XXII. The mantle

The rest of the meal was nothing new, just a meal together, but it was not a mixed sitting, with the male prisoner on one side and the female prisoner on the other, with two rows of tables and chairs in between, and the instructors sitting in the middle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoEven if you have good eyes and want to see your sweetheart, you have to stand up.

In the afternoon, there was a party program, the female prisoners staged a few small programs, and the male prisoners also had a few programs, and what made Hu Dafa envious was that the glasses, in addition to making a short report, also performed a small chorus. Hu Dafa saw it very clearly, this kid looked everywhere, until he found his prey, he fixed his eyes, and looked straight at it.

Hu Dafa looked in the direction of the glasses, it turned out that what the glasses were looking at was also the two sister flowers, they also sat at the same table, watching the program on the stage, with a smile on their lips, ruddy faces, and a lovely smile.

Alas, it turns out that the performance is better, and there are advantages! I knew this, so I also went up to sing, and I could look at it twice. "Alas, it's a pity! I should also go up and sing a song, and we should go to the cell together, sing a song, and put on a show! We usually perform well! Not worse than them!" In 1960, Wu Li regretted it more than Hu Dafa and said it directly.

"Yes, yes, there will be a chance next year!" said 1938.

"What's the chance? If you don't go out, can you guarantee that people won't go out? I can still accompany you here!? Just kidding!" Wu Li was very angry and scolded directly!

"Oh, by the way, let's find out what they have committed, and sentence them to a few years, and there are still a few more years left! If you go out with me, hey, this is a match made in heaven?!" 1938 thought.

"I see that you are not very sick! Do you know how many years are left for the people? Do you know the number of the people? Even if you know, who are you going to ask? The instructor of the women's prison, do you know you? If you ask people, can they tell you casually? Even if you tell you, can you ask people to go? You think beautifully!" Wu Li directly poured a basin of cold water.

"Alas, there's no chance!"

Hu Dafa is not interested in this show, and he is not very interested in this sister flower, after all, he can see it, but he can't touch it, not to mention, it takes a lot of effort to watch!

Lao Liu looked at the show, and also felt bored, glanced around, and nodded to Hu Dafa, Hu Dafa leaned over, thinking that something was wrong.

"Dafa, are you still watching?" asked Lao Liu in a low voice.

"What's the matter!Shall we go back?" Hu Dafa also understood what Lao Liu meant. Lao Liu nodded, bowed to the instructor, pointed to his heart, and closed his eyes slightly.

Hu Dafa understood that this was the reason why he wanted to go back early under the pretense that Lao Liu was not feeling well. Hu Dafa nodded, got up slightly, walked to the instructor who led the platoon of prisoners, and said softly: "Report to the government! 1942 is not feeling well, can I send him back to the cell first?"

"Oh?!" The instructor was fascinated by it, he really didn't think of it, frowned impatiently, pondered for a while, turned his head to look at Lao Liu, at this time, Lao Liu, lowered his head, covered his chest, and shook his head gently.

"What's going on? Does it matter?"

"He said, maybe he forgot to take medicine, maybe he ate too many dumplings!" Hu Dafa casually made up the reason.

The instructor's brows furrowed even deeper, "Okay, you send him back first, and I'll find someone to send you!" he said, looking around, and finally found an armed police soldier who was not very interested in the show, and walked towards him.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Lao Liu was supported by Hu Dafa, sent back to the cell, locked the door of the cell, and turned his head to express his gratitude to the armed police soldier. There were cameras in the corridor, the cell was locked again, and there were guards outside the cell, so you couldn't run, so the armed police soldiers nodded slightly, turned around and left.

"Master, have you taken the medicine?" are you feeling unwell?" asked Hu Dafa, very concerned. It's been more than half a year, Hu Dafa has no friends, the management here is strict, although there are a lot of murderers who come in in fights, but Hu Dafa is still a child, absolutely not causing trouble, and every day in addition to labor is to learn art, how can there be time to mess around. The only one who can have feelings is this old man. Although Hu Dafa is not an orphan, he is almost the same as an orphan. When he was six or seven years old, his father didn't want him anymore, so it can be said that he still lacked some fatherly love. In Lao Liu's place, Hu Dafa felt a bit like a father's love, and sometimes, he wanted to hug the pillow and cry. However, that's not what a man should do, and in the end, he held back. What I can give to Lao Liu, in addition to what I should do as an apprentice, I also have a little selfishness, that is, I hope to get some love similar to my father.

Lao Liu drank water, took a few pills, turned his head to Hu Dafa, who was doing push-ups, and said, "Dafa, come!"

"Master, what's wrong?" Hu Dafa walked up to Lao Liu, squatted down, and asked.

"Come, Dafa, Kneel!" Lao Liu's words are irrefutable, there is no room for relief, and a request is a request.

"En!" Hu Dafa agreed, but he was thinking in his heart, what is the situation? What's the matter? I haven't learned the lock technique yet, and I want to change it again? Hu Dafa honestly knelt in front of Lao Liu, lowered his head, and thought about things in his heart.

Lao Liu groped around his neck and found a thin rope, which was originally supposed to be red, but now it has been a long time and has become black. There is a ring tied in the middle of the string, which should be tied, Lao Liu is afraid that the ring will run around and fall off, so he uses a string to tie the ring and then wears it around his neck. Lao Liu took off his ring and said to Hu Dafa: "Stretch out your hand!"

"Ring, it turns out that Master still has this good thing? I can't see the gold and silver!" Hu Dafa thought to himself, and silently stretched out his hands flat.

Lao Liu looked at the thickness of Hu Dafa's fingers, and broke the ring ring on both sides, and the size of the aperture was more suitable for Hu Dafa's fingers. Lao Liu didn't say a word, and put the ring on the middle finger of Hu Dafa's left hand. Something was silently recited.

"Dafa, do you remember what our sect is called?"

"Master, I remember, my door is called Feihongmen!"

"Well! From today on, Hu Dafa is the thirteenth generation of my Feihong Sect Master! In the future, you will make decisions about things in the door!" Lao Liu paused slightly, and said in a slightly slower tone: "As a teacher, you are not required to carry forward your own sect, but as a craft, you must pass on the mastery of my sect." ”

"Yes, master!" Hu Dafa was puzzled, thinking to himself, what is this all about? Why did I become the head of the door all of a sudden, is that what the head of the door meant? How old am I? Who listens to me? If I am the head of the door and kick Uncle Xiong first, I will be mad when I look at his eyes. Hu Dafa pondered wildly.