For a whole day, Hua Xiaogu sat in a relatively clean corner of the prison, witnessing the people who were arrested from time to time. When she first arrived, there were only three people in the cell where she was, including her.
At night, the whole cell was packed.
In this cell, in addition to the people from the Tian family who were captured, there were also many ordinary people who randomly found trouble and took advantage of these troubled times in order to capture them and make money from them.
In the dark prison, Hua Xiaogu couldn't tell what time it was, but judging from the level of hunger in his stomach, it must have been afternoon.
Originally, according to what she and Manager Hu thought, they should be able to go out soon. However, at night, there was still no movement at all. Manager Hu became a little anxious.
"When I came out in the morning, my wife said that she had steamed the buns and asked me to go back early to eat them in the evening." Manager Hu stretched his neck and looked out, then slumped his shoulders: "What should I do now? I don't know if anyone has informed her.
, I probably won’t be able to go back at night.”
Hua Xiaogu patted Manager Hu on the shoulder: "It's okay. I guess a brother from the winery should notify him."
As he was talking, he heard a noisy sound coming from outside, as if someone was pushing a cart towards here. The heavy wooden wheels pressed against the uneven stone bricks, making a muffled sound.
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!" an impatient voice rang, accompanied by the sound of bunches of keys in his hand tapping on the wooden railing as he walked over.
Several prison guards walked in together, each pushing a cart. Two large wooden barrels were placed on the cart's floor, and two frames of broken bowls were placed underneath.
Before reaching a prison, one of the guards took the big wooden spoon and scooped out half a spoonful of vegetable porridge from the wooden bucket, which was almost over the bottom of the broken bowl, and then placed them one by one outside the wooden railings of the prison.
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"Come and get it one by one. The one who robbed the rice was whipped and smashed the bowl and got one tael of silver each. Do you know that?" The prison guard said, and then he didn't count how much porridge there was. If the porridge was enough, he just scooped some porridge.
Keep going and go to the next cell.
Although everyone in the cell was hungry, they lost their appetite when they saw the thin and cold porridge, but few people touched those bowls.
Maybe some people think that they will probably be able to go out soon, and there is no need to risk a bad stomach by actually eating these vegetable porridges of unknown origin.
Time passed little by little, and within the entire prison, the voices of crying for father and mother, complaining about injustice, had gradually faded away, and no one had the energy to scream for a whole day without eating.
Hua Xiaogu was bored and started chatting with other people in the cell who were also arrested. After chatting for a while, she discovered that the man who covered his face and cried when she first came in was actually a man.
The scholar she met who was arrested early in the morning.
With a look of despair on his face, he knelt down and said with a lifeless tone in his voice: "It's me who's useless. I've been taking exams for so long and I still haven't gotten any merit. My wife left me, leaving only my seven-year-old son and my over-aged mother."
.There isn’t even much food left at home, so how can we have the money to open up connections..." He said, reaching out and covering his face again: "Mom... my son is unfilial, and I am afraid he will end his life unjustly here..."
Hua Xiaogu couldn't comfort him directly, so she just found an excuse to talk to him: "I can read palms, do you want me to show you?"
