Prison Hall Stage. More than a dozen female inmates are rehearsing a dance program. Although the female inmates wear prison uniforms, their movements are both graceful and neat, which is pleasing to the eye. Xiang Mei, who led the dance, even used a mixed trick, sweating profusely, and was extremely serious. It's a pity that he is not a professional after all, and several actions are not in place, which inevitably affects the enjoyment of the entire show.

Luo Jiaojiao got up anxiously on the side, rushed to Mei and yelled: "What's the matter, this dance has been practiced for more than two months, and in eighteen days it will be the prison New Year's Day show, and the leaders of the Department of Justice will come to review, at your level, how can you handle it at that time, the ugly words are ahead, and the leaders will not be satisfied, and don't think about taking any of the reform activists." ”

Yang Feilan, who was next to her, hurriedly handed the teacup to Luo Jiao, and said with a smile: "Luo Jiao, don't worry, their level, although they can't catch up with professionals, but they are considered to be at a high level among amateurs, and they practice for more than ten days, plus lighting and costumes, they can't see it at all if they are not professionals, and the leaders of the Department of Justice are not learning this dance major, what are you afraid of, it's a big deal to dim the lights when performing unpracticed movements." ”

"Alas, look at your oily tone, I know that you haven't reformed well, and you will be released from prison in ten days, and I still want to paste the leader, I regret it, last year's provincial reform should not be given to you, with you leading the dance, I am not in a hurry at all, I am a one-word horse on the stage, and with a little jiu-jitsu, I can watch the audience stunned, no matter how bad it is for you to perform martial arts, it can also raise the level of our prison art team by a big cut, I really shouldn't give you so many sentences!" Luo Guan took a sip of water and said with a smile.

"A saving savings is two years, that's what I worked hard to earn, is it easy for me to save labor? I want to be a cultural teacher, but also a life teacher, the cultural activities in our prison area are organized by me every time, and the programs are all arranged by me. Yang Feilan deliberately pretended to be aggrieved and said.

"I know that you have worked hard," Luo Guanjiao put the teacup in his hand to the side, and said: "It's not that you shouldn't be commuted, but I think you should be given less reduction, even if you are given less credit, you can stay for dozens of more days, so that I can stay with peace of mind until New Year's Day." ”

After speaking, she waved to the dancers and said: "Take a break, transformation is a persistent thing, as long as you pay, there will be a reward, I have reported your awards last month and this quarter's merits, none of them are missing, as long as the commendations and merits come up, you still need to bear the years of hard work?" Yang Feilan is leaving, now I will ask someone to teach dance outside for five or six hundred days, this free one is not in vain, let Yang Feilan go through Xiang Mei's movements, Yang Feilan, on. ”

"Yes, officer!" After Yang Feilan finished speaking, she said to the inmates of the dance team: "You are tired of practicing, take a break and drink a glass of water, watch me walk through the movements of the dance, and then correct your shortcomings, this is the curtain call of my literary and artistic career in prison, everyone sisters, don't let me lose face!" ”

……

I was eighteen years old.

The crime went to the labor camp,

I miss my hometown and my relatives,

I miss my handsome man.

Mom and Dad came to see me,

The temples are already gray-haired.

Tears in the cold wind,

Hide your sadness with a forced smile.

Daddy, Mommy,

I am your kinsman,

How can I let you go?

Three watches in the middle of the night,

I got up quietly,

Holding on to the iron window,

I look at my hometown,

The moon of my hometown,

Spill into the cell.

I let the moonshine,

Give me a letter,

The letter reads:

Bless Daddy,

In good shape

Bless Daddy,

Longevity without borders,

My daughter must be reformed well,

Strive to return to your hometown as soon as possible.

……

It was nine o'clock in the evening, and the lights went to bed at ten o'clock in the prison area. The rest of the prison cells were still gathered in the hall to watch TV. Although the members of the literary and artistic team did not have rehearsal tasks, they still spontaneously gathered in the floor activity room to familiarize themselves with their programs.

Xiang Mei will take over Yang Feilan's position as a teacher, and at this time she is practicing the prison song "Eighteen Years Old" written by Yang Feilan. Although the lyrics are simple, Xiang Mei has an excellent voice, and she sings in a low and bleak voice, which is very infectious, and even Yang Lan is a little stupid to listen to.

"Eldest sister, your song is really well written, I read your big account, a fixed time of 10,000 per month, plus the transfer from the detention center, excluding the monthly quota of 300 to 500 in the big account, now there are more than 800,000 left, your family is good enough to you, knowing that you can only spend three or five hundred yuan a month, you still can't help but send so many to settle your heart, you can be considered a little rich woman with the money you brought out of the big account, it's just that they are so rich and so kind to you, why haven't they come to see you for so many years?"

After singing, Xiang Mei asked Yang Feilan curiously.

"The money was sent by my sister, she runs a company, this is the desert, thousands of miles, how can she be free? I actually don't want to charge her so much money, I just want her to feel at ease, don't worry about me, go out and find that if she is bad money, I will pay her back, if she is really not bad money, I will help her save, if she is in a good mood, you can also help her spend some, anyway, I am her sister, and it is not bad to touch my sister. ”

Yang Feilan said very casually.

"It's worthy of being the eldest sister, it's refreshing enough, don't forget that we are difficult sisters and sisters, not much different from our own sisters, develop better, if the commutation goes well, I can also come out next year, you can let me get a little light, let me mix with you," Xiang Mei said.

"That's inevitable, who calls us both sisters and fellow countrymen? After you went out, you contracted me the things at home, and I didn't forget that the underwear I wear every year was sent by your mother? Anyway, I'm going to go to your house when I go home, I'll go to your house first," Yang Feilan said.

When Xiang Mei heard this, she smiled and said: "It's interesting enough, Zhou Wei made a family call, I will tell my mother, let her get ready, and make you feel at home, haha." ”

……

After the lights went out, Yang Feilan was on the iron frame bed, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep.

My family knows my own business. After she was transferred from the detention center to the desert, she and her family only received a letter through a letter, although she received money from her sister every month. Except that when she was in the detention center, her sister told her that she had found a good man and opened a company, but she didn't know anything about her family's situation.

She and her sister are twin sisters. She was born only six minutes before her sister.

Her sister's name is Yang Shixiu.

In fact, the parents named their sisters Yang Fei Nan and Yang Shi Nu respectively. The reason is simple, parents who can only have one child feel that the ideal state is to have a boy and a girl when they know that they are pregnant with twins. As a result, the first one was a girl, and the second one was also a girl.

Feeling that there were no regrets for the boys, they used a very simple method when choosing names, and chose two names with anticipation:

Oh, the first one is not the boy you want, so simply call Yang Feinan. If it's not a boy, it's called a non-man. The nickname has become a male baby.

Second, a boy who is still not what he wants, and a man who doesn't bring a handle, simply calls Yang is female. The nickname is called Girl.

The two sisters were called "male babies" and "female babies". The good thing is that their uncle is a primary school teacher, and when they were about to sign up for school, they felt that the name was too "pit girl", so they changed the feminine words to them according to the pronunciation: Yang Feilan, Yang Sixiu.

On a night like this, Yang Feilan inevitably thought of her sister.