my naughty female president

The day I was released from prison was a sunny day. The wind of March in the world was blowing from the other side of the hill, mixed with a hint of warmth and blowing into the courtyard of the prison, which made me a little dazed.

I used to look forward to the place where I left day and night, but when it was time to leave, I felt an unspeakable emotion in my heart. This emotion was definitely not reluctance, nor was there no nostalgia. It was just a faint feeling, as if some of my imprints had been The deep imprint is here, and it can't be taken away!Can not forget!

Probably I have finally stepped into the footsteps of Lao Bu, but I have not been here as long as him, and I still have the courage to go out. No matter whether the world has isolated me or not, I probably will not choose Lao Bu’s path.

Xiao Tang and the brothers in the cell have already said goodbye to me. They have been sent to a place I don’t know to plant trees, so no one will send me off when I leave, which is exactly what I want.

If Xiao Tang was here, facing my departure, he would probably shed tears on the spot with his poetic sentimentality!

More than three years of prison life seemed to make my body gradually numb to the suffering, and at the same time make my heart soft again.Let me never see tears again!

The warden encouraged me with earnest words. This middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and tall stature seemed to have never shown such an expression. It seemed that he was making a final entrustment to an old friend who was about to travel far away.

I was wearing the clothes when I came in, standing in front of the warden and listening to his teachings quietly.

If my memory is not confused about that dress, Mu Xichun probably bought it for me. The reason for buying it is to be able to meet his father with dignity!I still remember that this dress is the most expensive dress I have ever worn.

It's just been placed for several years, and it has already lost its former luster. It is a little wrinkled and deformed, and it seems to have become a little looser.I know that my current body can no longer support this dress.

The warden patted me on the shoulder and said let's go!
I pondered for a while, and there were so many things I wanted to say in my heart, but I couldn't say them for a while.

The warden walked me all the way to the gate of the prison and waved me off!
When I got out of the gate, I stood still and turned around, took a last look at everything that became familiar here, and then left without looking back!
The seven-and-a-half-year sentence was actually only three and a half years in the prison. I didn’t expect the sentence to be reduced by more than half. I also felt a little unbelievable amidst the envy of the inmates. It seemed that I had never heard of such a thing. .

Even though I've never had disciplinary points for good behavior, there's no shortage of people like me, but no one else has gotten as much reductions as I have.In fact, although the warden didn't say anything, I could still vaguely know that I was able to come out so quickly, probably because of the scar on my face and my unhealed stomach.

Since that accident, my stomach has become very delicate. At first I thought it was the incomplete healing of the wound, but it never got better after a long time.

When I was working in the smelter two years ago, even though I was assigned to work in the warehouse, because I couldn’t eat much, I often felt hungry before the meal, but my stomach would involuntarily twitch whenever I was hungry , almost caused me great suffering.

Until later, I had to think of a way. When I had breakfast every day, I would keep some food in plastic bags. Sometimes it was half a steamed bun, sometimes it was a rice ball. When I felt hungry, I would first pad my stomach.

Although the steamed buns look like rocks when they are cold, and the rice balls look like raw rice when they are cold, they can keep my stomach from hurting so much that I can't control myself.

The prison guards, corrections, and warden of the prison all know about this situation, and it is for this reason that they will take special care of me from time to time.

After all, I was injured while working in a prison. Speaking of which, they are also responsible for negligence. They probably know that they are responsible for my chronic illness, so they compensate me in other ways. This is probably The reason I was able to come out earlier, I think!
Since no one knew when I would be released from prison, no one would come to pick me up. I turned my back to the prison and walked forward step by step, without any lightness in my heart.

I finally saw the world that I hadn’t seen for a long time on the road that was specially built to lead to the prison. A few farmers were sowing seeds in the field, and a few buffaloes were grazing on the edge of the field. When they saw me, they raised their heads and stared. After watching me for a while, I lowered my head to eat grass again.

Due to the remoteness of this place, even on the main road, there are still few vehicles. I waited for half an hour in front of a rusty stop sign before I finally saw a bus coming.

I waved, and the bus stopped beside me. When I got on the bus, I took out money from an envelope given to me by the warden and bought a ticket. I walked to a seat at the back under the curious eyes of a group of people. I don't seem to understand why some people still put money in envelopes, but some people have guessed it based on the geographical location here, because they are already whispering.

The passenger next to me was probably uneasy about the shocking scar on my face. He looked at me strangely and moved to the side unconsciously. His action made me feel a little sad. Not a nice guy!
Along the way, I was silent and thinking about my own thoughts, saying that I was thinking about my own thoughts, but actually it would be more appropriate to say that I was in a daze, because my heart was more at a loss.

The world doesn't seem to change much, it becomes just me...

The car stopped at the bus station in City A and couldn't go. After I got off the car, I looked around and hesitated, not knowing where I should go next!
After hesitating for a long time, I decided to go to the stone flower shop first. Before I went, I bought a hat at a convenience store, not only to cover up my unique hairstyle as a labor prisoner, but also to prevent the scars on the corners of my eyebrows from being too conspicuous.

It's not that I feel discriminated against by people's opinion of me, but that I really can't bear the surprise, curiosity and suspicion in other people's eyes when they look at me, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.

For more than three years, the stone flower shop seems to be getting better and better. More than three years ago, it was just a small front room, but now it has doubled in size, and the adjacent store has also been leased. The walls were gouged.It was originally a small flower shop, but now it is a large-scale flower and bird shop.

Not only flowers, but also various birds and ornamental fish.Needless to say, this is naturally a by-product brought by the flower shop, and it seems that the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers are quite pleasant.

The flower and bird shop is no longer managed by Shitou's mother alone, but also hired two smart little girls as helpers, which shows that the business in the shop is quite good.

When I arrived at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the store was not very busy. Shitou's mother sat behind the counter and settled the accounts. She didn't notice me until I walked up to her.

"Sir, what do you need?" This was Shi Shi's mother's first sentence. She had already cultivated a businessman's temperament, and she spoke with a smile and a kind tone.But obviously she didn't recognize me the first time.

I grinned a little at the corner of my mouth and said, "Sister Shi, is business okay?"

Shitou's mother was slightly surprised, and her eyes widened in shock after she took another careful look at me!
"Mr. Wei? Is it really you?" She looked at me with disbelief, and turned out of the counter as she spoke!

I smiled slightly: "Sister-in-law Shi, is business okay?"

Shitou's mother's hands trembled slightly, and her eyes instantly turned red!I know that it is my thin body and face that make this kind-hearted woman feel sad, and I think she must know about me.

"Mr. Wei, sit down..." In a panic, she felt a little overwhelmed. After a trance, she remembered to let me sit down, and then turned around in a panic to pour water for me.

She poured me a cup of tea and calmed down a bit.She sat down on the other side of the small table, still looking at me with some unbearable eyes.

"Mr. Wei, I've heard about you, but... I can't help you with anything..."

"Sister Shi, don't say that! No one can help me with this kind of thing, but it's over! Everything in the flower shop is fine these years!" I changed the subject.

Shitou's mother sighed lightly and said, "I really never thought that such a good person as Mr. Wei would end up like this, hey!" She sighed again and continued: "The flower shop is okay, thanks to Miss Mu who has been helping us all the time." Two years ago, someone came to find fault with our business, but fortunately, Ms. Mu came forward to solve the matter for us, and there was nothing more to do after that, and the business has been pretty good!"

I listened quietly, and when she mentioned Miss Mu, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in my heart!It seems that she still has a heart after all these years...

"Shitou should go to junior high school!" I changed the topic again, I was afraid that Shitou's mother would say something about Mu Xichun again, and I was afraid that my heart, which took several years to calm down, would stir up waves again.

"Yes! Shitou is already in the second year of middle school! Speaking of which, this child will talk about you from time to time! Mr. Wei, you rest here, and Shitou will come back after studying at night!" Shitou's mother said with a little expectation .

I smiled slightly and said: "No, I'm here to see if your life is okay. Now that I know, I feel at ease. As for the stone... just tell him I'm out, or don't let him see me. look!"

Mother Stone's expression froze, and then she became sad again!

"Speaking of which, we are able to live today thanks to Mr. Wei's help at the beginning. If it weren't for you, Shitou and I would have already returned to the countryside. What qualifications does he have to stay here to go to middle school? You are the benefactor of our family ..." Gradually she couldn't continue speaking, she turned her face away and gently wiped away her tears.

The appearance of Shi Shi's mother made me a little sad, and my heart softened.

"Sister-in-law Shi don't need to take this matter to heart, I might as well tell you now that my life experience is actually very similar to Shitou. , I don't want you to be like my mother! I just did a trivial thing..."

After a long time, Shitou's mother calmed down and said to me: "It doesn't matter if we don't talk about the past, since Mr. Wei came out, he will gradually get better in the future. Mr. Wei has helped us so much, and I have also saved money over the years Some money, I know that Mr. Wei has to start all over again now, and he will definitely need money, I..."

"No need, Mrs. Shi!" I knew what she was going to say next, so I interrupted her to continue.

"I came here this time to take a look. I probably won't stay here anymore. As for other aspects, I will find a way to solve it!"

Shitou's mother was surprised when she heard this, and said, "Mr. Wei is leaving? Miss Mu..."

"Sister Shi, listen to me!" I interrupted her again.

"Don't tell me about Ms. Mu, and please don't tell her about my departure, I will leave here soon! If I have a chance in the future, I will come back to see you and Shitou!"

Shitou's mother hesitated to speak, her expression seemed a little disturbed!
I couldn't sit still anymore, and if I sat down, I was afraid that she would inevitably talk about things I didn't want to mention, so I simply got up and left.

Mother Stone kept sending me to the corner of the street. She seemed to be holding back something along the way, but probably because of my emotions, she finally didn't speak.