How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

Two full days passed.

Yun Province No. 1 Prison, Elderly, Weak, Sick and Disabled Brigade.

Ye Cheng started working at noon the day before yesterday and has been working non-stop for nearly 70 hours.

He finally felt tired.

During this period, except for drinking about 1500 ml of water, I didn't eat anything.

Still, I didn't feel very hungry.

And the results are huge.

With the ultimate level of brain development, all the data of the space mine cart was finally output.

A full 600TB of files were placed heavily on more than a dozen hard drives.

If the computer prepared for him hadn't been of top-notch configuration, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to accommodate these gadgets.

This is much faster than Ye Cheng expected.

At this rate, it will probably only take ten days at most to continue exporting data on micro-controllable nuclear fusion equipment, nuclear-powered launch vehicles, and nuclear-powered spacecraft.

“┗|｀O′|┛哦~~”

Ye Cheng turned off the computer, stretched out like a tiger, and opened the curtains.

sunny.

It should be morning now.

goo goo...

My stomach, which had been dry for two days and two nights, protested strongly.

Ye Cheng grinned and felt dizzy.

People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat a meal, you won't be hungry.

Sure enough, no matter how good your physical fitness is, you still need to consume carbohydrates, fats and proteins.

The door was knocked softly.

Zhou Limin popped his head in and saw Brother Cheng stretching, he was relieved.

"Brother Cheng! You scared us to death."

"Two days! You didn't eat anything for two whole days and you kept knocking on that thing."

"Team Wang and I pushed the door open several times, but we didn't dare to disturb you. If you don't hear any noise, come in and take a look..."

As he spoke, he walked in with a big smile on his face.

In his hand, he still held the breakfast that had just been delivered this morning.

Ye Cheng has a special status. Every meal is prepared and delivered by a dedicated person.

It's just that in the past two days, Zhou Limin, Huya Li and others have been advantaged.

When the new meal is delivered and Brother Cheng has not eaten it yet, they are responsible for eating the last meal.

Ye Cheng was feeling hungry and smiled when he smelled the aroma of breakfast.

"Leave it alone! Limin, I'm sorry to bother you."

Looking at the dark circles under their eyes, it was obvious that they had stayed with him for two days.

"I will work often from now on, I don't know how long I will work, so you don't have to guard me at the door."

"If I have something to do, I will naturally go out and call you. If I am hungry, I will ask you to bring food."

Ye Cheng said as he walked into the bathroom and started brushing his teeth and washing his face.

He planned to take a good sleep after eating.

Even if you can slow down the death of cells throughout your body, you still have to rest.

Otherwise, the brain simply cannot support such high-intensity work.

"Hey, okay!"

Zhou Limin and Huya Li were not idle either. After putting down their breakfast, they quickly started cleaning the room.

Clear the floor, clean the table, and open the windows for ventilation.

Ye Cheng stuffed his toothbrush in his mouth and looked at the two busy people.

"Where is Jiang Desheng? Why can't this old boy see anyone?"

"Him? Hi!"

Zhou Limin smiled and said: "I know you don't like him, why would I let him in?"

"This guy won't live long. He's lying dead in the cell! Brother, don't talk to him. Just the two of us will take care of you."

Ye Cheng nodded and looked at Huya Li again.

This old man must be over seventy years old this year.

He was wiping the ground hard with a mop, his waist was stooped and his head was almost hanging on the ground, which made Ye Cheng quite unbearable.

Mother's.

Couldn't Wang Qiushu replace him with a younger person?

Regardless of the identity of the other party, it is not comfortable for the elderly to do this.

"Brother Cheng!"

Huya Li seemed to understand Ye Cheng's intention, straightened up and smiled.

"No matter how old I am, the prisoners I served in the Provincial Prison ranged from 100 to 80."

"This is the first time in my life that I have to serve a big brother with a wide treatment."

"Don't worry, the chain won't fall off. Just don't dislike me."

Ye Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and simply no longer sympathized with the other party.

If he is still in prison at this age, he must be planning to die here.

"Where is Lao Wang? Why haven't you seen him?"

After Ye Cheng brushed his teeth and washed his face, he sat down and started eating, then asked a question out of the blue.

"Captain Wang?"

Huya Li said first, "Haha, I don't know what happened today. The chief of the first prison district asked the prisoner from the second prison to bring over a lot of dumpling stuffing."

"Captain Wang is very happy to see us. He arranged for everyone to make dumplings down there."

"By the way, Limin and I will go to help later. Do you want to bring some for you?"

"dumpling?"

Ye Cheng was quite moved.

I haven't eaten dumplings for at least half a year since I was imprisoned in the detention center.

He shook his head: "Forget it, I'm going to bed after eating. I don't know how long I will sleep."

"Next time, or leave some for me and don't cook it until you wake up."

"Row!"

Huya Li agreed with a smile.

"Fuck, Lao Li, if you want to make dumplings, you can do it yourself. My special mother won't go. I'll continue to guard Brother Cheng at the door."

Make dumplings?

Who the hell likes to pack that thing?

Zhou Limin might as well find a reason to rest and eat it directly when it is cooked.

Huya Li nodded, obviously having no objection.

After the two of them cleaned up the room, Ye Cheng was also full.

He handed the tableware to the two of them and stretched again, feeling sleepy.

"Okay! Please help me eat lunch, Limin, don't leave it behind!"

"No one can disturb me until I wake up."

After saying that, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep within a short time.

The two quickly left the house quietly.

Zhou Limin pushed the tableware into Huaya Li's hand: "Go, Lao Li! Did you hear what Brother Cheng said? I already have lunch, and I won't eat the dumplings either."

"I'm on duty during the day today, and you guard the door at night!"

After saying that, he sat on the chair at the door of the room and basked in the sun leisurely.

Huya Li shook his head helplessly and had to go downstairs to help with the tableware.

However, when passing by the three-person room, I subconsciously glanced inside.

Seeing Jiang Desheng still lying on the bed with his eyes squinted, he shouted out of curiosity.

"Jiang Desheng, Team Wang asked me to go downstairs to make dumplings! Let's go!"

Jiang Desheng seemed oblivious, his eyes still closed as if he were dead.

"grass!"

Huya Li couldn't help but curse: "Everyone is a fucking uncle. The real uncle is almost eighty, and he still has to serve you!"

He was a lonely old man, and if he dared to get angry at anyone, he could only go downstairs to help in the kitchen.

said earlier.

The old, weak, sick and disabled brigade was placed at the very back of the prison, and was like a cold palace.

Even the canteen is a separate kitchen where you can cook and eat by yourself.

Especially two days ago, after the mentally ill Meng Chunping slapped the warden Meng Chunping, the food and benefits of the entire brigade were cut in half.

All the prisoners were very happy when they heard that they could eat dumplings today.

In the cafeteria, Wang Qiushu and several other guards didn't show any airs. They all wore aprons and had their hands covered with noodles.

Coupled with the prisoners who came to help, a large group of people were enjoying themselves.

"Hey! Lao Li, come on, come on! Come over and help!"

When Wang Qiushu saw Huya Li finally coming downstairs, he smiled and said hello.

"Is Mr. Ye still working? Did you tell him about eating dumplings?"

Huya Li rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands.

"Say, he doesn't want to eat. He's already asleep. Xiao Zhou is watching him. Let's eat these dumplings ourselves."

After washing his hands, Huya Li went to the pot of dumpling stuffing and took a sip.

"Hey! Pork and leeks? It's delicious!"

"How much meat did the first prisoner put in it? At least one big fat pig, right?"

Wang Qiushu smiled and pushed the other person: "Okay, look at you, you look like you have never seen the world!"

"Hurry up and make them in time to eat in the morning. Whoever makes a few can eat a few. No one should think about getting something for nothing."

"Yes!"

Huya Li strangely yelled in agreement, and the entire prisoners in the cafeteria laughed.

In fact, we have been getting along for such a long time. Regardless of the crimes we committed before entering prison, we know each other as if they were family members.

The old, the weak, the sick, the disabled and the mentally ill are all pitiful people, so who would want to torment whom?

In addition, Wang Qiushu is a kind-hearted person, and the atmosphere in the entire old, weak, sick and disabled brigade should not be too good.

By almost twelve o'clock in the morning, all the dumplings were wrapped.

The prisoner in charge of cooking started a fire to cook the dumplings underwater, and soon the entire canteen was filled with the aroma of meat dumplings.

More prisoners came over carrying rice bowls, bowls and chopsticks. They all sat down and waited for the meal to be served.

"Hiss...it smells so girly!"

After the first pot of dumplings was cooked, Wang Qiushu took the first bite and sighed sincerely.

In fact, for the people of Longguo, eating a hot meal of dumplings is really the happiest thing.

"Come on, come on! Here are the dumplings!"

Guards He Mancang, Tang Wenbin, and Gao Zhanlin ran out carrying three large basins of cooked dumplings.

Hula, the prisoners gathered around him all of a sudden.

"Don't grab them! Come one by one."

Wang Qiushu shouted when he saw this, and the whole cafeteria was as lively as the Chinese New Year.

When everyone returned to their seats with dumplings in hand to eat, they suddenly became even more excited.

hiss……

Take a breath.

Fragrant!

This is so girly!

Everyone just felt that they had never eaten such delicious dumplings in their lives.

I finished one bowl of dumplings quickly and started looking at the second bowl eagerly.

"Captain King! Okay, are you okay? We are all waiting!" The prisoners couldn't wait any longer and kept urging them.

Wang Qiushu devoured a few and turned his head to take a look.

"Damn, everyone is starving to death and reincarnated? It's like urging them to die?"

Strange to say though.

Even Wang Qiushu felt that today's dumplings were ridiculously delicious.

I wonder if the cooks in the first ward have changed?

It’s been too long since we’ve had dumplings.

How can you eat such good stuff?

The leeks are as tender as if they have just sprouted in your mouth, and the pork stuffing is also chewy and chewy. After one bite, the aroma fills your mouth, making you have endless aftertaste.

After eating more than a dozen dumplings, I felt like I had eaten nothing.

Wang Qiushu put down the empty bowl and urged the cook to continue cooking the second pot.

But when he turned around and saw the abnormal looks of several people, he was startled.

"Hey! Meng Chunping, didn't your mother-in-law say she likes dumplings the most? Why can't you take one bite?"

Wang Qiushu walked up to the prisoner who liked to wear Kucha Zi outside.

The other party was the buddy who slapped Warden Meng, Meng Chunping.

Meng Chunping's head shook like a rattle.

"Fuck! Captain Wang, these dumplings are flavorful! There's nothing good in the stuffing, so you can't eat them!"

Ok?

When Wang Qiushu heard this, his nose became angry.

Depend on!

You usually clamor for dumplings every day, but now that the dumplings have been brought to you, you don’t want to eat them?

He was so angry that he wanted to slap the other person on the head to make him wake up.

Unexpectedly, several more mentally ill prisoners followed suit.

"That's right! Captain Wang, these dumplings are dada! Even dogs won't eat them!"

"Dogs don't eat it either, so I won't eat it!"

"Do you believe that dumplings are poisonous, or do you believe that I am Qin Shihuang? There is definitely something wrong with these dumplings..."

"Bold, who wants to kill me!"

A group of mental patients screamed, and some even threw dumplings into the swill bucket.

Wang Qiushu was dumbfounded!

I go!

You are sick!

No, you are indeed sick.

"Go away, go away, go away!"

"If you don't eat, don't worry! You deserve to starve to death!"

When Wang Qiushu saw a large bowl of dumplings being thrown into the swill bucket, he shouted in distress.

Even the other prisoners glared and scolded.

Even the dogs won’t eat it?

So what are we?

A group of mentally ill prisoners threw their chopsticks in anger when they saw being scolded by everyone, and simply went back to their cells to sleep.

"Fuck! Don't ever ask me to make dumplings for you in this life!"

Wang Qiushu pointed at their backs, cursed, and kept talking.

Unexpectedly, the guard He Mancang who delivered meals to the solitary room came back.

There was a prisoner in the solitary room, and it was Huang Quan who was planning to open his forehead at that moment.

He Mancang was holding a bowl of dumplings, his face full of anger.

"Captain Wang, Huang Quan won't eat it either. Unless it's poisonous, let's not touch it!"

"Whoever eats it will die, and he deserves to die..."

Wang Qiushu frowned when he heard this, and his heart sank.

Is it...

Is there really something wrong with this dumpling?