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not freezing to death

The prison cannot be said to die, just let it go. The soldiers gathered together immediately, leaving two alone looking at the prisoners, and the rest disappeared.

Two soldiers left the cell with the prisoner and they were locked in anklets.

Xiang Du's ankle hurts when he walks. After several days of friction, his ankle is bloody and bloody. The old prisoners know how to give benefits to soldiers so that they can put cardboard or straw when putting on the anklets.

Xiang Jing is penniless and does not understand the rules here, so he can only be punished honestly.

Labor reform is an indispensable outdoor activity every day. The prisoner’s recent task is to dig a ditch, which links the various drainage ditches of the prison together.

Half of the ditch has been built, and some people are responsible for continuing to dig. They have to be square and tilted. Another part of people are responsible for laying bricks and stones, leaving the sealing position on the top.

Xiang Du had a small hoe, and he was one of the people who dug the trenches.

The situation today is special. The soldiers are unable to see these people because they are not in enough manpower, so they naturally become more lazy.

In addition to the weather, soldiers are more willing to wait and see from a distance in a warm place.

The prisoner beside Xiang Du is thirty to forty years old, and looks fifty years old.

He never works hard when working, claiming that he is in poor health, and many of the work done by Xiang Du is for him.

It's different today. This guy is abnormally serious in his work, and is about two meters away from Xiang Du, and he is sweating that will cool down at any time.

Occasionally, soldiers would come to check the progress. They carried guns on their backs and held whips in their hands. They would beat anyone who thought they didn't work hard enough.

Without experience in the timber factory, it is impossible to persist in such a strong work, and I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

The work took place for hours, and the group of prisoners who had not eaten breakfast were gradually exhausted.

The prison stipulates the daily diet for prisoners, and will continuously supply money and food according to market prices. If the prisoner eats less, the money will enter the soldiers' pockets.

Because of this, soldiers often find reasons to reduce food from prisoners.

While the two soldiers were wandering, the man beside Xiang Du squatted down to rest, and he waved to Xiang Du.

Xiang Du glanced at the soldiers and approached with hoe soil.

"You have taken good care of me recently. We put our heart in mind. How about I save your life?"

"Save my life?" Xiang Du was confused and his hands slowed down.

"Hey, don't understand, don't ask more questions, just listen to mine. Let me tell you, no matter what happens later, you must make yourself look inconspicuous. Do you understand? Not conspicuous."

"What do you mean? Will I be in danger of my life?"

"Hey, stop asking."

The prisoner smiled mysteriously and bent down to continue working.

A square of soil was transported out of the semi-finished ditch. As noon approached, the soldiers who had gone unknown where they had returned.

In the past, Xiang Duhui's movements accelerated at this time. Today he didn't work at normal speed and didn't look up.

The soldiers stood at the construction site, their eyes looked at the prisoners one by one, and finally, a soldier shouted: "The scumbags in the same cell as the dead scum, come here."

The prisoners in the same cell crawled out slowly, causing the soldiers to feel unhappy: "Hurry up! You scumbags!"

Soon, the prisoners stood in a row with their heads down.

The soldier waved his hand and said, "Take it all away."

Xiang Du kept his teachings in mind, walked in the middle of the team, listening to the sound of anklets.

The group of prisoners was taken to the warm cell, and the soldier asked them: "We have investigated the truth of the matter clearly. People were killed by one of you. Now I will give you a chance to prove it."

Several prisoners were trembling, and several were in prison for a long time, exchanging eyes.

The prisoner who came a month earlier than Xiang Du, who looked about fifteen years old, said helplessly, "He was frozen to death, right?"

"Um?"

The soldier walked up to the little prisoner, stared at the little prisoner's red fingers, and didn't speak for a long time, just stood there.

The little prisoner listened to the soldiers' breathing and looked at his hands.

"What crime did you commit?"

"I broke it, broke the store's porcelain plates, and I can't afford to pay the debt."

"How long has it been sentenced?"

“Three months.”

"Yeah." The soldier nodded, "You are still young and you can't see through some things, but I can tell you very responsibly that people don't freeze to death."

The soldier walked away with his hands behind his back and paced in the cell.

A few minutes later, he asked, "Are you still going to say it? This is a chance to make contributions, you must think it through."

A prisoner slowly pointed at Xiang Du: "He is closest to that scum."

Xiang Duren was stunned, and disaster came from the sky. He quickly argued: "It's not me! I don't!"

The soldier walked over with a grin and asked Xiang Du: "What crime did you commit again?"

"Sir, I have a reason for evading taxes..."

The soldier waved his hand irritably: "How long will the verdict be evaded?"

"Two months, sir, two months, I have been working very hard, I really can't kill people..."

"Shut up!"

The soldier roared violently, raised his whip and was about to whip down, and raised his hand to resist.

Fortunately, the whip was not whipped, and Xiang Du had never been so afraid. He could no longer feel his heartbeat, and even could not control his body.

The soldier put away his whip, he looked at the group of prisoners, then called one over as if casually and took the man out of the cell.

Xiang Du listened to the whispers of the prisoners beside him like a sleepwallow.

Not long after, the soldier brought the prisoner back and called two more, including the one who worked with Xiang Du.

When he came back, the soldier's face was covered with clouds. He pointed at a real fifty-year-old prisoner: "Tell me, why kill someone?"

The prisoner was stunned at first, and then looked around. He couldn't believe that it was him who was accused of being the murderer.

"Oh my God! No! Sir, this must be wrong! I didn't kill anyone!"

"If you are good, you can die! You think I am a fool! Come on! Take it away!"

Two soldiers came in outside the cell, dragging the hysterical roaring prisoner, pulling their anklets out of the cell.

The case was revealed and the prisoners ushered in a free time in their hearts.

The soldier left, Xiang Du breathed a sigh of relief. When he thought it was finally over, the three prisoners rose up without warning. They pressed Xiang Du to the ground and fisted and kicked each other.

Poor Xiangdu was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He didn't understand what was going on.

During the violence, no one came to help. When the atrocities ended, one of the prisoners pressed against Xiang Du's ear and said, "Boy, this matter is not over. Remember it for me. It is best to open your eyes when you sleep in the future."

Xiang Du curled up into a shrimp, holding his head firmly with his arms, which was the most correct protective posture for being beaten.

The prisoners returned to their own acre of three-point land. The youngest fifteen-year-old prisoner planned to pull Xiang Du up, but as soon as he touched his hand, Xiang Du twisted wildly as if he had epilepsy, and looked really scary.

Tears of surrender flowed out of Xiang Du's closed eyes. He was afraid that he would penetrate this unprotected world and regret his cowardice.

At night, Xiang Du was still keeping his movements, and he didn't change for the whole day. That night, no one attacked him again.

But in the minds of prisoners, he has already regarded him as a type of person who can be bullied at will.

When working the next day, Xiang Du tried hard to hoe the ground, so he wanted to perform well, nothing else mattered.

The prisoner who worked with him found an opportunity to say to him: "Don't care, you'll be beaten up."

"Why did they hit me?"

Looking at Xiang Du's twisted face, the prisoner smiled.

"You will understand later. The soldiers who take care of us are very united, but we who are taken care of will be different. They will betray each other and seek their own stability. Boy, people must learn to protect themselves."

It was not until later that Xiang Du understood the meaning of this sentence.

As for the one who was dragged away, it is unknown what the outcome is, but he has been a scapegoat anyway.

Prison used to ask for money for freezing people to death, but later when the money was allocated, there was no need to use this reason anymore. But people can't die for nothing, which is unreasonable.
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