This is the second time that Ye Wenchuan has come to Bicheng in his life, but his life has fallen directly from a height.

When he first came, although he still had the label of a hillbilly and a poor man, he was also a phoenix man who came out of the ravine and ravine, and he was the pride of the whole village.

At that time, he was full of ambition and ambition, feeling that his life was about to reach the peak, and a bright future was beckoning to him.

This time, as a criminal, he was escorted to Beijing, handcuffed throughout the whole process, closely guarded, and even had to report to drink water and go to the toilet.

Before that, he still regarded his parents as his only hope, fantasizing that one day, maybe they could find a way to save him.

I never thought that my mother would die so easily.

didn't have time for him to dwell on whether to believe it, so he was taken directly to Bicheng.

Bicheng, Fu Yingshao, Leng Qingzhu.

The inevitable connection between these three made him have to suspect that his mother's death had something to do with those two men.

If so, is it another opportunity?

Ye Wenchuan tossed and turned, and did not sleep all night.

I was called up early the next morning.

In the past, the most hated Wotou pickles were eaten three times a day, and millet porridge and sorghum rice became the staple food.

Whether it is the correctional staff in the Northeast Prison or the guards here, they don't have a good face when they see him.

In prison, criminals like him are most despised.

What was once a college student's advantage has now become a shame.

Everyone looked at him with the look of "such scum is also a reader".

The only good thing is that since he was brought out, he doesn't have to be the boss in the cell, and the grandson is the same as the whole cell.

At this time, I miss the days when I was with Leng Qingzhu.

That girl has a bad temper but is not unreasonable, and she will think about him when she has any delicious food.

The Leng family also looked up to him everywhere for the sake of Leng Qingzhu.

That's when he's at his best.

It's a pity that time is gone.

Ye Wenchuan was nibbling on the pickles of the nest head while pondering, if all this really had something to do with Leng Qing Zhu Fu Yingshao.

He can be generous and open the net, as long as Fu Yingshao gets him out, Leng Qingzhu can return to him.

He must not be guilty of the past!

He raised his eyes and looked at the person who was guarding him.

He misses the beautiful vixen-like girl more and more.

Before breakfast was finished, the man who wanted to take him away came.

He didn't know this person's name, only the surname Cheng, so he quickly got up, nodded and greeted people.

The man just looked at him with a blank face.

Ye Wenchuan is becoming more and more disciplined.

"Hurry up, finish that mouthful!" Cheng Yi urged, and instead handed a cigarette to the people around him.

The two of them are.

Ye Wenchuan's buttocks hung on the stool emptyly, and he raised his head to look at Cheng Yi a few times.

This man was dressed in a uniform and a large cap, with a slender posture and a resolute look in his eyes.

At such a young age, the position is not low, which shows that the young and promising have unlimited prospects.

If nothing happens to you, it must be the same.

Thinking of this, there was a wave of anger in my heart, and it was because this person had been ignoring him, and he was resentful and dissatisfied.

How unfair is this world, why is it like Fu Yingshao and this person, without paying much, to have a great future?

And he worked hard for so long, but his future was ruined because of a mistake?

"Have you eaten yet?" The impatient scolding brought Ye Wenchuan back to his senses.

He hurriedly got up and drank the last mouthful of porridge: "I'm done eating!" ”

The police officer guarding next to him saw that all the dishes in his bowl were empty, and couldn't help but wonder: "Is this really here to mourn my mother?" Appetite so good? ”