After Qian entered, she hurriedly walked to the depths of the prison. As she went deeper, the light inside became darker and darker, and the defense became tighter and tighter, even to the point of one post every ten steps.
The atmosphere in the prison was dull and turbid, and the prisoners in the cells were becoming more and more vicious and difficult to deal with. When Qian passed by, people often uttered arrogant or obscene words. She was too frightened to look further, and her steps became more and more hurried.
After an unknown amount of time, the jailer leading the way reminded: "We're here."
Only then did Mrs. Qian dare to raise her head, and she saw her husband lying on the straw mat inside in a miserable state. His clothes, which he had not changed for many days, were dirty, his disheveled hair was in a ball, and there were stains all over his body.
The wounds looked like they had been tortured.
Brother Lang, who used to be a powerful figure in the city, is now in a state of desolation, no different from the prisoners who were imprisoned.
Qian, who had just been crying particularly sadly in front of Zhang and Liu, looked numb and could even be called indifferent. She shouted coldly through the iron fence: "The child's father."
Xu Lang slowly raised his head from the haystack, and after looking for a long time, he recognized the identity of the person outside. When he found out that the person who came was his useless wife, he changed from his half-dead state, spat angrily, and cursed
: "Smelly bitch! Why did you come to visit me just now? I'm not at home. You don't know how high the sky is when I haven't beaten you in a few days, right?"
Qian's body shivered and she subconsciously took several steps back. She accidentally bumped into the cell behind her, causing the man opposite to yell violent curses. Only then did she realize where she was. She had been drinking and fighting in the past.
Her husband has been imprisoned and can no longer touch her.
She walked forward, step by step, with unprecedented firmness, but her body was always obedient and humble. She lowered her head and whispered: "The family is full of old and weak women and children. After my husband's disaster, we had no idea and no idea.
Who can I ask for help? I just got along with you today and came here to see you."
Xu Lang did not doubt what she said in the first half. Instead, he was a little happy, a little excited, and a little expectant and asked: "Where did you find the relationship?"
Qian's words flickered: "Now that the trees have fallen and the hozens are scattered, who dares to come to the door? I just spent some more money and begged Mr. Cha to be accommodating. Mr. Cha was soft-hearted and willing to let me in."
Her eyes were red and her voice was hoarse after crying, which made her look particularly convincing.
Xu Lang frowned and asked persistently: "Is it true that no one came to the door? No one?"
"No, no." Qian said.
I don't know why he didn't like it, Xu Lang became irritable and cursed many unpleasant words at Qian. Later, maybe he couldn't curse anymore, and then he said viciously: "Smelly bitch, you brought a meal, why don't you send it over quickly?
You want to starve me to death, don’t you?”
Qian held the food box tightly, raised her head and glanced at her husband with a fierce look in his eyes, and then slowly put down the food box. After opening it, the delicious food immediately filled his nostrils. Xu Lang swallowed, his eyes
All lit up.
"It's the food from Zuixianglou! I didn't love you in vain, and you also know how to bring me a delicious meal." Xu Lang was so excited that he put his hands on the ground and dragged his legs over. It took him a long time to reach the iron fence:
"Quickly, bring me the courier! I've suffered a lot these days. I have to be at ease when I get out!"
As he spoke, he couldn't wait to reach out and grab a big chicken leg, his eyes full of urgency and desire.
