Later, Yang and Fluttershy go home separately, and Fluttershy first informs Liu Zhen of the incident, and then goes to Qu Yingjiao's house, because his eldest brother and second brother are both government people, and they may be able to find out some news.

Please, Sister Ying, Fluttershy went home alone, looking at the flow of people who had nothing to do with her, she felt a little lonely, "If only there was no difference in the world." She thought to herself, when she returned home, fortunately, Lotus and Aunt Qin would not guard this cold house alone.

When it comes to dinner, Fluttershy and Aunt Qin Lotus cook together, which is also warm.

"When will the young master come back?" The lotus flower sat in front of the stove, and there was still a firewood in the stove.

"I'm not coming back." Fluttershy is washing vegetables with her sleeves rolled.

"Is the young master eating elsewhere?"

"Yes." Fluttershy thinks, "Eating somewhere else—in a prison cell." ”

"Lotus is talking a lot," Aunt Qin complained, "The fire is burning hotter, you see that this pot is not smoking, how can you stir-fry?" ”

"Oh." Lianhua hurriedly put firewood into the stove again, and put out the fire without paying attention, thick smoke rolled out from the stove, and the kitchen was full of smoke, choking several people speechless, and Aunt Qin was still coughing and scolding.

That night, Zhuang Yuncheng was imprisoned and locked in a cell, and he ate porridge for dinner, that's all, now there are not a few people who starve to death outside, and it is already okay to eat in prison, at midnight, he was woken up by hunger, and he couldn't sleep anymore, a small window was high, he couldn't even see the moon, at this time the candles on the candlestick outside were burned out, and the moonlight shining on the wall through the small window was the only light.

The surroundings were too quiet, so quiet that he began to panic in his heart, occasionally heard one or two insect chirps, he also felt a kind of relief, suddenly, the person in the opposite cell snored, Zhuang Yuncheng actually felt happy, he listened to the snoring, lay on the broken mat, looked at the dim moonlight on the wall, tried to think about something, but hunger made people's spirit and concentration unfocused, he temporarily gave up thinking, only in a daze.

At the same time, Yang Aomin found out that the original name "Cai Blind" and a person named "Li Ergou" were spies, and they were dispatched by a Beiyang official to sneak in from the start of the factory, and it was they who took advantage of the bribe of the cooks to smuggle in dozens of guns at the same time when they brought in a batch of vegetables in the afternoon, and took advantage of the gap between guards to pack dozens of guns into various boxes.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Yuncheng was so hungry that he didn't feel anything, and in the early morning light, he saw a huddled figure in the opposite cell in a trance, which was very familiar.

"Hey." Zhuang Yuncheng shouted.

The man didn't move, and Zhuang Yuncheng didn't have the extra strength to call him, and he was still lying down to save his strength.

The dawn opened, someone brought rice, it was still a bowl of porridge, this person was big-hearted, put the bowl at will, and the clear water on the surface of the porridge flowed out.

Zhuang Yuncheng got up and held it, smelling a rancid smell, "This is from last night." He thought, looking at the porridge with a clear layer of soup and rice with disgust, a little disgusted, he was already hungry and thirsty at this time, he licked his lips, frowned deeply, leaned over and took a sip, a salty smell rushed to his mouth and nose.

"Poof-" he spat out, muttering to himself, "even if you eat bran vegetables, you won't eat rancid!" ”

He put the porridge down and watched as the man on the other side of the cell put his fingers into the bowl and stirred it, stirred the water and rice well, and then drank it with his head up.

Zhuang Yuncheng grinned and shook his head, this person suddenly turned around, and Zhuang Yuncheng saw his face clearly.

"Aged?"

Chen Nian turned his head to look, "Young Master Zhuang?" He was amazed.

"How did you get in?" Zhuang Yuncheng asked.

"Grab the money." Chen Nian replied silently, and then asked, "What about you?" ”

"Smuggling arms."

"Arms, what is arms?"

"Guns."

He'd only heard of it, never seen it, and only nodded thoughtfully, his neck twitching.

Zhuang Yuncheng stared at him, feeling that this scene was a little familiar.

Immediately after, Chen Nian's face also twitched, he began to shake his head, and then began to scratch his body again and again.

"What's wrong with you?"

Chen Nian glanced up at him, and Zhuang Yuncheng was shocked to realize that he had lost weight like this, which reminded him of Zheng Gongming a few years ago.

Chen began to fidget, his dark paws scratching around his body, and suddenly, his mouth crooked, "Huh—for me—" he cried out in a deep voice.

"What for you?" Zhuang Yuncheng grabbed the frame of the cell with both hands, watching Chen Nian's every move.

"Let me out!" A scream came out of Chen Nian's throat: "Give me, save me, let me out!" ”

"Did you smoke a lot?" Zhuang Yuncheng saw that this symptom was exactly the same as Zheng Gongming back then.

Chen Nian couldn't hear at all, and was already on the ground rubbing his body, wriggling like an earthworm.

"Help, help!" Zhuang Yuncheng shouted.

"Shouting what?" A jailer approached.

"Save him." Zhuang Yuncheng glared at him.

"How to save it? Give him a big cigarette! The jailer glanced at Chen Nian and said indifferently: "He has two seizures a day, and it will be over after that." ”

After the jailer finished speaking, he left, Zhuang Yuncheng shouted a few times, he should not stop.

The old man squirmed in pain—his hands were scratching all over his body, scratching at blood of varying shades, his convulsive mouth was dripping with saliva, and his throat was torn at with a strange sound. Looking at him, Zhuang Yuncheng was dumbfounded, and his hairs stood up.

After half an hour, the old age gradually subsided, and he was sweating profusely, and he rolled on the ground again, so that he was black and swarthy, and he no longer looked like a person.

"Young master, give me porridge." Chen Nian was lying on the ground, but he looked up at the porridge in Zhuang Yuncheng's cell, his physical strength was greatly exhausted, he sweated a lot, and he was already hungry and thirsty at the moment.

Zhuang Yuncheng turned around and saw that the two mice were drinking the soup with relish, "Alas......" Zhuang Yuncheng shook his head and drove the mice away.

"Rats have eaten it, and you have either?"

"Yes."

Zhuang Yuncheng picked up the bowl of porridge, walked to the edge of the cell, couldn't hand it over, and called the prison guard, the prison guard handed the porridge to Chen Nian, Chen Nian was still lying on the ground, took the bowl and drank it gurgling, Zhuang Yuncheng pursed his mouth, and couldn't bear to look at him like this.

The Beiyang government followed the Western trial system and conducted a trial of Zhuang Yuncheng in the morning, but Zhuang Yuncheng never admitted that the guns were his own, and there was no way to lynch him, so he had to wait for instructions from above. Several soldiers still escorted him back to his cell.

By noon, Zhuang Yuncheng was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he remembered the bowl of glutinous rice in the morning, if it was presented to him now, he would drink it anyway.

Soon, the prison guards finally brought lunch - it was still a bowl of porridge, but it was thicker and fresher than in the morning, and it was accompanied by a few pieces of salty and salty vegetables.

"Chen, how much money did you rob?" Zhuang Yuncheng slept on the mat and asked.

"Not much."

"How long has it been?"

"A month."

"When did you come in?"

"Six days ago."

Zhuang Yuncheng closed his eyes and meditated, he was worried that Chen Nian would die in the cell if he continued like this, and at the same time felt strange, why did this Chen Nian be so silent, what he didn't know was that he smoked a lot, was caught and beaten for stealing money, and now he was in prison, these encounters have made him change from a cheeky hooligan to a lonely and gloomy autistic person.

In the afternoon, just as Zhuang Yuncheng was in a trance of hunger, two people approached the cell.

"Brother." Fluttershy probes her head and shouts.

Zhuang Yuncheng was confused, thinking that he was dreaming, but when he opened his eyes, he turned his head and saw that it was Fluttershy and Qu Yingjiao.

"You ...... Really? Zhuang Yuncheng sat up suddenly.

"Really." Fluttershy laughs, "I heard that the food in this cell isn't good, so Sister Ying and I brought you some." ”

"yes, you can eat some quickly." Qu Yingjiao opened the lunch box, and Fluttershy took out a bowl of rice and two dishes inside, and said, "Come and eat." ”

Zhuang Yuncheng got up and walked over to get it, just in time to see Chen Nian staring straight ahead.

"Give him half of it." Zhuang Yuncheng said.

"Who?" Fluttershy and Qu Yingjiao look over as unkempt and unkempt beggar-looking people.

Fluttershy feels familiar, but momentarily unrecognizable.

"He's old." Zhuang Yuncheng reminded.

"Miss." Chen Nian shouted.

"Huh? Old? Fluttershy looks at her in disbelief and asks, "How did this happen?" ”

"Don't ask, they're all starving," Zhuang Yuncheng said, "Give him half of it." ”

"Oh." Fluttershy hurriedly uses chopsticks to rush half of his meal from Zhuang Yuncheng's bowl for him.

Chen Nian reached out and took it, gobbling it up.

Zhuang Yuncheng took the rice bowl and took a few steps back to sit on the mat, and asked while eating, "How did you come in?" ”

Fluttershy laughs, "You don't look at anyone standing next to me.

Zhuang Yuncheng looked at Qu Yingjiao and smiled.

"It was my second brother who got through the relationship here, and we were able to get in." Qu Yingjiao said, "If you stay here for a few days, we can bring you food." ”

"That's for the best."

"Hehe......" Fluttershy and Qu Yingjiao both laughed and joked, "Looks like you didn't eat well, hey, tell us what we ate?" ”

"I'm not disgusted, but I can eat any bowl of serious rice that can be given to me, even if I don't have vegetables, but this morning I gave me a bowl of porridge, which I didn't eat."

"Oops, it's not good to stay in the cell, don't come in again."

"Where do you want to get so far, let's go out first this time." Zhuang Yuncheng shaved rice into his mouth and asked, "How is Yang Aomin there?" ”

"I didn't find anyone at his house in the morning, so I should be running errands outside, don't worry."

"There's no hurry." Zhuang Yuncheng ate the sea swallow, quickly finished eating, handed the bowl out, and said, "Thank you, Sister Ying." ”

"Thank you, take care of yourself."

"yes," says Fluttershy, "it's not good to stay here, so we'll go, and we'll come in the evening when we have time, and won't come when we don't." ”

"Okay, let's go, there's no place to sit here, and my feet hurt after standing for a long time."

"Hmm." Fluttershy packs up the dishes, puts them in a box, and goes out with Qu Yingjiao, who falls asleep on his side with his face in.