Chapter Ninety-Eight: Hunger Strike (5)
The jailers cursed against them, silently and quickly put down the dishes, and took away the old dishes, and left, fortunately those are not dirty, and stew them again, the brothers have breakfast tomorrow, but it is a pity that they are a little extravagant, these things are reluctant to spend money to eat so good on weekdays.
With the jailers gone, it meant that the daylight of the day was coming to an end.
From the early morning light to the current dark firelight, those sons and daughters seem to have passed many years.
They have always considered themselves noble, and although some people do not treat each other very well, they also admit that the other is noble.
Especially the daughters looked at the beautiful young men in the past opposite, and the sons looked at the slender and beautiful girls in the past opposite, and the once beautiful other party was as depressed as themselves, and they couldn't help but have a feeling of despair like a dream.
Guan Kuo glanced at them and said, "The glitz is gone, and the plain is true." ”
Then fall asleep.
He's been in prison once, and last night was another night, and it feels like it's actually quite good here, and there are so many people around, so it's natural to do everything, eat well, today's practice is already good, it's time to sleep.
Ji Xiaoguang, who was next door, also got the dishes in Fangcai, he finished eating silently, and continued to shrink in the corner, not knowing if he was thinking about his thoughts or preparing to sleep.
There was still a commotion in the surrounding cells, and it was almost evening, and they had been hungry for most of the day, and they had been standing for most of the day, and the scene they had hoped for did not appear.
They're about to collapse.
They don't understand what their grandfathers, fathers, and brothers are doing, they don't know if anything happened, and even if they do, where they went, why didn't they get any news?
Shang Weeping Liu and Wen Yuhao looked at each other with a sad face.
Her slender and feeble calves trembled, let out a scream, and her body fell backwards involuntarily.
After standing for so long, it was difficult for her to be a weeping willow, but no matter how arrogant she was, her legs would not obey her.
Wen Yu's delicate face changed slightly, and she walked up quickly to support the other party, but she was too busy to take care of herself, and as soon as her legs were stressed, she couldn't support them, and let out a sigh, and fell to the ground with Shang Weeping Willow in her arms.
From the outsider's point of view, she threw herself directly into Shang Weeping's arms and threw Shang Weeping Willow to the ground, like a squinting man, so this scene stunned the surrounding sons and daughters.
"They...... What are you doing? Long Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked the boy beside him.
"No...... I don't know......" The child's face was ugly.
Long Fei and Shang Weeping Willow live very closely, so his coveting of Shang Weeping Willow is well known, and now he is really uncomfortable to see the woman he covets in his heart so embarrassed.
Wen Yuhao picked up the hem of his skirt, looked at it, looked at the stains on it, and then raised his hand, and saw that his white palm was also bruised, and it was very dirty, and the grievances in his heart were indescribable, and suddenly tears flowed down.
Shang Weepingliu's red lips trembled, gently patted Wen Yuhao's back, and threw out the handful of straw he grabbed in his hand hatefully, with a look of anger: "Miss Ben has had enough!" ”
"Sister Shang, what should we do?" The daughter of the Miao Mansion next door saw Wen Yuhao sobbing in a low voice, and couldn't help but be infected, she picked up the hem of her skirt, squatted close to the cell next door, and looked at her main backbone, Shang Weeping Willow, her nose was sore, and she suddenly cried.
Her crying appearance is very pitiful, and it is very inconsistent with her ruthless appearance in the past.
As the saying goes, there is something hateful about the wretched.
Shang Weeping Liu and Wen Yuhao were already dirty anyway, and they had been standing for most of the day today, and with their physical fitness, they couldn't bear it, so they simply sat on the ground.
Seeing them like this, the daughters of the sons who were still standing felt that their legs were getting more and more tired, and a few of them squatted down like the daughters of Miaofu, but although they felt a little better, they were still very uncomfortable.
Tao Qiu signaled that he was hungry with his gaze to Zuo, and Zuo glanced at the colder and colder dishes outside the prison door and shook his head.
"That kind of thing, I won't eat it, if I starve and something happens, they will die without a place to be buried, don't worry, those dogs who don't have long eyes will always give in, the way is not that there is nothing, but they don't want to think about it!"
"I don't know how to eat it, I think, my grandfather will take me back later, and I will have a good meal when I go home, Brother Zuo, do you want to come, let me think about it, what to eat, noodle soup and sheep's blood? Beef and mutton buns? Spicy soup with meatballs? What else ......"
Although we know that today is not good, people will still have unrealistic fantasies, which is the motivation for many people to persevere, such as ...... Insist on a hunger strike?
None of them could sleep, except for Shang Weeping Liu and Wen Yuhao, everyone else was still squatting or standing, naturally they would not sleep, they were still looking forward to the mansion would send someone to rescue them, or the eagle would find a way to solve their "food and lodging" problem, probably so many people thought together, and the strength of the number of people made them feel that their expectations were still not small.
But in the end, it was all in vain.
Their complaint, which they thought was imposing, gradually turned into murmuring, probably because they were too tired and hungry.
Most of them have been living a life of fine clothes since they were born, so they don't know how to spend their time in prison now.
The light of the fire flickered all the time, and a faint figure appeared in the distance, probably a jailer who briefly probed and found that nothing was wrong, and quickly left.
The eagle and the others were indeed ready to "serve" these people, but helplessly these people were really difficult to do, so they couldn't afford to serve, could it be that they couldn't hide?
There was not much difference between day and night in prison, only the deeper and deeper sleepiness told them that it was already late at night.
Long Fei heard a slight belly "growling" sound, and when he raised his eyes, it was actually Shang Weeping Willow, and he couldn't help but show a look of disbelief, thinking that such a beautiful chick would be so down.
Shang Weeping Liu felt the gaze he looked at him, and his pretty face turned red and his face was annoyed.
Wen Yu scolded "what to see", and used her body to block Long Fei's gaze at Shang Weeping Willow, but her voice actually seemed a little weak.
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Guan Kuo opened his eyes, and the light around him was still there, but he guessed that it should have been early in the morning.
The noisy whining and cursing in his ears before going to bed had disappeared, and he saw that most of the sons and daughters who were holding their delicate and noble thoughts were curled up in the corners, leaning against each other and falling asleep.
He smiled and looked up at a cell.
He was woken up by a squirming sound, although it was not loud, but because of the content of the bamboo slips, he was now very sensitive to all movements, and he didn't have any other thoughts about this sound, just a curiosity.
It was an ugly-looking boy, squatting on the ground, and one hand was stretched out, and in front of his hand were those dishes that had already been cold.
(End of chapter)