Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

Time passed slowly in silence, as if every second was stretched infinitely. After nearly ten minutes, Jia Zhang finally seemed to have recovered from the endless dark abyss. She trembled her fingers slightly at first, then used all her strength to support her scarred body, and crawled hard on the dusty ground bit by bit. Every inch she moved was accompanied by a piercing pain. Her brows were tightly knitted together, and her teeth were clenched, but the instinct for survival drove her to slowly stand up.

When her eyes fell on the empty package, her already painful face was instantly covered with despair. She thought of the money she had saved with great effort and treasured, which was robbed so easily, and then she was beaten mercilessly. The grievance, anger and helplessness in her heart surged like a tide, and she could no longer hold it back and burst into tears. The cry was a bit suppressed at first, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of her throat with difficulty, and then it broke out completely, resounding around like a flood. She covered her face with her hands, and her body kept shaking due to violent sobbing. Tears and snot mixed together and flowed freely on her bruised and dusty face.

At this moment, the eyes of the people around were attracted by the sudden cry, and they all turned their heads to look over. There was no sympathy in their eyes, only a kind of indifference and curiosity about Jia Zhang's miserable appearance.

"It looks like this person has collapsed." An old lady had a gloating smile on her face and was talking with a click of the tongue, as if she was enjoying a funny farce.

"It's normal for a newcomer. I haven't suffered any setbacks. I'll get used to it in the future." Another person crossed his arms, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and responded nonchalantly with a hint of sarcasm. After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. Wasn't it the same for them when they first came in? When they first arrived at this reform farm, facing the unfamiliar and cruel environment, their pride and fantasies were shattered one by one. They also felt pain and despair, but as time went by, under the torture and oppression day after day, they gradually became numb and finally got used to this dark life.

Jia Zhang cried for a long time before she dragged her heavy feet, holding her few belongings, and slowly came to the bed assigned to her, amid the strange looks of the crowd. As soon as she approached, a pungent sour smell came over her. The smell was like the fermentation of long-unwashed clothes mixed with sweat and dirt, which was disgusting. Jia Zhang's face turned pale in an instant, and she subconsciously covered her nose, her eyes full of disgust and disbelief.

In her memory, although she didn't like to clean up at home, at least she had a diligent daughter-in-law, Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu handled all the big and small things at home in an orderly manner. She never had to worry about these quilts and other things. Qin Huairu always washed them clean and folded them neatly. But now, the dirty and smelly bed in front of her formed a sharp contrast with the comfort of home, which made her feel unwell.

"Why is it so smelly? Don't you have a new quilt?" Jia Zhang couldn't help but mutter to herself, with a hint of expectation and dissatisfaction in her voice. She really couldn't imagine sleeping in such a stinking place, and she still had a glimmer of luck in her heart, hoping that there would be a clean new quilt to save her from the current predicament.

After hearing her words, the people around were stunned at first, and then looked at Jia Zhang in surprise, as if they had heard a big joke. Their eyes were full of ridicule and contempt, and they were secretly complaining in their hearts: This guy must be an idiot, right?

"What did she just say? A new quilt? Is she mentally ill?" An old lady stared with eyes wide open, mocking in disbelief. Her sharp voice was particularly piercing in the quiet dormitory, causing people around to laugh.

"I mean, she really thinks this is outside. It's good to have a blanket to cover herself." Another person followed suit, with undisguised disdain on his face. Everyone mocked her, as if they wanted to vent their disgust and dissatisfaction with Jia Zhang through these words.

After hearing what they said, Jia Zhang felt a sharp pain in her heart. She opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but found that she was powerless to fight back. She knew that she was in trouble now and was no longer the Jia Zhang who was domineering at home. A flash of anger flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by deep despair. She slowly lowered her head and looked at the dirty ground under her feet, feeling so regretful. She kept blaming herself in her heart: I should have known not to dig that toilet. I had to dig it, and now I have sent myself to this hellhole.