Prisoners awaiting trial in the Northeast Detention Center have no work to do during the day. They only do one thing a day, reflect and sit quietly, oh, the jargon is also called "sitting".
When I arrived, the prisoners were almost up. As soon as I fell asleep, deafening shouts rang out from more than ten cells on the first floor: "First, detainees must obey the supervision of guards and the custody of the armed forces, and work hard to
Transform your worldview and outlook on life!”
This is the sound of shouting about prison rules. Everyone dare not speak loudly every day. If you get a chance to shout, you must shout until you are out of breath.
I was woken up in a daze, staring blankly at the prisoner sitting in front of me, and suddenly a strange feeling came over me.
There are two sleeping places in the detention center during the day, which are reserved for comrades on the night shift who stayed up all night the night before.
Obviously, I took a meal at work, and my status came up instantly. No one called me at all. I blocked me at the end. I suddenly liked it a little. Among these twenty people, I found a cricket.
.It feels like a counterattack, and at least my life is not so embarrassing.
I can’t remember how long I was in a daze. Anyway, after calling out the prison rules, the room became quiet and I fell into a deep sleep.
In the afternoon, around four o'clock.
After sleeping all day, I woke up slowly.
"Brother, dinner will be served soon. The guards will come over to patrol the prison in a while. It's not good to sleep!"
A 16.7-year-old teenager pulled me and asked me.
"Um!"
I replied numbly, lifted up the quilt, sat up and walked straight to the toilet. While going to the toilet, I lit a cigarette. The 16.7-year-old teenager packed up the bedding for me and squatted under the toilet with his teeth bared.
He stared blankly at the cigarette in my hand.
"What the hell, there's a Qingming Riverside Tula stamped on my butt?! Why does it look like it's endless?" I asked, blinking my eyes.
"in vain!"
The teenager swallowed and said.
"What did you say???" As soon as I heard what he said, I suddenly shivered and felt a chill in my heart.
"White sand!! I have half of the white sand hidden in here for you to step on!" the young man said weakly.
"Holy shit, you scared me to death! I almost didn't hold my shit back!" I breathed a sigh of relief, took out a Liqun stick, handed it to him, waved my hands irritably and said, "Go, get out of here!!"
"
Ten minutes later, I put on my pants and walked out of the toilet. I glanced at the shop floor and saw that everyone had laid out sheets and were ready to eat. The person who was working before was taken out in the morning and never came back. I guess he must have been transferred to prison.
.
"Brother, sit here!"
A young man of twenty-six or seventeen years old was sitting on a thick cushion. He waved his hand to me and said politely, "I know him. When I came in in the morning, he was the first one next to me."
He attacked me.
"Who is your buddy!!" I said after washing my hands and looking at him with a frown.
He sat where he was, looking at me very awkwardly, with a sullen face and said nothing. I glanced at him, stepped to the upper bunk, and sat next to him. He asked without saying anything: "Brother, we are a poor prisoner.
, no one saves money, and there are still more than three thousand in the account, what do you want to eat?"
"What are you doing sitting here?" I asked, leaning against the wall and looking askance at him.
"I manage the shop!" he said.
"How many days do you have left to go out?" I asked casually again.
"Seven days!"
"Come on!" I suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck, pointed to the innermost corner and said, "Have you seen that strategic hiding spot? I'm bothering you, where are you squatting for seven days? Don't talk, don't yell, or else
, clean you up!!"
"It's only a few days in total, buddy, it's almost done! Do you have to build a big shop for me?" The young man gritted his teeth and looked at me and said.
"How about I say hello to the prison guard and transfer you to another prison??" I said it completely to scare him, because I didn't know the guard at all.
"Okay, I remember it!"
"Snapped!"
I turned around with a mouth full of words, stared at my eyes and asked, "Are you emotional? Organize your language and say it well!"
"Okay, I get it!" The young man gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and said with an unclear expression.
"Go for it!"
I said something, and the young man stood up and walked to the end. Then I took a breath, glanced at the more than 20 people in the room, and said, "We've been here for ten days and eight days. I don't believe that anyone can be fucked to death by someone else."
Here! Don’t be so damn dissatisfied and eight are dissatisfied. The relationship outside must be really strong. No one can come here to mess around for fifteen days. They all play their own game. Stop talking nonsense!! Reflect on it!! Okay, wait for the slot.
Let’s get some food!”
No one was upset, and as soon as the food was served, it was time to eat and drink.
Suddenly, at seven o'clock in the evening, the TV was turned on and everyone started watching the news broadcast. I was bored and was about to read a novel. At this time, a man, standing on tiptoe with his hands behind his back, came towards me.
"Hey, little brother! Give me a cigarette!" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.
I lazily looked up at him. This man must be in his early thirties, fat and shiny. Because our detention time is short and the detention center is not so strict, most people do not wear prison uniforms, so
I think he's well-dressed, at least he's not a gangster outside.
"Why should I give it to you?" I asked with a frown.
"Haha, I'm an old smoker. I've been smoking for several days, so I'll give you one!" the middle-aged man said again with a smile.
I was silent for a moment, took out the cigarette case and handed him one. He slipped into the toilet and started to wrap himself up. A few minutes later, I heard a loud popping sound, and then turned around and saw that he had a big head.
He rushed down and rolled down the toilet steps.
"Holy shit, brother, is your head scratching?" I asked speechlessly.
"Damn, you two are so confused. I was careful, careful, careful, but I didn't step on the steps!" The middle-aged man grunted while lying on the ground and bared his teeth.
"sweat!"
I looked at him with a broken look, and whispered: "Aren't you fucking bullshit? I'm going to beat you to death, and I have to increase your punishment. Why don't you stop talking about this shit from now on!"
"Oh, I'm going to hit my left testicle. Oh my god, it's over, it's over, it's broken, hum!" The middle-aged man was sweating on his forehead, covering his crotch, and curled up on the ground, his face was very painful.
"What the hell, you touched the egg white and pooped it? It's still fucking broken! Get up quickly, the correctional officer will come over and you thought I hit you!" I shouted urgingly.
"No, my head is confused!"
"You want to blackmail me?"
"No, no, I'm really confused. I'll lie down for a while, it's quite cool!" the middle-aged man waved his hand and replied.
Seeing how funny this person was, I put down the novel and asked casually: "Why did you come in?"
"Brother, I accidentally ventured into the depths of peach blossoms!!" The middle-aged man was lying on the ground, wiping his face and showing his teeth.
"What do you mean?"
"Fuck, it's just prostitution!" the middle-aged man explained in a broken voice.
"Can this matter still come in?" I asked a little disbelievingly.
"Damn it, I don't have enough money in my bag to pay the fine, and my bank card is locked in the bathroom closet. Just when I was about to call a friend, the police notified my wife!!" The middle-aged man said in a regretful tone.
"It's over. Your wife sold you? She didn't care about you! Right?"
"Well, B, you ladies, you haven't thrown away a pair of underwear since you got married! They're all good for a penny. They were looking for trouble to divorce me a few days ago! If this happens, can you not sell me?"
The middle-aged man suddenly sat up and said nervously: "Here, give me another one. I'll hold it up and I won't be confused anymore!"
"hehe!"
I took out my cigarette and threw it to him again, and continued to talk to him. During the chat, I learned that this person’s name was Ning Hai, he was thirty-two years old, he was married, and he had a five-year-old boy at home.
I made a small fortune from lumber, but later I stopped doing my job, and the troubles caused by the money disappeared, and the furniture factory that collected lumber was shut down. After staying at home with nothing to do for a year, I rented a storefront from the back road of the second store and built a quite small place.
Although you can’t make much money at the barbecue stall, you can still eat and drink without worrying about it.
I was worried about what to do when I went out, so I wanted to chat with Ning Hai more and wanted to consult with him about the barbecue stall so that I could find a job after I went out.
"Brother Ang, let me tell you, barbecue is actually a conscientious business! Although I am a small business, I have figured out a way to do it. There are at least twenty businesses around me that are similar in size to me, but that business
You're not angry with me either, do you know why?" Ning Hai asked me enigmatically.
"why?"
"Because I use mutton!!" Ning Hai spread his hands and said confidently.
I was stunned and looked at him not knowing what to say. Damn it, is it worth showing off even if mutton is used for barbecue these days?
"It's a bit of nonsense to say that all barbecuers use dead rat meat to grill! Damn it, I don't think I save much money on catching rats compared to mutton, but I do use pork, and there are a lot of sick pigs! But I just
No, if the business doesn’t work for one day, I’ll work for two days. If it doesn’t work for ten days, I’ll just wait for a year. Customers are not stupid. Sooner or later, they have to know about this. There is a barbecue restaurant with a different taste of mutton!" Ninghai
Said proudly.
I listened to his words and nodded slowly.
"Brother, although I am not a social person, I am definitely more particular than the so-called social people. Today you give me two cigarettes to smoke. I, Ninghai, have remembered that I must go to the Five-Star Green Hot Spring after I go out. My Royal Technician No. 28 will treat you first.
Come on, what do you think?" Ning Hai said seriously.
"Why don't you say anything about prostitution?" I replied speechlessly.
"Fuck, when a man is alive, no matter how high his status is, he can't do without the word B!! I don't want to get divorced, otherwise, don't think I have much money! Just like this stupid little girl,
I sleep two hundred fucking times a year, and I’m taking care of the growth of the country’s flowers!” Ning Hai said proudly.
"Brother, you are so ambitious!"
"Must do it! My brother is Alan Tam, he is twenty-eight years old! If the dragon tower is not available, the penis will not be soft!" Ning Hai did a little kowtow, very lively and cheerful.
For a week, I had a pleasant chat with Ning Hai, and the old man outside also gave me his testimony. On the eighth day of my stay in the detention center, I was informed of my release.