The sound of serving food rang out, and the female prisoners all stood up and held onto the wooden bars, eagerly waiting for the jailer who was serving food to push the cart over.
In addition to looking forward to going out early, these people also look forward to three meals a day.
"I think I smell meat?"
A female prisoner sniffed it vigorously.
"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 prisoners 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!"
Normally, they would wait until the food truck arrived outside their cell before standing up. Wang Jiaoniang swallowed her saliva and walked to the wooden fence.
She has not eaten meat since she was imprisoned.
Some of the female prisoners' families would come to see them during New Years and holidays and bring them some meat and vegetables.
But her family thought she was embarrassed and never visited her, so no one gave her food.
Although she was tired of eating meat in the building before, 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 mouth was already full of saliva, and she hurriedly picked up the portion in front of her.
Because I was too excited, my hands shook and a piece of meat fell to the ground.
She was heartbroken and was hesitating whether to pick it up. Zhang Siniang 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 all enjoying their meal, Sister Hong felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.
Mrs. Song gave me more than forty taels of silver.
She gave the cook ten taels to buy meat for cooking, and gave one tael to each of the other sisters in the women's prison. She got more than 20 taels by herself.
"Ahem," she cleared her throat and said loudly, "Mrs. Song invited you to eat this meal tonight.
If you eat someone else's food, be nice to that person, and don't use your words to bully others."
She pointed to the cell behind her.
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 Zhenguo 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, then Mrs. Song is 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?