"Third sister, I haven't eaten meat for a few months, and it's really slanderous, so I ......"

Needless to say, there's no need to ask for it, right?

Because it has been eaten into the stomach.

And the third sister sneered, and did not speak, but walked to the next person, who was also obedient, and obediently handed over the half of the chicken leg he had been given, and asked for it one by one.

Mu Tianen originally wanted to pick up the chicken leg and eat it, but in the end, he put it down and ate other dishes instead.

When a large basin was placed in front of her, Mu Tianen picked up the half of the chicken leg and put it inside, and then lowered his head and ate his share of the meal.

She has never had much attachment to meat, she doesn't eat meat, just eat vegetables, even if there are no vegetables, she can only eat rice.

And this third sister is obviously very satisfied with Mu Tianen's knowledge.

This newcomer has eyes, unlike other newcomers, all of them are dumbfounded, and they don't even have a little look.

Under Sister Tang's hands, you have to be well-behaved, so that you can live well.

Mu Tianen gave the chicken leg out, and there was no pity or reluctance, anyway, it was almost the same for her to eat or not, and when she finished eating, they each washed their own bowls, and then lined up and entered a large activity room.

It is made of small handicrafts that can be used to sell for money, and the money can finally be used to buy some necessary things here, such as toothpaste and the like, although I don't know how much, but this month, the general use is enough.

Especially what makes women more troublesome than men is that they come to their relatives every month, not to mention others, sanitary napkins and toilet paper are also necessary.

This is a prison, not a resort, and the state cannot unconditionally support those who have committed crimes, so they use their own hands to earn some money, so that they can also provide for their necessary living expenses for a month.

When she walked inside, she saw that the female prisoners had found their place to sit down.

"855," someone called Mu Tianen's number, Mu Tianen raised his head and walked over.

"Come here and cut the thread."

The man pointed to the plastic frame on the ground, and there were still a lot of insoles in the frame, and the threads on it were not cut.

Mu Tianen also knows that this is where insoles are made.

She sat down on a small stool, took out her scissors, and began to cut them.

It only costs a few cents to cut one, but it adds up to a lot, and it can be enough for her to buy daily necessities.

It's that she cut the thread all morning, and her hands are blistered by the scissors, and those who make insoles are the easiest work, and the thread cutting is probably the most tiring, so no one does this, because everyone does it, and because these are also reserved for these newcomers, they won't.

At noon, it was tofu and cabbage again, Mu Tianen hit his own part, and he didn't pick it, he found a place casually, and ate it quietly, of course, this time no one brought a pot to ask for meat, because even if he asked for it again, there was no meat to give.

After eating, it was the thread cutting head again, Mu Tianen's hands were sharpened by the scissors very painfully, and then she wrapped her hands around the corners of her clothes, so that it was easy to cut, and she did not grind her hands again.

She thought that if she continued like this, she would not seem to be sad.

When you get off work, the day will be over, and when you finish dinner, that's it, and dinner is no different, one person has a steamed bun, and if you can't eat enough, you won't starve to death.

And the third sister stretched out her hand in front of a person, who hesitated, and finally handed over her steamed bun.

Mu Tianen originally wanted to bite, but in the end she put it down, in case it was in her hand, at least she still had something to give.

Don't make trouble, don't talk much, that's what she wants to live now.

If someone else gives, she will give, and if others don't give, she will give.

However, those people didn't ask for a few, and the prison guard came, and the woman who was still horizontal just now suddenly got up, and bit on those steamed buns, but also shrank to the side and didn't get up, and the prison guard didn't leave, and turned around.

Mu Tianen took a bite of the steamed bun and then ate his own meal.

And in the evening, they have an hour to watch TV, but it's all news and the like, and you want to watch something else, there is no such thing at all.

Mu Tianen doesn't have much feeling about TV, she doesn't want to watch it, she is afraid of hurting her eyes, she only has one eye now, she has to take good care of it.

She still has to go out, and she has to raise her children, if she is blind, how will she take care of the trouble in the future, but she doesn't know if she is still the same person she used to be when she goes out from here?

She went to jail.

Back in that small cell, Mu Tianen walked to his small bunk and lay down.

There is nothing to do here, there is no entertainment, the prison guards are not allowed, and even their conversations are cautious and dare not speak out.

At this time, a female prisoner came over and happened to be sitting on the bed opposite Mu Tianen, and the two beds were very close to each other, and they were within reach.

I'm this, she pointed to the number sewn on her chest, and when they got here, it meant that they didn't have their own name, and everything was just that.

843, Mu Tianen glanced at the conference, this one came in earlier than her.

Here are all people who have sinned, some intentionally, some unintentionally, some unintentionally, some forced, some helpless, but no matter which one?

They are here to atone for their sins.

"855, how many years have you been sentenced?"

843 asked Mu Tianen.

And Mu Tianen was stunned for a moment, this is when she remembered that her current number was 855, and in the future, she would not be Mu Tianen, nor Tan Ning, she would be such a string of numbers.

855, in fact, is okay, at least, she feels better than that 838.

Mu Tianen lowered his head and gently poked his fingers.

"Three years."

She whispered that she would stay here for three years, but three years was too long.

"Three years?" 843 doesn't know if it's a sigh or an emotion?

"I still have two and a half years, I was green by the scumbag, I caught me red-handed, I took a table lamp, and I turned on the lady, and then I came in, and the dog man and woman were in love with each other."

Mu Tianen didn't speak, the impulse when she was angry, no one could say that she was wrong, but she still violated the law, she obviously had many ways to solve this matter, but she used the most drastic one.