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After listening to the chatter and chatter of those people from western Sichuan for a long time, Liu Xinghao also more or less knew why they entered the Seventh Prison.

In fact, many people who are locked up in this prison are like him, because they are angry or unbearable, and they have committed things that the law cannot tolerate.

If a person makes an irreparable mistake, he must bear the consequences. The restriction of his personal liberty is also a means necessary to protect other good people in society from it.

In a place like a prison, although they are hungry and hungry, thirsty and drunk, the prisoner's movement is restricted, and he cannot do whatever he wants. All actions must be subject to the command of discipline, and if he tells you to stand, you must not sit down. He told you to go east, so don't go west. Otherwise, you'll be locked up.

The space of the confinement room is extraordinarily small, to put it mildly, you can fart here, no matter where you hide, you can smell it. Although this metaphor is a bit vulgar, it is not rough.

The situation of a group of people being confined together like this is not bad, and there is still a person who can talk to relieve the boredom. The most painful thing is that you are actually locked up in this confinement room, there is no movement around you, it is like you are locked in a big box, banished from this world. That unforgettable sense of loneliness will completely collapse some psychologically fragile people, and from then on, he may never dare to disobey the authority of discipline.

It was about seven o'clock in the evening, and the air windows on the roof could no longer let in a single light. The group of people in the West Sichuan Gang chatted dryly, and they were tired when they thought about it, and they all lost their energy, and they were idle and chattering with each other.

At this time, suddenly there was a sound of "jingniu" from the corridor outside, and the voice was slowly and leisurely, gradually coming this way.

Even Liu Xinghao could hear it, this was not the sound of the cart delivering the meal. However, when he was locked up in the warehouse in the afternoon, he ate several cans of canned beef in a row, and he still hasn't digested it, so he is not hungry at all.

But the gang of the West Sichuan Gang was quite excited, and they lay down by the small window one by one, for fear that their dinner would be lost.

"Old Fan, what delicious food did you bring us today? Do you have braised pork?" The prisoners in the No. 1 confinement room had already seen Lao Fan who had come to deliver the confinement meal, and joked with him.

"Yes...... Yes...... There's a fart...... Fart...... Fart braised pork, forbidden ...... Prohibit...... The confinement meal is rice...... Rice...... Rice porridge, you don't ...... No...... I don't know. Although Lao Fan has a stammering mouth, it does not delay his joking heart at all. In fact, he also knows that everyone likes to joke about him, but people are stupid and not stupid, and they don't ask anyone to take advantage of him every time.

Hearing Lao Fan's stammering, the big guys were all happy. He was already quite good-looking, and when I teased him again, it was particularly funny to see his nervous and anxious answer.

The second confinement room was closed in the hoarse voice of the western Sichuan man, and he also did not spare Lao Fan, and opened his mouth to say, "Lao Fan, you can learn a dog bark for us, if you learn like this, I will buy you Want Want milk to drink, how about it?" This guy's heart and eyes are very bad, as soon as he finished speaking, there are already people with smart brains who know how he is going to fix Lao Fan.

But Lao Fan was not so stupid, and while serving him a bowl of rice porridge, he scolded with a smile: "Go...... Go...... Fuck your uncle, you want to listen to the dog...... Dog...... When a dog barks, it barks itself...... Call...... Scream twice!"

Although the hoarse trick did not succeed, it also caused everyone to laugh for a while. No one will be angry because Lao Fan scolded himself twice, and it can even be said that he wished he could scold himself twice, that would be interesting.

Lao Fan pushed the small cart to Wei Laoxi's door, and when he saw that Wei Laoxi didn't squeak, he felt a little more relaxed, and hurriedly made a bowl of rice porridge and handed it over.

Who knew that Wei Laoxi took the rice porridge, and suddenly said: "Old Fan, the rice porridge you sent is clearer than water!

"Yes, I'm tired of eating in the cafeteria every day, and I like to drink your confinement meals. ”

And all this is very funny in Yu Yaohai's ears. Among the prisoners in their first prison area, some of them have a noble status than others, especially those old guys in their own prison barn, they like to do everything, they don't smile, they all talk and do things with a defensive heart, how can anyone in the third prison area be interesting, they can all joke, laugh and scold, and they are very angry with him.

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After listening to the chatter and chatter of those people from western Sichuan for a long time, Liu Xinghao also more or less knew why they entered the Seventh Prison.

In fact, many people who are locked up in this prison are like him, because they are angry or unbearable, and they have committed things that the law cannot tolerate.

If a person makes an irreparable mistake, he must bear the consequences. The restriction of his personal liberty is also a means necessary to protect other good people in society from it.

In a place like a prison, although they are hungry and hungry, thirsty and drunk, the prisoner's movement is restricted, and he cannot do whatever he wants. All actions must be subject to the command of discipline, and if he tells you to stand, you must not sit down. He told you to go east, so don't go west. Otherwise, you'll be locked up.

The space of the confinement room is extraordinarily small, to put it mildly, you can fart here, no matter where you hide, you can smell it. Although this metaphor is a bit vulgar, it is not rough.

The situation of a group of people being confined together like this is not bad, and there is still a person who can talk to relieve the boredom. The most painful thing is that you are actually locked up in this confinement room, there is no movement around you, it is like you are locked in a big box, banished from this world. That unforgettable sense of loneliness will completely collapse some psychologically fragile people, and from then on, he may never dare to disobey the authority of discipline.

It was about seven o'clock in the evening, and the air windows on the roof could no longer let in a single light. The group of people in the West Sichuan Gang chatted dryly, and they were tired when they thought about it, and they all lost their energy, and they were idle and chattering with each other.

At this time, suddenly there was a sound of "jingniu" from the corridor outside, and the voice was slowly and leisurely, gradually coming this way.

Even Liu Xinghao could hear it, this was not the sound of the cart delivering the meal. However, when he was locked up in the warehouse in the afternoon, he ate several cans of canned beef in a row, and he still hasn't digested it, so he is not hungry at all.

But the gang of the West Sichuan Gang was quite excited, and they lay down by the small window one by one, for fear that their dinner would be lost.

"Old Fan, what delicious food did you bring us today? Do you have braised pork?" The prisoners in the No. 1 confinement room had already seen Lao Fan who had come to deliver the confinement meal, and joked with him.

"Yes...... Yes...... There's a fart...... Fart...... Fart braised pork, forbidden ...... Prohibit...... The confinement meal is rice...... Rice...... Rice porridge, you don't ...... No...... I don't know. Although Lao Fan has a stammering mouth, it does not delay his joking heart at all. In fact, he also knows that everyone likes to joke about him, but people are stupid and not stupid, and they don't ask anyone to take advantage of him every time.

Hearing Lao Fan's stammering, the big guys were all happy. He was already quite good-looking, and when I teased him again, it was particularly funny to see his nervous and anxious answer.

The second confinement room was closed in the hoarse voice of the western Sichuan man, and he also did not spare Lao Fan, and opened his mouth to say, "Lao Fan, you can learn a dog bark for us, if you learn like this, I will buy you Want Want milk to drink, how about it?" This guy's heart and eyes are very bad, as soon as he finished speaking, there are already people with smart brains who know how he is going to fix Lao Fan.

But Lao Fan was not so stupid, and while serving him a bowl of rice porridge, he scolded with a smile: "Go...... Go...... Fuck your uncle, you want to listen to the dog...... Dog...... When a dog barks, it barks itself...... Call...... Scream twice!"

Although the hoarse trick did not succeed, it also caused everyone to laugh for a while. No one will be angry because Lao Fan scolded himself twice, and it can even be said that he wished he could scold himself twice, that would be interesting.

Lao Fan pushed the small cart to Wei Laoxi's door, and when he saw that Wei Laoxi didn't squeak, he felt a little more relaxed, and hurriedly made a bowl of rice porridge and handed it over.

Who knew that Wei Laoxi took the rice porridge, and suddenly said: "Old Fan, the rice porridge you sent is clearer than water!

"Yes, I'm tired of eating in the cafeteria every day, and I like to drink your confinement meals. ”

And all this is very funny in Yu Yaohai's ears. Among the prisoners in their first prison area, some of them have a noble status than others, especially those old guys in their own prison barn, they like to do everything, they don't smile, they all talk and do things with a defensive heart, how can anyone in the third prison area be interesting, they can all joke, laugh and scold, and they are very angry with him.

And all this is very funny in Yu Yaohai's ears. Among the prisoners in their first prison area, some of them have a noble status than others, especially those old guys in their own prison barn, they like to do everything, they don't smile, they all talk and do things with a defensive heart, how can anyone in the third prison area be interesting, they can all joke, laugh and scold, and they are very angry with him.