When he arrived at Daxinghe Tuanhe Station, Qin Huairu carried his bag and walked for more than ten minutes before arriving at the place.

Qin Huairu first looked at the periphery of the barbed wire, and through the barbed wire, he could see the children who were moving inside.

Said to be children, in fact, they are all half-aged, from thirteen to sixteen or seventeen, all wearing checkered clothes in the playground, everything here is similar to the campus, but the education level is different.

It is in this that the stick terrier is being educated and ready to be a new person.

Qin Huairu is very confident in his son, and when his son comes back in the future, she will help to explain the matter of her son's marriage to his daughter-in-law.

Don't look at the stick terrier being locked up for a few years, after finishing the education here, he will go to the countryside for labor reform.

In the past few years of labor reform, the stick terrier will definitely be sensible after coming back, and he will definitely know how to be filial to her, and when he says a big fat daughter-in-law to the stick terrier in the future, he will definitely give birth to a big fat boy, so she will retire and make fun of her grandson, it's not good to think about it.

This is Qin Huairu's motivation, in fact, I think too much, no one dares to ask for a job for people who come out of here, and they don't want to sweep the streets.

And the stick terrier is still a labor prisoner, and he also said that the stick terrier said that his daughter-in-law, does anyone like it!

Whoever is looking for a girl like him, don't look at the girl in the countryside and want to marry into the city, no one will look at it like this.

Even if the girl agrees, the girl's parents won't agree, and they don't want to meet people in the village.

Qin Huairu first took a turn outside, looked at it, and found that the stick terrier was not in the playground, so he went in.

When she went inside to report and found the previous Officer Feng, Qin Huairu told Officer Feng that she was asked to go to the visiting room and wait.

It's not that you can't see the children inside, you can see them once or twice a month, like Qin Huairu comes every week, and the police persuaded her to explain.

Qin Huai Rucai doesn't care about this, as long as he sees his son.

Qin Huairu waited in the visiting room for a long time, and the stick terrier appeared from the opposite door with an excited face.

"Mom~ You're here......"

"Terrier ......"

Qin Huairu got up and grabbed the iron window in front of him, looked at the stick terrier behind him, and suddenly reached out tremblingly and touched the stick terrier, his face was still bruised, and he cried and asked, "Woo, what's going on?" Have you been beaten. ”

The stick terrier ducked back, shook his head unnaturally, and said, "No, I'm fine inside." ”

Then he stepped forward through the window of the iron cage, saw the big bag under Qin Huairu's feet, and hurriedly said, "Mom, don't say it, give me the things first." ”

"Oh, these are your favorite foods, and some clothes, now that the weather is cold, you can wear more in it in the future, don't catch a cold......"

The stick terrier said impatiently to Qin Huairu: "I know, I know." ”

After speaking, he took the things handed in from the window one by one, and when he saw the roast duck, the stick terrier immediately unwrapped the oil paper and waited for the roast duck to be taken out.

The stick terrier smelled the fragrance, the gluttonous saliva was about to come out, his right hand was weak, he couldn't exert his strength, he grabbed the roast duck with his left hand, opened his mouth and bit down a duck leg meat, gobbled it up.

While eating, he said excitedly to Qin Huairu: "Mom, you are so good."

You don't know, you know, I'm thinking of you coming to see me, and every time I come, I bring me something delicious, and if you don't come, I don't know how to live. ”

Qin Huairu pursed his lips and said worriedly: "You eat slowly, don't choke on ......"

"If it doesn't work, you can go back and eat, what does it look like to eat here."

After speaking, Qin Huairu also looked at the two policemen standing inside.

In this way, the stick terrier ate faster, until there was only a pile of bones left, then he burped, touched the mouth of the oil flower, and said with satisfaction: "It's so comfortable, Mom, when will you come next time."

You must come to see me often, or I'll go crazy inside!" ”

The stick terrier is really going crazy, and he cares about it every day, and there are some people who are older than him and physically stronger than him who often trouble him, and it's true that he is basically beaten every day.

Now the bruise on the face of the stick terrier is the one who was beaten last night, and he is not honest when he sleeps.

Stick terrier insomnia and dreams, it is not easy to fall asleep at night, even if you fall asleep, and you dream again, it is strange to be honest.

Last night, the stick terrier dreamed of his father Jia Dongxu, scolded him for being unfilial, beat him with a stick, and finally said that he would take him away.

The stick terrier kept making noise back and forth on the bed like this, yelling, and it would be strange if he wasn't beaten.

So the stick terrier counted the days, hoping that Qin Huairu could come early, so that he would have something to hand over and not have to be beaten.

Qin Huairu touched her tears, held on to the iron window and said, "I'll come to see you next week, do you need anything here, I'll get it for you next time." ”

"I also brought roast duck, I wanted to eat it in my dreams, and I couldn't eat enough."

Qin Huairu smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll give it back to you next time." ”

A roast duck costs six dollars and five, this is not Quanjude, it is bought in a cheap place, and it is more expensive to buy in that place, it costs eight yuan a piece.

The money borrowed yesterday, Qin Huairu spent seventy-seven eighty-eight, and the next time he comes, the rolling mill will be opened, and he can buy another one for the rod terrier if he has a salary.

"Mom, did you help me fix the stupid pillar?" The stick terrier suddenly came to He Yuzhu and Yan Jiecheng. It's all a dream to kill these two people, and it's all their own hands that have been scrapped, making themselves disabled and falling ill.

Now he is still being ridiculed and bullied, which is all harmful to himself.

Qin Huairu shook his head and sighed: "Yan Jiecheng is in prison, but the stupid pillar is not ......

There's a lot going on at home now, alas......"

"Oh......" The stick terrier didn't have much hope for Qin Huairu, he was so strong as a stupid pillar, how could Qin Huairu beat him.

Then he reacted and hurriedly asked, "No, Yan Jiecheng has entered!" What ......"

At this moment, the policeman at the door said, "Jia Terrier, it's time, hurry back." ”

"I'm saying a few words to my son, you can be accommodating."

"No, there are rules......"

Qin Huairu explained a few more words, but the police still took the stick terrier away.

Watching his son disappear from the door, Qin Huairu sat on the stool, covered his face and cried for a while, the stick terrier was definitely beaten inside, otherwise he wouldn't have a blue nose and swollen face, and the child wouldn't tell her the truth.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu Qin Huairu wanted to go to the police again, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare, for fear that the police would teach the beater a lesson, and what should he do if this person retaliated against the terrier in the future.

She wasn't inside, she didn't know what was going on inside, and she was worried for a while.

After thinking about it, Qin Huairu still went to the previous police to talk and ask about the situation, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sleep.

Qin Huairu really didn't think wrong, her son was indeed beaten, and he was beaten quite hard.

"Your hand, stinky and stupid hat, actually eats roast duck behind our backs, have you still put us at home, do you want to mix here!"

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old guy with a long face full of meat, pinched the neck of the stick terrier with one hand, pointed at his nose, and said angrily: "What the hell are you, did I tell you last time, your mother brought you food, bring it back to me first, you didn't understand it, right?" ”

"Gang'er, what are you doing with so much nonsense with him, this kid doesn't take our words to heart at first glance, the last time he beat him, I think it was light."

The one who spoke was round and chubby, and he was more festive, but he was the most ruthless, and after speaking, he kicked the stick on the side of the waist.

"Ah......h

"Ahem." The stick terrier flew directly to the wall, holding his head with one hand and shouting: "No, I didn't eat, I didn't eat!" ”

"Brother Wang, Brother Meng, this kid is not honest at first glance, he smells of roast duck, and he says that he hasn't eaten it, I think it's better to continue to beat him until he is honest."

"Yes, yes, why are you talking so much, fight ......"

After saying that, he went up and kicked it, and the other three joined in. The four people in the dormitory punched and kicked around the stick terrier curled up in the corner.