Carrying a pot of wine and a roast chicken, the old yellow head stood outside the empty door of the death row cell, stunned.

Lao Huangtou is an ordinary jailer, and when he has been in prison for a long time, everyone calls him Lao Huangtou.

His real name is Boss Huang, which is the name given by his dead ghost father back then, which means that I hope there will be a second and third child after him, and there will be many, many sons.

It's a pity that not long after Boss Huang was born, his dead ghost father died of illness, and there was no hope for the second and third children.

His mother brought him up with great pain, and married him a daughter-in-law, and he also went to the prison of the government and became a jailer.

Although he ate a public meal, the old yellow head was not very happy, most of which came from his broken name.

In the prison, the cell head is the boss, and the old yellow head is called Huang Boss.

The cell boss once jokingly said to him more than once: "I am the boss, and you are also the boss, so who is the boss here?"

Although the words are a joke, this cell boss usually wears the old yellow head and small shoes.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of officials, you are afraid of management, who will let the family be your top boss? The bitter water of the old yellow head can only be swallowed in the stomach.

The cell boss didn't want to see him, and the other jailers naturally understood it, and they had some meaning of bullying the old yellow head, what hard work and tiredness, what overtime duty, all became his business.

Fortunately, the old yellow head is an honest man, and he never cares about them, isn't the old saying said, suffering is a blessing.

Sometimes he will complain in his heart about his dead ghost father, if he used his brains well back then and gave himself a more reliable name, he might be better off now.

No, there was a plague in the city, and everyone hid at home and didn't dare to go out, but he was the only one who had to come to this prison every day to be on duty.

But it is strange to say that the plague is rampant in this city, and people are dying of diseases everywhere, but in this prison, it is peaceful, and not even a single infected person is infected.

This made Lao Huangtou feel a little relieved, and he just thought that he was running to the prison to escape the epidemic, and he didn't care about being bullied by the cell boss and other jailers.

There is another strange thing, that is, the people in Xi'an City have been infected one after another, but the chickens, ducks, pigs and cattle in the city are safe and sound, but they are all living in good spirits.

The old yellow man couldn't help but be amazed in his heart, all of this was told by the old prisoner.

The old prisoner had no name or surname, and there was no record in the prison records, but he suddenly appeared in this cell half a month ago.

This kind of thing has often happened in the past, and some Jiangyang thieves caught by the head catcher will be escorted and handed over to the higher departments after being detained for a few days, and they often do not have any formalities for convenience.

In addition, those rich merchants and gentry in the city often give some money to the head of the cell, and secretly lock in some people who offend them, toss them, scare and scare, and such people will not leave a record.

So when the old yellow head was on duty, he didn't feel strange at all when he saw this old prisoner who had no record and appeared out of thin air.

Originally, there was nothing special about it.

What is special is the old prisoner himself.

He looked as if he had been imprisoned for many years, his snow-white beard was unkempt, and his scrawny body was wounded on both shoulders and thighs, which seemed to have been caused by someone having pierced him!

Someone actually used such a cruel punishment on this old man, this old man must have a very important secret on him, maybe it is worth a lot of money.

The old yellow head couldn't help but think so.

The old man seemed to have not spoken to anyone for a long time, and the place where he was being held was a solitary death row in the deepest part of the cell, and few people could enter.

Every time the old yellow man went to bring him food, the old man always liked to talk to him like he was talking to himself.

At first, the old yellow man didn't pay much attention to it, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that the words that the old man said were extremely profound and hidden.

Because most of the people on death row were inhabited by some of the most vicious gangsters, and all of them were dying, the other jailers were reluctant to go in because they were both troublesome and unlucky.

So delivering food to the death row cells every day has become one of the jobs of the old yellow head.

And he took advantage of the time of delivering food every day to talk to the mysterious old man.

The old man doesn't say much, and it's always cloudy, misty, and unfathomable, but every time the old yellow head goes back and thinks about it, he always feels that he has benefited a lot.

This old man is really a master.

Although this old man is in prison, he seems to know everything that is happening outside, and even the old yellow man in front of him is also clear, as if he can see through other people's minds.

The old yellow head couldn't help but respect him, and took special care of him, thinking that if he could give him some pointers, maybe he could get rid of his current embarrassing situation in prison, and even be able to soar and get a half-official position, and have a good future.

On this day, the old man seemed to be in a good mood and said to him that he wanted to drink some wine and eat a roast chicken.

This is not a high wish, but it is definitely not easy to do it now.

Since the outbreak of the epidemic in Xi'an announced the lockdown, all large and small shops have been closed, and even the only open grain and rice shop has been almost sold out.

This is actually not difficult to understand, after the closure of the city, the outside grain can not be transported in, the hundreds of thousands of people in the city have to eat and drink every day, although the city of celebrities, that Mr. Fan Songxi Fan contacted the rich households in the city to open the granary, and said that they want to ensure the supply of rations for the people, but sit and eat empty, how long will this situation last, no one has a number in their hearts.

The people are full of panic and worry, but they can only hold on to the little surplus food at home and live hard, hoping that the current epidemic will pass soon.

In this extraordinary period, where to buy wine and roast chicken?

Speaking of which, there is still a little bit of this wine at home, but what about roast chicken?

There are a few chickens at home, but in this extraordinary period, these chickens have simply become the heart of the wife, and they are wandering around in front of the chicken pen all day and night, raising each one with shiny hair, and the status at home is definitely much higher than that of the old yellow head.

Now who in every family does not regard every little livestock at home as a treasure, as if they were pearls in the palm of their hands?

However, the old man wanted to eat roast chicken.

The old yellow head had no choice but to discuss with his wife.

The wife naturally cried, made trouble and hanged herself, resolutely disagreed, and almost got into a fight, but she couldn't stand the little thought of a better future in the heart of the old yellow head, and finally failed to stop him.

So the old yellow head slaughtered the fattest and largest rooster in the family, made it into a roast chicken with sesame oil, and carried the little wine at home, and came to the prison in a hurry.

However, what awaited him was an empty cell.

The old man is gone.

Perhaps, it has already been escorted away?

Perhaps, he has been secretly executed and died?

The old yellow head doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, usually the more he knows, the more trouble he has, and the person who doesn't know anything can live the longest.

It's just that at this moment, the old yellow head felt the deep ridicule of fate.

I was expecting this old man to be able to guide him and figure out a better future, but now that he can't even go home, the old man is gone.

Thinking of going home and facing his wife's angry curses, and thinking of facing such an unchanging and boring life in the future, Lao Huangtou suddenly felt discouraged and uncomfortable.

But what should I do with this fat chicken wine in my hand?

Do you want to take it to honor the cell boss?

The old yellow head felt a little unwilling.

He's an honest man, the kind of guy who doesn't

People who don't say much and do things silently, the people who don't look down on them the most in their lives are those who slap their beards and slap horses in front of officials, and they are servile.

Although all these people he despised were all mixed up, and although the old yellow man sometimes understood the benefits of doing so, he couldn't do it anyway when it was his turn.

It was like there was a hurdle in his heart, and he couldn't get over it.

He is also looking forward to the day when someone in charge can appreciate him and promote him, but he also knows that an unknown person, who will notice you?

Forget it, maybe this is fate, I am such an unknown person who struggles at the bottom of fate in my life.

The old yellow man sighed in his heart, and walked out of the cell with the food in his hand.

He thought that it was already like this anyway, and instead of cheapening the hateful cell boss with these things in his hand, it would be better to find a secluded place to feast on himself.

Even if you go home in the future and are coldly spoken of by your wife, you will sacrifice your own five internal organs temple first.

The backyard was in the middle of nowhere, and no one usually went there, so he decided to go there and enjoy it alone.

But as soon as he turned into the backyard, he was stunned as soon as he looked up.

In the weeds under the high wall of the backyard, there were two people standing!

These two people were naturally Ye Feng and Tang Da who came out of the secret passage.

The old yellow head didn't know them, he looked at the two strangers in front of him, and his heart chuckled for a moment, thinking that these two people were not gangsters who came to rob the prison?

Thinking of this, the old yellow man's heart couldn't help but cry bitterly.

Originally, I only went to this prison for a meager salary, and I did this uncomfortable job.

If you lose your life because of this, it will be too worthless.

But since we met face-to-face like this, we can't just turn a blind eye and turn around, right?

The old yellow man strengthened his courage and asked in a trembling voice, "You, who are you? This is a prison place, how did you get in?"

Ye Feng and Tang Da looked at the slightly trembling old jailer in front of them, and couldn't help but feel a little interesting.

Tang Da took a step forward, smiled and said to the old yellow head: "Don't be afraid, the two of us are not villains. Both of us are friends of Governor Zhao's mansion and were entrusted to investigate the case. ”

The prefect's friend, the old yellow man, only felt relieved.

However, he was still a little skeptical, the investigation was obviously a head-catcher, how could such two strangers suddenly run out?

He made up his mind and asked again: "What kind of case is being investigated, and what kind of official documents do you have?"

Tang Da smiled slightly, his figure flickered, and suddenly he came to the side of the old yellow head, spread his hands and said: "Although we don't have any evidence, but we also know Fan Jin Fan Zhutou, if you don't believe it, you can ask him yourself when you go back." ”

Old Huang Tou's heart was shocked, he had been in prison for many years, and he had seen a lot of Jiangyang thieves, heroes in the rivers and lakes, although he didn't know any martial arts, he had also seen a lot, he knew that with Tang Da just now, his skills must be very good, and it was definitely not something that he could resist as a small jailer.

If Tang Da wanted his life just now, I was afraid that there would be no one in the world at this time.

In addition, they can say the name of Fan Jin Fan Zhutou, presumably there will be no fake, and they have already believed seven or eight points in their hearts.

Ye Feng looked at his expression and knew that Tang Da's half-truths just now had worked, and this jailer had already believed it, so he smiled and said to him: "Don't be afraid, we just need a little help from you, and there is absolutely no malice." ”

The old yellow head nodded, since these two came from such a big background, he naturally had nothing to accept.

But what could he do to help them?

After thinking about it, the old yellow head smiled and raised the fat chicken wine in his hand, and asked in a thin voice: "There are some wine and food here in the small one, do you need some of them?"