"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." The sound of serving food rang out, and the female prisoners all stood up and held on to the wooden bars, eagerly waiting for the jailer who was serving food to come over with a cart.
In addition to looking forward to going out early, these people also look forward to three meals a day.
"I seem to smell meat?" A female prisoner sniffed hard.
"I'm afraid you're going crazy because you want to eat meat, and you have a problem with your sense of smell."
"That's right, if you don't see oil stars during the Chinese New Year in this ghost place, how can you give us meat to eat if you are not celebrating the New Year?"
"No, I seem to smell meat too."
"I smell it too."
"Yeah, there's meat to eat." The female prisoner in the front cell cheered happily.
Sister Hong placed the bowls of meat and white-flour steamed buns outside the cell door. As she put them away, she said, "Everyone has a bowl of braised pork and two white-flour buns. Don't grab them."
The female prisoners picked up their own portions, squatted on the ground, and ate hungrily without even using chopsticks.
"It's so meaty!" Wang Jiaoniang, who usually waits for the meal truck to arrive outside their cell before standing up, walked to the wooden fence while swallowing her saliva. She has never eaten meat since she was imprisoned. Some female prisoners
People in her family would come to see her during the holidays and bring them some food. But her family thought she was embarrassed and never came to see her, so no one ever gave her food.
Although she used to get tired of eating meat in the building, she has not eaten meat in the past two years, and she is also very greedy.
Sister Hong finally arrived outside Wang Jiaoniang's cell and placed the braised pork with rich red sauce and white-faced steamed buns in front of the wooden fence.
Wang Jiaoniang's saliva was already overflowing, and she hurriedly picked up the portion in front of her. Because she was too excited, her hands shook and a piece of meat fell to the ground. She was heartbroken and was hesitating whether to pick it up or not.
Zhang Siniang, who was next to her, picked up the piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth.
Wang Jiaoniang glared at Zhang Siniang, picked up her bowl, squatted in the corner and started eating.
When the fat exploded in her mouth, Wang Jiaoniang felt unprecedented happiness and satisfaction.
Although she knew that Miss Song might not eat it, Sister Hong still put a portion outside her cell.
Seeing that the female prisoners in the prison were eating happily, Sister Hong also felt a sense of accomplishment. Mrs. Song gave her more than forty taels of silver. She gave the cook ten taels to buy meat for cooking, and gave the women
The other sisters in the prison each received one tael, and she received more than 20 taels.
"Ahem." She cleared her throat and said loudly: "Mrs. Song is treating you to this meal tonight. If you eat from someone else, be nice to that person and don't use your words to bully them." She pointed her finger.
Pointing to the cell behind him.
Many female prisoners who were eating meat stopped for a moment. It turned out that the lady who came to the prison today invited them to eat this meat!
"But Mrs. Song from the General's Mansion?" A female prisoner in her thirties walked behind the wooden fence carrying half-eaten meat.
Sister Hong nodded.
"Mrs. Song is a good person! I should kowtow to her." She didn't even know that her benefactor was in front of her.
"What's wrong, is Mrs. Song very kind to your family?" Sister Hong asked.
The female prisoner said with red eyes: "Mrs. Song is extremely kind to my family! If it weren't for Mrs. Song, my husband and two children would have starved to death."
The female prisoners in the cell were eating meat and looked at the female prisoner, wondering how Mrs. Song was so kind to their family?