The middle-aged man is He Yuzhu in the courtyard of Love, known as Silly Zhu, who was seriously injured on the spur of the moment that night eight years ago, and was sentenced to ten years in a special period.

Hatred has not been diluted over time, but has increased.

Now he can't wait to break the enemy's body into pieces, and eight years of prison life have forged great endurance.

Syllable! Syllable! Reached out and knocked on the iron door.

"Trouble the prison guard brother to open the door, I have to go out and cook a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for everyone." Silly Zhu is a cook who cooks well, and he is mixed with a kitchen foreman in prison, gets special care, and lives in a single cell.

No matter when and where, craftsmen are not afraid of starvation.

It just so happens that the warden here likes Sichuan food, you must know that this is a good dish of Silly Zhu, and it will be served on the table in less than a moment.

The aroma is seductive, and it immediately makes everyone salivate and praise.

"This dish is truly authentic, and it is as beautiful as the famous chefs in restaurants outside."

"The chef doesn't have to worry about eating this craft there, when can he borrow it and use it."

"Don't make up your mind, this is the royal chef of our unit, hehehe."

...... Drinking and enjoying the wine at the table, the scene is a bit similar.

Silly Zhu personally served the last dish and said hello politely.

"Please use it slowly, this is Dongpo meat."

Due to his special status as a prisoner, he did not raise his head to face everyone present during the whole process.

After saying that, he took the tray and turned around to walk out.

A thick male voice came from behind him, and he stopped.

"May I ask if the master is Chef He Yuzhu at the Red Star Rolling Mill?"

Silly Zhu immediately made a sudden attack, could it be that he could meet the enemy here? is still an old acquaintance, sweat on his forehead slid straight down, dripping on the white apron, looking nervous.

didn't answer immediately, slowly turned around and glanced at the six people on the table, there was a middle-aged man with a slightly thin figure and glasses, a handsome monkey face, and a polite appearance.

One of the things he feared most since he was imprisoned was meeting an acquaintance, and he had to respond positively at the moment.

"You're the secretary of the big leader?" Concentrate on seeing it clearly, and said in surprise.

The other party was the first to stand up and approach the handshake, which was unprecedented, just like seeing an old friend who had not seen him for a long time, and warm and polite words were naturally indispensable.

The warden was dumbfounded, secretly glad that he usually treated the cook prisoner in front of him well, otherwise he would have suffered.

"That's great, you all know each other, and I just wanted to introduce you," his tone and attitude changed instantly.

The former secretary of the great leader is now the superior in charge of the prison, and he cannot afford to offend the lord.

"In the future, I have to take care of Master He, if there are three long and two short, I will ask you!"

When the secretary left, he didn't forget to tell the warden to take care of Silly Zhu, which shows that Silly Zhu's original popularity was not bad, and even the old acquaintances who had not seen him for many years still had a relationship.

From his mouth, the big leader has been in poor health in recent years, and he can't help but be very good, and it is inconvenient to talk in detail because of the special occasions of meeting.

Silly Zhu returned to the prison cell all day, lying on the bed, recalling the bits and pieces of the first time he went to the big leader's house to cook, the good times are always unforgettable, and he couldn't help but smile.

"This old boy, when you go out, you have to find a time to visit, and cook a few dishes by the way, so that he can satisfy his hunger."

It was the most restful sleep he'd had since he was imprisoned, until he was woken up by the sound of metal clattering against the iron door.

I saw the prison guard walk in with a document and look a little strange, which aroused the vigilance of the stupid pillar.

You must know that the most fearful thing for prisoners in prison is to see documents, and something is destined to happen.

He bounced up, stood erect on the edge of the bed, rubbed his eyes, and instinctively shouted.

"Prisoner He Yuzhu, here!"

The prison guard glanced at him, shook his head, and sighed as he flipped through the papers.

"It's a pity, Master He, I won't be able to see you soon, everyone will miss the dishes you cook, don't worry about going all the way."

When Silly Zhu heard this, his face immediately turned pale, and it was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, his feet were weak and he couldn't stand steadily, and he was holding the edge of the bed with his hands.

"What... What.... Could it be that I'm going to eat peanuts in a fight...."Trembling lips, it took nearly a minute to say this.

No one can understand the weight behind a prisoner.

The prison guard always maintained a regretful expression, handed over the document, shook his head and sighed.

"Don't say it, Master He, sign it first, I'm so good, I'll miss you when I look back, don't worry!"

At this time, the document he held in the palm of his hand was like a thousand pounds, and it was so shaky that it was almost unstable to hold, which was an unprecedented test.

After thinking about it, I had an epiphany, "No, I didn't make a mistake, I confessed to the law, worked hard to reform, and won everyone's approval, it shouldn't be this kind of result." ”

By the time he took the pen, he had fallen into a state of great uneasiness, his twisted fingers could not be straightened, and he could not write normally.

When he opened the last page of the document and signed his name, there were several large lines: The prisoner He Yuzhu behaved well during his sentence, sincerely repented, actively reformed, and was unanimously approved to be released on parole, dated February 1, 1988.

Silly Zhu's eyes widened, staring at the thin two-page paper, his trembling fingers swaying back and forth, he couldn't believe that this was true, and he was so excited that he asked repeatedly, "Comrade policeman, are you really released from prison on parole?" ”

He was so excited that he fell to his knees, tears streaming from his sunken eyes.

Unexpectedly, the prison guard held up the brim of his hat, covered his mouth and snickered, "Hey! Master He, you misunderstood, I mean that after you get out of prison and leave here, everyone will not be able to eat the dishes you stir-fried yourself, and of course you will miss your goodness. ”

Seeing the stupid pillar completely stunned, he turned around and snickered.

"Hahahaha....."

"Ahh You young man who just graduated from school is as smooth as an old fox, I signed it, take it and take it to the errand,

Hum! How can this be reasonable, I don't want to eat the authentic Sichuan food I made in the future. ”

He was a little embarrassed and shook the signed document with one hand.

Things went surprisingly well, and it was unbelievable that several previous applications for parole were denied.

This is the last application before the Chinese New Year, and I plan to spend the remaining 2 years of my sentence with peace of mind.

Silly Zhu stood in front of the window at the moment and saw the thick snow on the playground outside, although it was still bitterly cold, the warm current poured into his whole body, and he felt very comfortable.

The pale yellow sunlight shines directly on his face through the windowpane, full of hope and hope for the future.

In the early spring, everything recovered, full of vitality, and the life of the silly pillar also ushered in spring.

After simply packing his luggage, he opened the drawer and stared at the pile of unopened letters in the innermost corner, and stared at it for a few seconds.

"Qin Huairu, I will personally hand over these letters to you." Gritted his teeth, picked up his luggage bag, and walked out with big strides.

Of course, it is also a promise fulfilled by Silly Zhu to return to her the suffering she has suffered for so many years.

As he walked to the prison gates with his bag on his back, he had fantasized countless times about the time when he could regain his freedom by crossing the threshold.