In the prison room, the fellow inmates who lived with Ding Haixing all belonged to the upper class of the old society, including officials and eunuchs, scholars, capitalists, academic authorities who returned from overseas, upper-class officials, and even Catholic nuns.

Only the number of names is allowed here, and no one knows whose real name it is. Although the prison rules posted on the wall said that they were not allowed to talk about each other's cases, they had been together for a long time, and they had fallen into the world, and they knew each other a little bit.

At the same time, the prison cells were so crowded that it was easy to talk to each other in low voices, and as soon as they noticed the footsteps of the caretaker in the corridor, some of them would cough loudly and give a signal to them, and immediately they would fall silent, and all of them would sit in their bunks and read aloud—the works of great men.

The best opportunity to talk to each other is when everyone is in a line after three meals a day, "moving" around the floor, whispering as they move.

In addition to Chinese, the people here speak in Japanese, English, French, German, Spanish and other languages, because most of the detainees know one or two foreign languages, which is very international.

In this international style, a mud leg from the countryside was mixed in, or a simple stupid mud rabbit, and when he first entered, he was not less beautifully cleaned by these beautiful female snakes. Even if Ding Haixing was born 'superior' and her 'IQ' was not enough, she was disgraced.

Ding Haixing is among the supervisors, she is a reformed person, and she is not the same kind in the eyes of them in the second class, and she slowly adapted to life here with her stupid strength.

They have been in for a longer time than Ding Haixing, many of them came in in the fifties, and even came in just after liberation.

For these people, Ding Haixing rarely saw them being brought forward for interrogation, everyone inexplicably endured day after day, and no one could control their own destiny, so they had to resign themselves to fate.

Over time, Ding Haixing learned a lot, and later, day after day, year after year, repeating the boring life, it was too boring.

Ding Haixing, a mud rabbit, became their little white mouse again, teaching her all kinds of knowledge and skills.

Let's be honest, living here is much more comfortable than living outside without freedom.

What is the situation outside, Ding Haixing knows very well, everything that grows in the ground is like locusts transiting, and it is dug up completely.

Many trees are only left with their thick trunks, branches, leaves, and even bark are gone, and there is no way, in order to survive, how many people have set up bark to grind powder to satisfy their hunger.

Xinghuapo is named after the apricot blossom forest, if it is not for Ding Fengshou's dead protection, because the almond has medicinal value, and is protected by the superiors.

Otherwise, the apricot grove is estimated to be in danger.

Therefore, living here is not so difficult for Ding Haixing, who has lived a hard life since he was a child, and it can even be said that he has eaten and lived and eaten the country's 'supply of grain'.

It's like a modern prison pension. Freedom in life is not as good as a meal, and when survival becomes an issue, freedom, dignity, and reputation ...... Nothing matters anymore.

Many elderly people do not hesitate to commit crimes, and they also want judges to sentence them heavily, which has to be said to be the sorrow of society.

Due to his meager savings, lack of adequate social security and medical insurance, and living alone and lonely, he does not hesitate to commit crimes, just to live a prison life of "food, shelter, and medical treatment".

Of course, in the era of scarcity of materials, there was a famine in the outside world, and it was impossible to be alone here, and it was also a disaster of famine, and many people also suffered from edema due to their long-term detention life. The thighs and calves were so swollen that they were almost spreading to the abdomen.

The supervisors sent people to the infirmary here for hospitalization, and the "people's doctors" there were also "medical prisoners" who saw patients here, that is, professional doctors before committing crimes, after a little inspection, they prescribed a "high-protein" prescription and stayed in the hospital for treatment, and the so-called "high-protein" is actually soybean sprouts, tofu and other soy products, and occasionally a few pieces of carrots fried in oil to treat night blindness, but such a "high protein" also has a miraculous effect, and many people lie in the hospital bed for less than three days. The puffiness of the legs gradually subsided. In fact, the doctor doesn't see this disease, and everyone who is "medically blind" also understands that it is just a "hunger disease", as long as you can eat a full stomach, everything will be normal.

Of course, it is impossible to eat a full meal here, the vegetable skin is rotten and the rice is still unbearable, two meals a day, never full, it should be said that you are hungry just after eating, let alone other times. After the meal, I closed my eyes and quietly listened to each other's belly cooing, but it was also a wonderful music. Ding Haixing: They will constantly dream of eating, but they always can't eat.

It can only be said that compared to the outside world, at least there is no need to gnaw tree bark, dig wild vegetables, and eat soil when you are hungry.

These big people, during the period of hunger, care about the same as ordinary people every day, not when they will be released and reunited with their families, but how to survive, and never "come in vertically and go out horizontally", because everyone is struggling on the hunger line. Looking forward to it all day, I hope that the porridge in the morning and evening can be thicker and more, even if it is one more, it is luck; I hope that the dry meal at noon can be dry and more.

After everyone poured the food they had brought into their own enamel cups, they all returned to their bunks and ate with a solemn and solemn expression. Everyone eats slowly and deliciously; Halfway through eating, they are reluctant to eat, but wrap the enamel cup in their own quilt, leave it until the belly barks and then take it out to eat, after eating, the average person scrapes the remaining porridge soup rice grains in the enamel cup with their fingers again, puts it in the mouth and licks it, a picture of unsightly greed, showing the animal's instinctive desire to survive.

The food is even more monotonous, in exchange for cabbage, radishes and other rotten vegetable leaves. There is also only one way to cook: except boiling or boiling. But for the boring Ding Haixing, there are a lot of ways to eat.

To use a less apt analogy, it's like a cat catching a mouse and having to play with it for a while! But if you think about it, you will feel that the relationship should be reversed: people are just mice, and food is cats. Because when they are thinking of how to change their tricks, their mental activity is like a mouse scurrying around, and they can never get rid of the control of the cat-food. The example of cutting rice with a single wire is a bit extreme, but no one in the trumpet will find it ridiculous, and it is only fifty steps to laugh and a hundred steps to laugh.

Each man has his own tricks. For example, eat half of it first, hide the other half, and wait until everyone else has eaten it before taking it out to eat; For example, save half of the meal in the morning to the afternoon meal, and then eat it after you have seen enough of it...... The little tricks are insignificant, but the common denominator is that they are all caused by the tension caused by food - greed and miserliness are intertwined, and they don't know what to do with food.