The jailer placed two white flour steamed buns in a bowl and a bowl of fried pork with bamboo shoots in front of Song Ziyu's cell door.
The other female prisoners munched on the black-faced steamed buns and stared jealously at the eye-catching white-faced steamed buns in front of Song Ziyu's prison door, as well as the drool-worthy fried pork with bamboo shoots.
This comparison between people is really annoying, like they can only eat black and hard black-faced steamed buns, not even boiled vegetables, but this general's daughter not only eats white-faced steamed buns, but also meat every meal
eat.
The most hateful thing is that the eldest lady still dislikes it and refuses to eat. Yesterday, the eldest lady didn't eat at all! She didn't eat, so the steamed buns and meat were always placed there, and they had to watch them all the time.
This kind of food that can only be watched but not eaten is undoubtedly the most torturous.
Song Ziyu, who looked haggard, raised her head. She looked at the steamed buns and vegetables that she had despised yesterday, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
She felt that the food in the prison was dirty, so she didn't touch the food sent by the jailer yesterday.
She had been hungry all day and night, and she couldn't stand it anymore.
Saliva kept secreting in her mouth. She swallowed her saliva and wanted to get out of bed and bring the steamed buns and vegetables to eat.
She was about to get out of bed when she heard the female prisoner in the cell say: "Is she still planning not to eat?"
"I am a rich young lady, how can I eat food from this prison?"
Song Ziyu's foot that originally stretched out retracted back.
"She didn't eat yesterday. Isn't she afraid of being hungry?"
"Oh! You don't understand. I am a rich young lady, but I think the food in this prison is dirty.
He is very noble and has a lot of backbone. Even if he starves to death, he will not eat in prison."
"You've already been in this prison, why do you still dislike it!"
“That’s right, the world is big and the food is the biggest.
Her food looks clean, it should be the same as what the head catchers and the others in the yamen eat."
Wang Jiaoniang pursed her lips and sneered: "These wealthy ladies like to pretend to be noble."
Hearing what these female prisoners said, Song Ziyu swallowed hard and clenched his back molars.
She can't eat this meal, and she can't let these female prisoners look at [Tianlai Novel www.23txt.info] and crush her.
She thought about it and simply lay down on the bed, facing the wall and pretending to sleep. As long as she couldn't see it, she wouldn't want to eat.
By the time it was afternoon, Song Ziyu couldn't hold on any longer. Not only was she dizzy with hunger, but her stomach hurt. She wanted to eat crazily, but the food had already been taken away by the female jailer.
"Miss..." In a daze, she seemed to hear Cui'er's voice.
This is a prison. How could Cui'er be here? She must be hungry and dizzy.
She bent her knees and hugged her belly tightly with her hands, because holding her like this would make her stomach and belly feel better.
"Miss."
Cui'er, who was standing at the door of the cell, called out again, with her back to her and the eldest lady lying on the bed covered with quilts.
It was really Tweety! Song Ziyu opened her eyes, looked sideways, and saw the jailer and Tweety standing at the door of the cell. Tweety was holding a food box in her hand.
"Tweety."
Song Ziyu, who was so weak from hunger, sat up with difficulty while holding on to the wall.
It was really Tweety. Tweety came to see her and brought her food.
Cui'er felt a little uncomfortable when she saw that her young lady had been tortured to the point of being tortured after just two days in this prison. Her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and she was extremely weak.
"Miss..." Her voice was a little more choked up, and her eyes were a little red.
"Sister, please open the cell door and let me go in to serve my young lady something to eat."
Cui'er took out a piece of broken silver from her purse, held it in her hand and handed it to the jailer.
This is what Aunt Du taught her, saying that she should make the jailer in this prison bigger so that the jailer would be more convenient and take better care of the young lady.
The jailer reached out to take it, tiptoed with his hand, and found that the weight was unclear, so he put the silver into his arms.
The jailer unlocked the cell, opened the cell door, and said to Cui'er: "Don't stay too long, I'll be back in half an hour."
"Thank you sister, thank you sister."
Cui Er thanked her repeatedly, and after the jailer left, she hurriedly carried her things into the cell.