When Li Siming woke up, he had been lying in the simple sanitary center of Mishan Farm for a week.

This farm is actually a labor reform farm established by a five-level public security bureau. It mainly detains political prisoners from Beijing. The earliest detained was the right-wingers in 1957, some of them were the right-wingers in 1959, and later those who stood in the wrong team and took the wrong route. Most of these people are senior intellectuals, with the titles of "rightists", "bourgeois reactionary academic authority", "gangsters", "capitalist roaders".

In addition, some of them are criminals in the three northeastern provinces.

Chen Li was originally a surgeon in a hospital in Beijing. When writing a big-character poster, he was arrested for writing "天" "天" and "天" and became a counter-revolutionary. He worked here in 68 years. It has been 6 years since he was a doctor. Because he was a doctor in this remote place, he was considered a professional counter-attack. He belonged to a very small number of people respected by disciplined cadres. Dr. Chen was superb in medical skills. Li Siming later saw him performing an appendix removal surgery on the prisoner. The wound was extremely small and the suture was perfect. He was far better than the doctors who were known as "expert clinics" in later major hospitals.

There are usually no so-called hospitalized patients in the medical office, and there has never been a person like Li Siming who has been lying in. Li Siming's condition gradually improved under the care of Dr. Shen.

"How many years?" Dr. Chen asked while wiping Li Siming's back.

"Twenty-five years!" Li Siming replied. In his heart, he was actually a little lucky that his life was saved. 1974 was the lowest year of the * Middle School movement. The political movement at the grassroots level of the Heilongjiang Corps was relatively "civilized".

“Long enough!”

"fine."

"It's so new. I haven't heard of someone who wants to sentence you to a few more years." Dr. Chen was stunned.

"What's so strange? Just like the scar on the soldier's body, have you heard that the scar is a man's medal? Similarly, those who have experienced the * have to stay in a cowshed for a few days. Otherwise, we'll have to exercise for nothing." Li Siming didn't take the 25-year sentence seriously.

"It seems that you have realized it. I am still worried that you can't think so. You are young and suffer this kind of pain! How old are you, you are less than twenty?" Dr. Chen smiled, with wrinkles on his face piled up like mountains, and he is only in his thirties.

"Twenty? We are less than eighteen, and we still have buds. The country has not issued a law on protecting minors to protect the future of the motherland!"

"What, it's less than eighteen?" Dr. Chen was shocked, his eyes were filled with regret. "You are pretty good. If you don't have to stand the injury like this, you're so cruel."

Looking at Dr. Chen's regretful eyes, Li Siming said: "This is called 'Only the hardships of suffering can you become the best.' If we go out, we will definitely be a dragon!"

"Dragon? It's good if you can live a better life than a dog. You still want to go out. Twenty-five years, how many twenty-five years are there in your life?"

"Looking forward in everything, maybe we can still go out with each other in a few years?" Li Siming comforted. He suddenly felt that he had done the wrong thing, and he must have been comforted!

"Maybe. By the way, when your injury is healed in a few days, you will be assigned to the prison cell. Captain Zhang asked me to teach you the rules here."

"What rules?"

"It's nothing. Shave your head, wear prison uniforms, remember the number, and queue up for work when you go out to work. Call early and late. Don't sleep when you sleep. You can also study hard every day!"

"YesSir!" Li Siming gave an American military salute, which touched the muscles of his back and was so painful that he sweated coldly.

"Oh by the way, you are not allowed to speak foreign languages, and you are not allowed to subscribe to foreign magazines without permission!"

"Fortunately, I'm not a foreigner!" Li Siming said hatefully.

...

Another week later, the director saw that Li Siming was able to jump around, so he canceled Li Siming's "patient treatment".

Touching his bald head, Li Siming felt that he was really empty, but he just walked from one prison to another. Li Siming understood the future political trend, and did not feel very miserable, and even a little happy, because it was very closed here and although he also needed to study politics, it was definitely not as bright as outside. Today you messed with me and tomorrow I messed with you. This made Dr. Chen extremely puzzled. He had never seen such a person.

"106, add one person to you, and you are not allowed to bully newcomers!" The disciplined cadre left this sentence and closed the door with a "bang", leaving Li Siming holding the bedding roll.

The 106th cell is not big, but it is filled with more than a dozen people. The smell of urine, smell of sweat and tobacco emitted from the room. Li Siming was almost smoky to death as soon as he came in. The prisoners were all sitting on the bunk made of bricks and wooden boards, and it was obviously divided into two people: one was quite old and all wore glasses. Although they were all embarrassed, their hair was still well-organized. It was obviously a literati who made a political "mistake". The other was likely to be a criminal, because everyone seemed to have the expression of "Don't be close to anyone" on their faces. Both people were playing cards, and some people were covered with notes on their faces. Prisoners had to have fun, right?

"Yoho, another one came, what mistake did you make?" asked a criminal criminal.

"Looking at your white and tender appearance, you must have made a mistake of messing with relationships between men and women?" Someone started to cheer.

"The face looks careless and should not be attractive to the little girl, but it is still a certain lethality to the thirsty young woman." Some people commented on it, which made others laugh. However, those "literati" didn't say a word, as if this kind of thing was common.

"We have time to talk about my mistakes in the future. Now I want to know where I sleep?" Li Siming looked amiable and well-educated!

"It's full, there's no place for you!" said a scar. There was a scar on his face, extending from his chin to his ears, shocking and fierce. Li Siming automatically gave him a nickname "Scarface". Later he found out that this "Scarface" was really his nickname, but no one dared to call him like this in person.

"Just just now, the discipline manager told me that there was an extra bed here." Li Siming still had a smile on his face. In the eyes of Scarface, the smile contained disdain.

"I said there was no, there was no, there was another bunk there." Scarface's finger was close to the urinary bucket, which exuded a strong smell of urine.

"Oh, let's discuss it, change it, you go there." Li Siming said with a smile.

"Damn it, you're just looking for a blow!" Scar's face became so angry that the newcomer didn't take himself seriously.

"Well, don't get angry. Getting angry can easily hurt the liver and it's bad for the body. Even if you don't care about your body, you have to take care of others. It's not good to scare the children, right? Also, there are many elderly people here. If you speak too loudly, it's easy to induce blood pressure increase in the elderly. If something goes wrong, wouldn't it be bad?"

"Damn it, I'll slap you boy!" Scarface couldn't help but jump out of the bed and punched hard. Everyone knew the depth of Scarface. Even if this punch could not kill the tiger in Jingyanggang, it could still kill a spider spirit or something. Everyone closed their eyes at the same time, unable to bear to see the tragic fate of Li Siming, the young man. But after waiting for most of the day, there was no movement at all, and then they opened their eyes and looked at it. It was shocking to see that if everyone was wearing glasses.

The scarred face was grabbed by a hand of a young man, and raised it in the air, dancing around like a big toad.

"Does my look look like Dong Cunrui?" Li Siming blinked at the people who were losing their minds.

"Puff!" Someone fainted on the ground without breathing.

As a result, everyone knew very well that Scarface gave up the best position, but the position close to the urinary bucket made another unlucky person go to "enjoy" it, all of which was considered the presidential suite.

"Is there any boiling water?" Li Siming asked. He hadn't taken a shower for a long time and his body was itchy.

"The boiling water is all fixed, and the cafeteria only serves a little at noon every day." Scarface quickly replied. From the contest just now, Scarface was convinced, but fortunately he was not beaten.

"I really want to take a shower. I haven't taken a shower for a long time and I'm not feeling tired. There are no fleas here, right?"

"Does the fleas have reached? Although there is all kinds of smell here, there is no flea. This person is skinny and bone-skinned, and there are no fleas. I think, this flea may also despise the poor and love the rich!"

"I want to ask you where can I take a bath?" Li Siming interrupted Scarface's nagging.

"It takes only one hot bath every week. If it is summer, you can go to the old well in the middle of the yard and take water to wash yourself. Now, this winter is unbearable!"

"Can you usually go out of this cell?"

"We don't have strict controls like prisons. As long as we don't think about leaving the gate, the courtyard is still quite free. Let me tell you, when I was in Changchun Prison, that was strict, three steps, five steps, and even the time for going out was set. We are just a little harder and tiring!" Scarface replied.

"Why are you as long-winded as a Tang Monk!"

"Is Tang Monk very long-winded? I tell you, I have heard from the storyteller in "Journey to the West", but my favorite is "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", especially the three-part charity in Taoyuan..."

"Are you finished? Stop talking. Take me to the wellhead and help me lift water." Li Siming interrupted his chatter. This man had grown like this, and he even added a long tongue.

After the consent of the post, the two came to the old well in the middle of the yard. Scarface asked, "Do you really need to wash?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

In fact, the temperature of the water in the well in winter is more than 30 degrees below minus 30 degrees outside, at least a few degrees above zero. Even so, it still takes courage to take a cold shower in this winter. The two carried a large bucket of water to a warehouse. Li Siming quickly took off his clothes, rubbed his skin red with a dry towel, and then let Scarface pour the well water on his body. Every time he poured it, Li Siming shouted, it was so satisfying.

Scarface looked at Li Siming's shocking back and couldn't help but touch the scar on his face. Who is this? Fortunately, he is smart, otherwise he would be in great trouble!

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PS: I have read the book reviews written by readers. A considerable number of people wrote them very well and gave me a lot of suggestions worth learning from. Thank you again.

In addition: In my opinion, irrationality is a common problem with a large number of YY novels. I have many books, but if I hold on to this standard, I am afraid that there is no need for everyone on Qidian.com to log in. If you like this history, you can go to Xinhua Bookstore to read it. There are so many of them, whether it is novels, film and television works or historical research.

Those who read my books naturally like YY. Those who don’t like can read other things. Everyone has such freedom, right?

This book is just a YY novel, that's all, that's all...

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