Madam's black history was picked up

"Dinglingling, dinglingling..." The hour hand just pointed to five o'clock, and the crisp wake-up bell rang in Xinqiao Women's Prison in X City.
Cell No. 665 was the same as other cells. As soon as the bell rang, everyone got up and got dressed quickly.

All of them have the same clothes, only the number on the chest is different, which is their name in prison.

After everyone folded the quilts on the bed, they all sat neatly side by side on the stools, waiting for the prison guards to "open the door." The so-called "opening" means opening the door of the cell.

The process from waking up to waiting for "Kaifeng" was less than 5 minutes. The people sitting on the stools all looked blank and said nothing, repeating this unchanging life every day like walking dead.

But today seemed a little different. The prison guards came a few minutes later than usual. When the door of the cell opened, the prison guards were followed by a young woman aged [-] or [-].

When they saw the prison uniform she was wearing, everyone realized that today is already the 5th, and the 5th of every month is the "new receipt day" of the prison.

They have forgotten the time and everything outside.

After the prison guard came in, everyone stood up unanimously.

The entire cell is not big, with six bunk beds placed against the walls on the left and right, but there are only nine people in this cell, standing side by side in front of the bed, making the small cell seem extremely crowded.

It's summer again, and the stuffy and crowded environment makes everyone feel depressed.

The prison guard glanced at the people in the cell: "Today, your cell has a new roommate, 1158846."

"She will renovate and learn together with you here. I hope you will help each other and work together to complete the remodel as soon as possible, and leave here to start a new life."

The prison guard's inspiring speech did not arouse much reaction from the nine roommates. They all looked at Anyajie next to the prison guard with blank expressions.

Anyajie also looked at the nine people on the opposite side. The oldest among them was about 50 years old, and her hair was already a little gray, but her indifferent eyes made people feel that her actual age was not that old.

The youngest looked to be about 20 years old, and she looked fair and clean, but from her lifeless eyes, it could be seen how hopeless she was in life.

When Anyajie glanced at the next person, she frowned slightly, not because of how ugly this person was, on the contrary, she looked...

He is very handsome, looks like 25 or [-], with short hair, and very stylish sword eyebrows, which should be specially made before he was imprisoned.

The reason Anyajie frowned was because this person was looking up and down at her with a half-smile. Among all the female prisoners, she was the only one with radiant eyes.

It can be seen that she has not been deprived of her desire to live by this repressed life, she seems to be enjoying it.

Anyajie was very uncomfortable being looked at by her. She looked at herself like a leopard that had been hungry for a long time and suddenly saw a little white rabbit.

"864, this is your bed." The prison guard pointed to a lower bunk next to the door.

"Today is the first day you come here, you don't need to go out with them. Someone will take you to class later. From tomorrow onwards, you can study and work with them."

"Others are working normally." As soon as the prison guard finished speaking, everyone turned around and took out the toiletries from under the bed, and walked out of the cell in an orderly manner under the leadership of another prison guard.

Anyajie and other "newcomers" were taken to a classroom to receive "newcomers' education".

The so-called "newcomer education" is to explain to new prisoners the work to be done in the prison, the discipline to be followed, the matters that need special attention, and the reward and punishment system in the prison.

The loud voice of the instructor rang out in the classroom: "Get up at 5 o'clock in summer, and get up at 6 o'clock in winter. After getting up, the quilt must be folded and put away neatly. From waking up to washing, going to the toilet, and finishing breakfast, all the above things It must be done within an hour."

"Changing clothes and taking a shower once a week, including the time for queuing up to take a shower, should not exceed 15 minutes per person."

"The following talk about the reform through labor system has a lot to do with your immediate interests, so please listen carefully."

The instructor stood on the podium and glanced at the people below the podium one by one. His eyes were sharp like an eagle's, making people afraid to look directly at them.

"Everyone has to undergo reform through labor after they come in. You have a quota for your daily labor. If you can't meet the quota for the day, you have to complete it even if you work all night."

"There is a special note, you have to remember it one by one. When doing labor operations, the tools are your life. The tools must be there when the people are there, and the tools must be there when the people are gone. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"louder please."

"Understood." The crisp and clear female voice echoed in every corner of the classroom.

An Yajie later found out that the reason why the prison is so nervous about tools is because many people are unable to bear the high degree of physical overdraft, and more importantly, mental pressure, so they think of suicide and self-mutilation.

This is the top priority in the prison. If someone commits suicide, all the captains of the big, medium, and small teams in the prison will be transferred away, and the "reform activist" quota for the entire brigade will be halved.

In the team where the person who committed suicide was, every prisoner's eligibility for commutation of sentence that year was nullified.

Every prisoner worked desperately inside, hoping to get a reduction in sentence. It would be extremely heartbreaking if one year's hard work was in vain because of other people's affairs.

Anyajie's first day in the prison ended with the sonorous and forceful teaching voice of the instructor.

Anyajie tossed and turned in bed, thinking about what tomorrow's labor would be?

At this time, she suddenly heard a rustling sound, and Anyajie suddenly became alert, and slowly turned her head to look at the source of the sound.

A person sat up on the upper bunk opposite her, An Yajie frowned, Isn't this the person who smiled at her today?Her serial number seems to be 830.

There are dark lights in the cell, so I can see things vaguely at night.

After 830 tiptoed down from the upper bunk, it turned out... oh my god!Anyajie covered her mouth in shock.

She actually got into the quilt of the bed on the lower bunk. Anyajie remembered that the girl in her 20s was sleeping on that bed, codenamed 831.

Anyajie's memory is very good. The first time she saw the prisoner inside, she memorized the appearance and serial number of the person inside.

"Miss Xiaonan, I'm really uncomfortable today, can you..."

"Shut up." The rough voice interrupted Wei Nuo Nuo's voice.

Anyajie had goosebumps all over her body, she looked up at the people on the other beds.

Some slept peacefully, some snored loudly, some turned over heavily, and some covered their ears in disgust.

From their reactions, it can be seen that this kind of thing is not the first time, and the people in this cell are no strangers to it.

Anyajie stared blankly at the bed above her head: "Prison, is it good people reforming bad people, or bad people reforming good people?"

Jingle Bell……

The ever-changing bell rang exactly when the hour hand just pointed to 5 o'clock, and the people in the cell began to quickly repeat their daily life like robots receiving instructions.

Because An Yajie practiced martial arts with her grandfather since childhood, it is not difficult for her to get up early.

She got up quickly to get dressed, and glanced at 831 opposite.I saw that her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was paler than yesterday. Although her complexion was not good, she was not slow at all in folding the quilt.

When the prison guard came in and saw Anyajie's boxy quilt, he nodded in satisfaction: "846, not bad, very adaptable."

You know, when many "new intruders" first came in, it would take a lot of time for everyone to fold the quilt, because as long as the quilt is not up to standard, the next job cannot be carried out, which will definitely affect the work of the staff. Metric progress for a day.

Therefore, those who hold everyone back will inevitably be squeezed out by those in the same cell.

Anyajie put her hands behind her back and puffed her chest out: "Thank you for the compliment, sir, I will continue to work hard."

"Ah, very good."

After everyone washed up and had breakfast, the prison guard gave them the labor content and tasks for the day.

"Today's task is to knit a sweater. Each person has to finish one piece. You are new to 846. The task is halved. You only need to knit half a sweater."

"Everyone must complete the task before turning off the lights and going to bed, otherwise everyone will work overtime."

As soon as the prison guard finished speaking, someone brought in the knitting tools and materials one by one.

Anyajie was dumbfounded, knitting a sweater?how to weaveShe lived with her grandfather since she was a child. Apart from practicing martial arts, she was studying or fighting with others.

She is good at fighting, but this is the first time she has heard of knitting sweaters.

Anyajie held two bamboo sticks that were thinner and longer than chopsticks, feeling a little at a loss.

She watched the other roommates turn the bamboo sticks in their hands up and down at a machine-like speed, and the thin woolen threads danced happily on the bamboo sticks as if they were alive.

After a while, they were densely intertwined and formed a large piece.

Anyajie opened her mouth wide in surprise. She never knew that there were people who could knit sweaters so fast in the world.

"Damn it, you're watching a movie, don't hurry up and work." 809, the oldest female prisoner with the coldest eyes, yelled at Anyajie, but the movements of her hands didn't slow down at all.

Anyajie was a little embarrassed: "I, I won't."

Anyajie, who always claimed to be smart, also felt at a loss for a while, she didn't know where to start.

"No, you don't know, look, you'll be fine if you just stand there?" 809 was unreasonable, but the movements of his hands became faster and faster.

Anyajie got sprayed, wanted to get angry but didn't know where to start.

"Let me teach you." A weak voice came.

It was 831 who spoke, Anyajie was a little moved, smiled at her and nodded.

"Okay, thank you."

831 also smiled at Anyajie. When she smiled, she had two small dimples on her face. She was very beautiful and cute. No wonder people missed her.

Anyajie thought of this and glanced at the "handsome" 830, but she didn't expect 830 to be looking at her all the time, Anyajie frowned.