Chapter 53: Trumpet Storm (1)
The hour hand of "Jingle bell, jingle bell......" had just pointed to five o'clock, and the crisp wake-up bell rang in Xinqiao Women's Prison in X City.
Cell 665, like the rest of the cell, quickly got up and dressed as soon as the bell rang.
All of them were dressed the same, except for the number on their chests, which in prison was their name.
After everyone folded the quilts on the bed, they all sat on the stools side by side, waiting for the prison guards to "open the seal", which means opening the door of the cell.
In less than five minutes from getting up to waiting for the "opening", the people sitting on the stools looked blank and did not say a word, repeating this unchanging life every day like the walking dead.
But today seemed a little different, the prison guard came a few minutes later than usual, and when the cell door opened, the prison guard was followed by a young woman of eighteen or nineteen.
When they saw the prison uniform she was wearing, everyone suddenly realized that today is the 5th, and the 5th of each month is the "new closing day" of the prison.
They have lost track of time, of everything outside.
When the guards entered, everyone stood up in unison.
The whole cell was not large, with six high and low beds placed against the wall on the left and right, but there were only nine people in this cell, standing side by side in front of the bed, and the small cell seemed crowded.
It's summer again, and the hot and crowded environment makes everyone feel depressed.
The prison guard glanced at the people in the cell: "Today, you have a new roommate in your cell, 1158846. ”
"She will be here to transform and learn with you, and I hope you will help each other, work together, and strive to complete the transformation as soon as possible, and leave here to start a new life."
The prison guard's rousing speech did not provoke much reaction from the nine roommates, who looked at Anya Jie beside the prison guard with blank expressions.
An Yajie also looked at the nine people opposite, the oldest of them was about fifty years old, and her hair was already a little gray, but her indifferent eyes made people feel that her actual age was not that old.
The youngest looked about twenty years old, white and pure, and you could see how loveless she was from her godless eyes.
When An Yajie's gaze swept to the next person, she frowned slightly, not because of how ugly this person looked, on the contrary, she looked ......
Very handsome, twenty-five or six-year-old, with short hair, and the eyebrows are very stylish sword eyebrows, which should have been specially made before being imprisoned.
The reason why An Yajie frowned was because this person was looking her up and down with a smile, and she was the only one among all the female prisoners who had a bright eye.
It can be seen that she has not been consumed by this repressed life, and she seems to be enjoying it.
An Yajie was very uncomfortable with her, and she looked at herself like a leopard that had been hungry for a long time and suddenly saw a little white rabbit.
"864, here's your bed." The guard pointed to a bunk next to the door.
"Today, the first day you come, you don't have to do activities with them, and someone will take you to class later. From tomorrow onwards, you will study and work with them. ”
"Everyone else has a normal routine." As soon as the prison guard's voice fell, everyone turned around and took out toiletries from under the bed, and walked out of the cell in an orderly manner under the leadership of another prison guard.
An Yajie and the other "new incisions" were taken to a classroom for "new education".
The so-called "new education" is to explain to new inmates the work to be carried out in prison, the discipline to be observed, the matters that need special attention, and the system of rewards and punishments in prison.
The instructor's loud voice rang out in the classroom: "Get up at 5 o'clock in the summer and 6 o'clock in the winter. When you wake up, the quilt must be folded neatly and placed neatly, and all of the above must be done within an hour from getting up to washing, going to the toilet, and then eating breakfast. ”
"Change clothes and take a shower once a week, including the time spent in line for a shower, for no more than fifteen minutes per person."
"Let's talk about the labor reform system, which has a lot to do with your vital interests, and everyone will listen with their ears pricked up."
The instructor stood on the podium and swept the people under the podium one by one, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and people did not dare to look directly.
"Everyone has to undergo labor reform after they come in, and you have a set target for your daily work, and if you can't complete the target for the day, you have to complete it even if you do it all night."
"There is one special note, you should remember one by one. When carrying out labor work, tools are your life, people must be in tools, and tools must be there when people are not there, do you understand? ”
"Understood."
"Be louder."
"Understood." The crisp and loud female voice echoed in every corner of the classroom.
An Yajie later learned that the reason why there was so much tension about tools in prison was because many people could not bear the high level of physical overdraft and more importantly, mental pressure, so they thought of suicide and self-harm.
If someone commits suicide, all the captains of the large, medium, and small teams in the prison will be transferred, and the "rehabilitation activists" target for the entire brigade will be halved.
In the team of the person who committed suicide, the qualification of each prisoner for a commutation that year was invalidated.
Every prisoner is working hard inside, just hoping to get his sentence commuted, and if his year's efforts are in vain because of other people's affairs, it will be an extremely heart-wrenching thing.
Anya Jie's first day in prison ended with the instructor's sonorous teaching.
Anya Jie slept in bed tossing and turning, thinking about what tomorrow's labor would be?
At this time, she suddenly heard a sound of Suosuo, and An Yajie suddenly became alert, and slowly turned her head to look at the place where the sound came from.
A person sat up on the upper bunk opposite her, and An Yajie frowned, isn't this the one who seems to be smiling at her today? Her number seems to be 830.
There is a dark light in the cell, and you can see vaguely at night.
I saw 830 tiptoe down from the top bunk, and actually ...... Oh, my God! An Yajie was so shocked that she covered her mouth suddenly.
She actually got into the quilt of the bed in the lower bunk, and An Yajie remembered that the bed was sleeping with a girl in her 20s, codenamed 831.
Anya Jie has a good memory, and at the first glance of the prisoners inside, she memorized the physiognomy and number of the people inside.
"Sister Xiaonan, I'm really uncomfortable today, can I ......?"
"Shut up." A rough voice interrupted the reluctant voice.
Anya got goosebumps all over her body, and she looked up at the other people on the beds.
Some slept peacefully, some snorted loudly, some rolled over heavily, and some covered their ears in disgust.
From their reactions, it can be seen that this should not be the first time this kind of thing has happened, and the people in this cell are no longer surprised.
Anya looked at the bed board above her head: "Prison, is it the good people who have transformed the bad people, or the bad people who have transformed the good people." ”
Jingle Bell ......
The bell rang at 5 o'clock, and the people in the cell began to repeat the day's life as quickly as robots received instructions.
Because An Yajie has been practicing martial arts with her grandfather since she was a child, it is not difficult for her to get up early.
She quickly got up and dressed, and glanced at 831 opposite. I saw that her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was paler than yesterday, although her face was not good, but the movement of folding the quilt was not slow at all.
When the prison guard came in and saw Anya Jie's boxy quilt, he nodded with satisfaction: "846, yes, very adaptable." ”
You must know that when many "new invaders" first came in, just folding the quilt will delay everyone for a lot of time, because as long as the quilt is not qualified, the next work cannot be carried out, which will inevitably affect the progress of the day's indicators.
Therefore, the people who hold everyone back will inevitably be squeezed by the people in the same cell.
An Yajie put her hands behind her back and held her chest out: "Thank you for the compliment, I will continue to work hard." ”
"Well, that's good."
After everyone had washed up and had finished breakfast, the prison guards gave them the content and amount of work for the day.
"Today's task is to knit sweaters, each person has to knit one, 846 you are new here, the task is halved, you only need to knit half a sweater."
"Everyone must complete the task before turning off the lights and going to bed, otherwise everyone will work overtime."
As soon as the prison guards finished speaking, someone brought in the tools and materials for knitting sweaters one by one.
An Yajie was dumbfounded, knitting a sweater? How to weave? She has lived with her grandfather since she was a child, and in addition to practicing martial arts, she is studying, or fighting with others.
She's good at this fight, but it's the first time she's heard of knitting sweaters.
An Yajie was holding two bamboo sticks that were thinner and longer than chopsticks, and she was a little overwhelmed.
She watched the other roommates turn the bamboo skewers in their hands at a machine-like speed, and the thin yarns beat happily on the skewers as if they had come to life.
After a while, they were densely intertwined and connected into a large piece.
An Yajie opened her mouth wide in surprise, she never knew that there were people in the world who knitted sweaters so fast.
"Damn, you're watching the show, don't you work soon." 809, the oldest and most indifferent female prisoner, yelled at Anya Jie, but the movements of her hands did not slow down at all.
An Yajie was a little embarrassed: "I, I won't." ”
An Yajie, who has always prided herself on being smart, also felt at a loss at this time, and she didn't know where to start.
"No, you don't know, you just stand there and don't move?" 809 is unforgiving, but the movements in his hands are getting faster and faster.
An Yajie was sprayed, wanting to get angry, but she didn't know where to start.
"I'll teach you." A weak voice came.
It was 831 who spoke, and An Yajie was a little moved, smiled at her and nodded.
"Okay, thank you."
831 also smiled at Anya Jie, she smiled and had two small dimples on her face, which were very beautiful and cute, no wonder they would attract people's attention.
Thinking of this, An Yajie glanced at the "handsome" 830, but she didn't expect 830 to be looking at her all the time, An Yajie frowned.