Chapter 55: Trumpet Storm (3)
In the labor transformation production workshop, An Yajie sat in front of the sewing machine, sewing clothes quickly and skillfully. No one in the production workshop of Nuoda spoke, only the sound of the sewing machine "twittering ......".
It has been eight months since Anya Jie served her sentence in prison, and during these eight months, she has learned to knit sweaters, embroider, step on sewing machines, and make handicrafts.
She went from being clueless at the beginning, always scarring her hands, to now being familiar with the road and moving quickly. She didn't know how many times she was scolded and how many times she was secretly beaten by her roommate.
I remember the first time she made handicrafts, she used rattan to weave fruit baskets, because she was not skilled in making it for the first time, so because the quality was not up to standard, she was always forced to weave and dismantle, dismantle and weave.
It was not until 2 a.m. that everyone was allowed to rest, and at 5 a.m. everyone had to get up on time, and the roommates could only sleep for three hours, but the next day they had to work all day.
Several grumpy roommates came around after the lights went out, grabbed An Yajie's hair and pressed her head against the wall, An Yajie was held down by four or five people at the same time, unable to move.
The head hit the wall with a thumping sound.
At that moment, An Yajie suddenly lost the courage to live, and the strength she had been holding collapsed instantly at that moment, she didn't understand what she was living like this for.
At that time, she was thinking, "Just die, there will be no pain when you die, and she will be free." β
Anya Jie gave up the struggle, closed her eyes and waited for death to come.
When Anya Jie was about to lose consciousness, a stern reprimand stopped the group of red-eyed female prisoners.
"Stop me, hit her again and die." Room Director 809 looked coldly at the scene in front of him.
Only when a person is pushed to the limit can he stimulate the instincts hidden in his body, this is her personal experience, and it is also what everyone who comes in must experience.
Anya Jie sat down against the wall and sat on the ground, staring blankly at the roof, the blood on her forehead flowing down her eyes and staining her red.
A blood-red figure walked up to her and half-squatted down, rubbing An Yajie's bleeding forehead with a piece of paper that was not gentle.
"You don't have to feel aggrieved, everyone here has experienced what just happened. Here, even death becomes a luxury. β
"If you have anger and hatred in your heart, then vent them. And the way to vent is not suicide or beating, but working hard. β
"As long as you vent them, you will be comfortable, otherwise that breath will be held in your heart, and sooner or later one day it will suffocate you and make you worse than dead."
After putting a band-aid on Anya Jie's wound, the head of the room turned around and went to bed.
An Yajie sat motionless on the ground until dawn.
When the wake-up bell rang again in the prison, An Yajie stood up from the ground, her face expressionless, but her eyes were as indifferent as the other roommates.
She can't change her life, but life changes her.
When the prison guard came in, he found the wound on Anya Jie's forehead and asked her what was wrong, and Anya Jie said with a blank face that she was too tired yesterday and hit the wall with her eyes.
After hearing this, the prison guard did not say anything, but turned around and gave today's task.
Today's task is to knit sweaters, and after receiving the tools and materials, Anya Jie knitted them without saying a word, and the speed was staggering.
The roommates were dumbfounded one by one, and I am afraid that even the veterans they have been weaving for so many years can't catch up.
In the following tasks, An Yajie is like a change of hands, as long as it is a job she has not done, she will stand by and watch a person do it carefully.
She was able to do it herself in no more than five minutes, and she did it quickly and well.
The prison guards in charge of guarding them couldn't help but be amazed, it was the first time they had seen someone with such a strong learning ability.
After that night, An Yajie never dragged everyone back because of the indicator task.
Today's sewing machine work An Yajie exceeded the task again, and the prison guard praised her a few words, asking her to behave well and strive to apply for a commutation of sentence after one year.
Because of the provisions of the Criminal Law, a prisoner who has been sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than five years but not more than ten years can only apply for a commutation of sentence after serving one year and six months.
Anya Jie smiled and didn't speak, her mood is much calmer now than when she first came, and she has slowly adapted to life here.
She regards her current life as a kind of training, and she wants to use the pain to remind herself and find a direction for herself in the confusion.
Today is Sunday, and it happens to be the day of the queue to take a shower.
The prison stipulates that she should take a bath once a week, which is Anya Jie's favorite day, and there is no one.
Turn on the big faucet and let the water run over your head, and the feeling of comfort is indescribably relaxing.
It washes away the dust, sweat, and fatigue that have accumulated over the days, giving you the courage to face the next week.
If there is a hope in prison, then the day of the bath is the hope of Anya Jie, she is looking forward to tomorrow in order to take a bath.
Although the whole bathing process will not take more than ten minutes, it is enough for Anya Jie.
There is a time limit for everything you do in prison, such as getting up like this, eating like this, and even taking a shower.
Each person can not take a shower for more than fifteen minutes, including queuing, if someone washes too slowly, the people behind may just enter the bathroom and the faucet has not been turned on, and the time is up.
So if anyone washes slowly, it will definitely cause public outrage.
Anya Jie quickly took a shower and got dressed, and was about to come out when she heard scolding from the door of the bathroom next door.
"831, your girl's movements are a little numb, the old lady hasn't washed yet, if you don't come out again, I'll kick the door."
As soon as An Yajie heard this voice, she knew that it was 808 in the same cell, who was tall and big, which was directly proportional to her temper, and An Yajie was bullied by her when she first came.
"It's out, it's out." A weak voice hurriedly agreed, she was really afraid that 808 would kick the door desperately.
When Anya Jie came out, 831 also came out of the bathroom next door. Perhaps because he was in too much of a hurry, the top two buttons of the 831 prison uniform were not buttoned.
An Yajie suddenly saw a few very red marks on her chest, 831 saw that An Yajie was looking at her, and quickly reached out to cover her neckline, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed on her pale face.
Anya Jie was at ease, and suddenly sympathized with this girl who was only two years older than her.
Usually when they don't get work in prison and they don't have to go to class, they can sit in their cells and chat, and they privately call such days "holidays".
The content of their chat is also very simple, it is nothing more than asking each other what did you do? Why did you get in?
At first, everyone hid and didn't want to talk about it, but after a long time, they found that everyone was almost the same, and no one was cleaner than anyone else.
So later, they chatted and even began to ridicule who committed the greater crime.
831's real name is Yang Yun, and after graduating from high school, he didn't get admitted to college, so he went to the city with a few companions in the town to work.
When a young and beautiful girl like her goes to a big city, she will be more or less infected by the bright lights of the big city.
began to envy girls of the same age, who could carry LV bags and ride in a BMW in this big city.
Yang Yun, like some girls who love vanity, uses herself as capital to win the favor of a big boss, or become one of the many mistresses of a big boss.
The boss squandered her body, and she squandered the money the boss gave.
Her existence finally angered the original partner in the boss's family, and the original partner angrily found the villa where the big boss took care of Yang Yun.
Yang Yun was taking a bath on the second floor, and the original partner rushed in and slapped Yang Yun twice, and before Yang Yun could react, she was dragged out of the bathroom by the original partner's hair.
"Don't you like to show people, then go out on the street and let everyone have a good look." As he spoke, he dragged Yang Yun downstairs.
Yang Yun was so frightened that her legs were weak, she knew how tough this boss lady was.
Yang Yun desperately grabbed the fence on the second floor: "I'm not going, I'm not going." β
In the process of the two pulling each other, Yang Yun pushed the original partner down from the fence on the second floor by mistake, and when the original partner fell from the second floor, his head hit a metal decorative table on the ground, and he was killed on the spot.
Before she died, her eyes were wide open, staring at Yang Yun viciously, and Yang Yun was directly paralyzed.
The result can be imagined, Yang Yun, who has no money and no power, has a rich and powerful original partner, and the other party directly upgraded her from manslaughter to intentional homicide.
In the presence of "human evidence" and "physical evidence", Yang Yun was sentenced to 10 years in prison.
When her mother found out about this, she collapsed on the bed; His father was so angry that he beat his chest and threatened that there would be no more of his daughter.
Yang Yun was imprisoned in despair, but when she arrived in prison, she realized that this was just the beginning of another suffering.
An Yajie walked to Yang Yun's side: "Xiao Yun, are you okay?" β
An Yajie still has a good impression of Yang Yun, this cowardly girl has a kind heart, An Yajie always remembers that this girl helped her when she first came.
Yang Yun shook her head but did not speak.
An Yajie pursed her lips: "If you really can't bear it, I'll go tell the chief for you." β
Yang Yun quickly looked up at An Yajie, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.
"IβWhat you're talking about, I don't understand." With that, he turned his head away.
Anya Jie sighed and didn't say anything more.
At this time, Zhang Shengnan was 830, whistling past the two of them.
An Yajie looked at Zhang Shengnan's slightly wet short hair hanging down in front of her forehead, with stylish sword eyebrows and a long melon seed face, she really thought she was a man if she didn't know.
Zhang Shengnan was a well-known band guitarist before she was imprisoned, and she has always taken a neutral route, flamboyant and fun-loving.
She went to jail because she was hit and killed by a drunk driver, but instead of calling the police, she drove away in a car. Later, the police found her according to the surveillance, and Zhang Shengnan was sentenced to ten years in prison.
Zhang Shengnan never dared to trouble An Yajie again because he was taught a lesson by An Yajie, so he had to continue to focus on Yang Yun.
Jingle Bell ......
When the prison bell comes back to mind, it means it's time to go to bed again.
An Yajie and other female inmates lined up to enter the cell from the outside, and they would line up to go to the toilet before going to bed.
Here, not only is your freedom not yours, but your time will never be yours.
As soon as An Yajie sat on the bed, Zhang Shengnan walked in in a good mood, but Yang Yun, who was following her, had a sad face, and there were even tears flashing in her eyes.