flowing water on the edge of the ceiling, a little at a loss.

"I guess there is a water leak on the top floor, and it has been leaking from upstairs to downstairs. There is no other way but to let the upstairs repair it quickly, and we will get the water out." Hua Fa is not impatient, with a face like doing farm work rejoice.

Fang Suixue heard the words and felt that there was no other way, so he had to take a basin to help pick it up.

The author has something to say: Snowflake is friendship, although the boat of friendship will capsize later.

Xiaohua is actually a film king, and he can't take anything seriously, but he did give a lot of support and comfort to Tanxue in the prison.

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感谢在2020-08-2522:26:25~2020-08-2623:06:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 4 sweet peppers; 1 no money;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Moran Chen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!