In 1991, just after the early spring, although the sun was shining, there was still a bit of bitter chill in the air.

Liang Yifei, who was released from prison, stood on the dirt road outside Baihu Farm in Binhai City, carrying a net bag in one hand, which contained a plastic basin for washing his face with an enamel cup for brushing his teeth, and a large nylon bag and his futon behind him.

It's all his possessions.

He was a little confused.

crossed.

In his previous life, he had his own business, but he was sentenced to a heavy sentence due to financial problems, and died of an accidental illness, and when he opened his eyes, he came to this prisoner of the same name.

When he was 19 or 16 years old this year, he was sentenced to four years for injuring people in a fight, first two years in a juvenile detention center, and then escorted to prison to continue serving his sentence after reaching the age of 18.

Just a few days before the release, he suddenly became seriously ill and was dying, and was taken advantage of by Liang Yifei more than 20 years later.

Looking back at the ten meters of black wall, there are eight white and dazzling big words: 'Actively transform and be a new person'.

People who have never been in prison, this is a slogan, but Liang Yifei has been in prison for two lifetimes, and these eight words are a series of tortures that hit his heart:

What to make? How to be a new person? What kind of person to be!

In my last life, there was a teacher nicknamed 'Cannon' in MBA, who once said in an exaggerated way: 'Many successful entrepreneurs, if they want to be truly great, what they lack is a prison disaster that allows you to open your heart and reflect on yourself!'

"Don't look at it, let's go. ”

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with glasses, between his eyebrows and Liang Yifei, he was not very old, he looked like he was in his early forties, but his sideburns were already slightly white.

He wore a blue worker's uniform with the words 'Binhai City Cannery' written on his chest.

'Xiao Liang Yifei''s father, Liang Yicheng, deputy head of the propaganda section of the Binhai City Canning Factory, came to pick him up from prison today.

Liang Yifei nodded, slowly walked to the embankment on the side of the road, stared at the mighty tumbling river in front of him expressionlessly, untied the nylon bag he was carrying, picked it up with the net bag in his hand, and threw it into the river with all his might!

Those prison luggage were swallowed up by the river in a blink of an eye, and not a single splash came out!

Liang Yicheng watched silently, didn't say anything, and when Liang Yifei came back, he only patted the back seat of the old 28 bicycle and said, "Dad will take you home." ”

A simple sentence of 'Dad will take you home' made Liang Yifei feel sad for a while.

He was an orphan in his last life, and he didn't know what kind of existence his father and mother were like and what his family was like all his life.

It is probably this experience that has led to his reluctance to get married although he has a group of so-called confidants.

"Dad, I'll take you, it's dozens of miles of dirt road from the city. Liang Yifei held the front of the car, and this 'Dad' was also called without any psychological barriers.

Liang Yicheng, who is actually not very old, is stubborn like an old man, twists the head of the car to the side, lowers his head and stubbornly says: "Dad will take you!"

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Baihu Prison is on the outskirts of the city, and the way back is very long, most of it is dirt roads, and it has only rained, so it is indeed difficult to walk.

Sometimes when encountering uphill or waterlogged muddy ground, Liang Yifei wants to come down and push, but Liang Yicheng just refuses, saying 'You sit firm, Dad will take you', and then gritted his teeth and continued to pedal.

Liang Yifei didn't say anything, no matter how difficult the road was, he sat honestly in the back, and let Liang Yicheng fulfill this promise of 'father taking his son home' to the letter.

Returned to the city in a bumpy road.

In Binhai City in the early 90s, Liang Yifei looked very shabby and old-fashioned, the streets were full of old white buildings, people wore the same blue workers' uniforms, and rode the same bicycles, forming a spectacular traffic flow.

Occasionally, a few cars passed by the roadway, all of them old cars with almost unrecognizable brands, square and like iron boxes.

Monotonous, unified, and rustic, is Liang Yifei's basic impression.

Interestingly, under these monotonous appearances, Liang Yifei was stunned to find that everyone was very energetic, and there was a kind of sunshine and hope on their faces that were difficult to see after 30 years of economic development.

Obviously riding an old bicycle, dressed in shabby and old-fashioned clothes, he can't escape with three dollars in his pocket, but he seems to be rushing into the future!

Of course, not everyone has a smile on their face.

I went to the police station to report first, and the police explained with a cold face, 'Be an honest person after you come out, report the situation immediately, and come to get your ID card a month later'.

Then go home.

The area where Liang Yifei lives is a vocational factory area, where workers from several factories such as canning factories, soda factories, and radio factories in Binhai City live together;

There is a small street seven or eight meters wide, because it is a necessary place for workers from several factories to commute to work, it is very prosperous, and it is nicknamed 'Little Xiangjiang'.

There are too many people on the street, the bicycle is not easy to ride, the two of them got off the car and walked, met acquaintances several times on the road, just said hello to Liang Yicheng, and saw Liang Yifei with green skin behind him, the faces of the acquaintances immediately changed, and they hurriedly avoided it, as if they were afraid that if they said a word more, they would be stained with some kind of plague.

But there was a child of twelve or thirteen years old, with a bottle of orange soda in his hand, and he came running up with a happy face: 'You...... You're a Fei brother, aren't you?' When will you take me to the stall again?'

I was stunned, but I was really impressed.

Before he was imprisoned, he set up a stall, and the kid worked as a nursery for 'himself', and he was paid a bottle of soda and a cream popsicle a day.

I didn't expect to recognize myself after so long.

As soon as he smiled, he stretched out his hand and was about to pat him on the shoulder, but before his hand touched it, an aunt rushed out from the side and dragged the child 'flying'.

Hit him in the ass, and say loudly in his mouth, 'If you don't study well, you won't learn well! If you don't study well, you will be locked up in prison in the future, and you will be in prison for the rest of your life!'

Liang Yifei didn't feel very good in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just shook his head and smiled.

is normal with red-capped whites, and he has done this kind of thing in his previous life, and if he has children, he will not let him associate with labor prisoners.

However, Liang Yicheng's face became ugly, as if it was going to rain, his lips were trembling with anger, and the green tendons on his temples appeared, which could have an attack at any time.

Liang Yifei gently pulled Liang Yicheng's hand and said softly, "Dad, let's go home, I'm hungry." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, if you don't go home today, Dad will take you to the restaurant and eat well!"

Liang Yicheng parked his car at the door of a small restaurant in the middle of the small Xiangjiang River, with a small face and a sign hanging on it, 'Ah Ping Hotel'.

It is the point of the master, the business in the small restaurant is good, there are already seventy or eighty seats, and they are basically nearby workers who are dressed like Liang Yicheng.

The 18-inch black-and-white telephone on the counter was playing the 90-year-old version of "Fengshen Bang", and the attention of the workers who came to eat was focused on Daji, who was wearing a layer of tulle, revealing two white and tender thighs.

I sat down at an unobtrusive table in the corner, and after a while, a young woman in her thirties wearing an apron came over.

This woman is not ugly, with a round face, a little capable, but she is not as aggressive and sharp as the strong women of later generations, and she looks very comfortable.

Seeing Liang Yifei shaving the head of a labor prisoner, the young woman was stunned for a moment, and then asked very affectionately: "Yo, this is Yifei, right?"

"yes, he behaved well in there and had his sentence commuted. ”

Liang Yicheng said: "There is no oil and water in it, I will bring him to eat something good to replenish his body." Yifei, this is the proprietress of the boss, you can call Aunt Ping, by the way, when Dad went to see you, many of the dishes he brought to you were made by your Aunt Ping. ”

Aunt Ping wiped her hands on her apron and said with a smile: "What are you doing here, Brother Yicheng, it's not that you didn't give money, I'm just doing this business." ”

Liang Yifei listened to the old man's tone to this woman, three points polite, seven points familiar, it seemed that he was a very good neighbor, so he stood up and said politely: "Aunt Ping, your skills are so good, if it weren't for your dishes, maybe I would have been bullied in prison." ”

"Hurry up and sit, sit and talk, just come out, if you want to eat something, my aunt will make it for you!" Aunt Ping said.

There is a menu on the table, which are very common home-cooked dishes, Liang Yifei has been in prison for two lifetimes, and he is indeed greedy, he can eat enough in prison, but there is no oil, let alone taste.

The dishes are not expensive, the pork is only five cents a pound this year, Liang Yicheng is a cadre of the propaganda department, and he has to have two hundred yuan a month, Liang Yifei brushed and ordered several dishes, all of which were hard dishes.

"Brother Yicheng, do you want to have some wine and celebrate?" Aunt Ping asked.

Liang Yicheng hesitated for a moment and smiled: "No, we still have to talk about things at night." ”

"Okay, you two will sit down for a while, and it will be fine immediately. ”

Aunt Ping turned around and went to the back kitchen to explain the cooking, Liang Yicheng waited for her to go away, coughed, and whispered: "Yifei, there is such a situation, Dad will discuss it with you." ”

"Dad, you say, I'll listen. Liang Yifei said.

Liang Yicheng nodded, considered the wording, and said: "Dad thinks you will be 19 this year, and in the future, if you want to start a family and live a life, you must have a job." I asked you Uncle Zhou to see if I could let you enter the factory as an apprentice. Uncle Zhou came home tonight, gave a reply, should talk to you, don't choke when the time comes, you will listen to what he says, go to the factory first, have a job and talk about other things. ”

'Uncle Zhou' is Zhou Wanxin, the director of the cannery, a demobilized cadre, and has a good personal relationship with Liang Yicheng.

Like many current factory and mine children, Liang Yifei has been a naughty and restless master since he was a child, smashed bricks and threw firecrackers at the dung pit when he was a child, and fought with a group of children from outside factories and society when he grew up.

Zhou Wanxin is a really good character, will he be afraid that a labor prisoner will make trouble with him?

It's really muddy, choking on fire, and the matter of entering the factory is yellow.

When the time comes, if my son is a prisoner in a labor camp, which unit dares to want him, will it want him? What will happen to his life in the future?

Liang Yifei said: "Dad, don't worry, what he says, I just listen to it." ”

Hearing that his son could say this, Liang Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief, Lao Huai said "good" with relief, took a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks holder, wiped them vigorously, and gently put them in front of Liang Yifei.

"As soon as you fly, the past is over, you are only 19, Dad is only 42, we both work hard, now the national situation is very good, and the future life is designated to be good." ”

"Okay, Dad, I'll listen to you. ”