Common cause

A ray of skylight pierced through the iron railings, Xu Guining got out of bed early, and read the letter under that light blue light.

The letter has been opened - the correspondence has long been read by the person responsible for sending and receiving the letter, in order to prevent criminals from passing dangerous information.

As soon as I opened the letter, the handwriting was big and ugly: Gui Ning, my brother, the words are like faces.

Xu Guining's heart exploded, and a faint sound came out of his throat in shock.Just by the handwriting, he knew that this was not a letter from Shen Guoquan to communicate with him. He was very familiar with the handwriting. On every package she had received, there were the same three big characters: Shen Guoli.

"I'm doing business in the south now, and I'm planning to go abroad after the Chinese New Year. I'm very sad to hear that this happened to you, but I can't help you. You must think that Brother Quan can help you, but Brother Quan is very busy now, and you also say However, he and Brother Kang are the main backbone of the business, and you and I are nobodies. Our fate depends on our own help.

Please take care.

Lee at the end of 2016"

At this time, Xu Guining wanted to send a letter to prove his innocence, and then he thought about it, the case of a living person who was sued for death was handled in a muddle, could it really be impossible to solve it, or the purpose is to make the case vague.From his arrest and detention to the current detention center, the verdict is far away, and the possibility of receiving external assistance is slim. He should have been convicted of this crime.A wife murderer with no relatives, no reason, no one to remember, and no one to rescue, his life will eventually be gradually wiped out in the back and forth documents of the public security bureau.

Brother Quan...and Brother Kang?Backbone and...little people.

Xu Guining seemed to know something, but he didn't know anything.

Since the beginning of the new year, the temperature has been getting colder and colder day by day. Although there is heating in the cell, everyone has to catch up with the sweater progress non-stop. They put their hands in the cold from morning to night, and there are no chilblains on their thick hands. The red flesh blooms at the wound, and when the wool is pulled, or the needle is poked, there are really thousands of flavors in it.Xiang Yuan was exempted from suffering, and his task was taken care of by One Ear.With the passage of time, the industriousness and obedience of the working people gradually emerged in the bones of one ear. Since he embarked on the correct political path, his life has become more regular than outside. In addition to knitting sweaters, he is also responsible for supervision, cleaning arrangements, and board and lodging manage.If you see someone drop a sweater due to frostbite, one ear will always persuade you, difficulty is like a spring, if you are weak it will be strong, from frugality to extravagance is easy, from extravagance to frugality is difficult, people can only enjoy the blessings that cannot be enjoyed, and there is no such thing as unbearable suffering. .As soon as one ear chattered, and no one else responded, Brother Gui reluctantly picked out his ear, then picked up the needle and thread, and pretended to knit two stitches, which was considered to be a face to everyone.

Until the new year, the prison basically formed a leadership team with Xiangyuan as the political center and Brother Gui listening to the government behind the curtain.With the support of the working people, and the policy changes that Mr. Gui tacitly approved, many reforms have been carried out in Xiangyuan. For example, the selection method of floor workers is more convincing—each person produces one piece every two weeks, and no one can complete it. Who sleeps in the toilet in the sweater progress; if everyone is allowed to pay for a good box lunch, brother Xiangyuan can take a cut from it, which is considered a benefit; if there is an increase in social activities with other numbers: first ask your brother to open his voice to deal with drug-related elements Oral education, and then the activists in each cell will reshape the personality of the drug-related personnel-in fact, it is nothing more than criminals looking for fun. The guards not only turn a blind eye to it, but sometimes hold the baton and enjoy it.

Generally speaking, the name has changed from the previous highly centralized system to a serf society, which is a big step for civilization.Everyone was so tired that they didn't have the strength to quarrel and beat each other, and the whole group was in harmony.The guard looked at Shu Xin, and praised Xiang Yuan, saying that he did have ideas and actions, not an embroidered pillow.In this way, Xiang Yuan finally realized his political ambition in the cell.

Xiang Yuan originally wanted to promote Xu Guining, but the latter was always busy with medical accounts and had no spare time to participate in political activities. Xiang Yuan himself found power more interesting.

The time flies, and the Chinese New Year is almost here.

This year, Huzi was in a lot of situations, and Huzi had to be rescued several times, all of whom were dragged back from the death line by Dr. Dong. After seeing Huzi's condition was really urgent, the guard decided to transfer him directly, and Huzi disappeared from the sight of everyone in the detention center since then; After several rescues, Xu Guining issued a lot of more drug use receipts. In addition to filling the hole that Dr. Dong dug before, Xu Guining even made a profit.Dr. Dong tasted the sweetness, and since then he has been conscientious in rescuing patients. He has "rescued" the traitor whose wound was almost healed seven or eight times.

Xiang Yuan received two more letters. One said that Sister Liu and the others were defrauded of a total of 10 RMB by a gray company that claimed to be able to obtain bail pending trial; Two uncles were also implicated one after another, and the whole family ran together to save themselves and each other, and had no time to care about others.

The detention center has a seven-day holiday for the New Year. At noon on New Year’s Eve, the convicts brought meat stuffing and flour and other things. The task of making dumplings fell on everyone. It's fun.Xu Guining was in charge of making the dough, but found that there was no drinking water, so he had to go to the toilet pit, pull out the water pipe to fill the basin with water.

He suddenly remembered that Huzi's poem seemed to be written nearby. He knelt down to remove the wastebasket and found the whole poem on the wall.

"A pen is as deep as a rafter, and a dream is deep,

Prisoners have no idea about their future.

Hold on to injustice today,

Red jade and white water are the two roots of disaster.

must also be transported to be free,

I advise you not to shed tears.

If there is injustice in the world,

Alcoholic drinking and beheading with a knife!

——Mei Jieben”

Only then did he know that Huzi's original name was Mei Jieben.

There were a lot of happy events on this New Year's Eve, one of which was the traitor Huihaoer. He was not seriously injured from the fall and had a lot of cuts on the glass. Fortunately, his lovely face was not affected, but his walk was awkward.As soon as the traitor entered the account, he planned to return to your brother's arms, but found that your brother was making dumplings with his flour-smeared face, and yelled: "Taste my craftsmanship!"With that cheerful look, no one would have guessed that he was once the No. [-] tyrant.

The original 'Small Glasses No. [-]' was lying on its stomach outside the garden, with its elbows resting on the side of the shop, and a cigarette between its two fingers. The gentle white face was looming in the smoke, and its expression was interesting.

The traitor couldn't figure out the depth of the water, so he asked the person next to him suspiciously, "Why do you let your brother work? Is it itchy?!"

The person next to him has a cleft lip that has undergone surgery, and he has always shared a bowl with One Ear. When Brother Gui was in power, he belonged to the group of squeezed laborers. Labor! Those who celebrate the Chinese New Year are not special!"

The traitor gritted his teeth, seeing that he was about to have sex with the female relative of the other party, a slipper flew over from Brother Gui, temporarily ending the crisis.

Each room is equipped with a TV, which is usually hung high, and it is played once during the holidays. At this time, everyone has put the dumplings into the pot, and the whole room is steaming, and the anger and hostility are thrown to the sky at this moment. Everyone is enjoying themselves. Look up and wait for the Spring Festival Gala to start broadcasting.

I don’t know why, the Spring Festival Gala is ugly every year. People say that the good shows are mostly the same, and the bad shows are different. Let’s sing and dance first. The color of the stage is like a dyeing workshop.A few more language programs followed, not only were they not funny, but the actors even jumped up and down the stage, making people's necks ache.Fortunately, everyone didn't complain, so they treated it as an accompaniment to the New Year's Eve dinner.

Xiang Yuanzheng was thinking about why it was so easy for him to manage the number. Now it seems that his ingenuity is of little use, and it should be attributed to not fighting against mainstream interests. In fact, it doesn't matter who is the head of the number. It just depends on whether everyone likes it or not. .It is conceivable that once there are things and people that do not conform to public values, they will be picked out and crushed to death soon.

Xiang Yuan thought of Wen Jie, the old man who taught him well, it was nothing more than going deep into the masses to lead the masses.Xiang Yuan put his hands in a triangle and looked out from the smog. This posture was very deep, as if he was peeping at something.

At this time, someone said, "What kind of dick show? Even a traitor is better than this!"

Everyone laughed wildly, Xiang Yuan and Xu Guining came late, they didn't know that the traitor was originally a graduate of the Capital Pheasant Academy of Performing Arts, and he was quite confident in his own charm.

The traitor was angry: "Who has opened his crotch—"

These days, everyone is led by intellectuals, and after their status has risen, they dare to run the train with their mouths full of words: "I'm showing you!"

The traitor rushes up and is about to tear his mouth open. Someone in the dark sticks out a small foot and pokes at his knee. The traitor flies out lightly and hits a row of dirty toes. Before he can get angry, the traitor's yelling is uncovered. The cheers were interrupted.

On the night of the New Year's Eve, the traitors were arranged to sleep by the toilet pit, and many people drank dumpling soup, and the traitors were splashed with urine several times in the middle of the night.

There was no need to work on the first day of the new year, so Hare Lip took out his private dice, and everyone picked up mouthwash cups to play dice.The traitor yelled to invite Brother Gui to have fun, but Brother Gui was too lazy to answer, and everyone sat around and started to gamble. The traitor kicked one of them away angrily, and joined the battle by himself.

The traitor's gambling quality is extremely poor, and suddenly he said that his 1 point is a universal point, and then he said that to accommodate you natives, 1 point is 1 point.This caused dissatisfaction among many people, and one ear said: "One o'clock is one o'clock, everything is omnipotent, you have made an agreement, you are changing here and there, you have changed a lot?"

The traitor thought that one ear was the hard-working toilet cleaner before he was injured, and now he said angrily: "I can order whatever I like, and you still treat yourself as a coriander for a while!"

Xu Guining leaned against the iron railing and raised his arms. He felt that this group of people spoke vividly and their brains were flexible. They could make up a cross talk for the Spring Festival Gala. It was definitely better than the one on TV.

When he drove the traitor to the side of the shop with a punch in one ear and a heavy hammer, Brother Gui stretched his long legs and got off the kang.

One ear casts a mouse, and the round and thick arms are raised in the air, not daring to make a move. Unexpectedly, Brother Gui lifted the traitor, threw it lightly, and then put his arms through his armpit to lock him. The traitor is like a trapped The caught crayfish desperately waved their pincers in the air.

Brother Gui locked the traitor and walked a few steps, then slammed him into the toilet pit, then picked up the mouthwash cup and rice bowl and smashed it, and after smashing it, he raised his legs and dropped it heavily. Hang the traitor's head into the cesspit.

The traitor never imagined that in the days when he left, the cleaner was no longer a cleaner, and the security officer was no longer a security officer. In addition to the power transfer, there were also many changes in the world. He couldn't understand it even if he was killed. He was doing Xiang Yuanbo face by beating him!

The rolling wheel of history ran over the traitor, and waited for the rabbit lip to be pulled out by a kind-hearted person to see him. The traitor was bleeding from his nostrils, his face was purple and swollen like a toad, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, which was dripping on the edge of his mouth. , The traitor took it with his hand, his eyes straightened in shock, he rubbed his blood on his lapel, then lowered his head again, and fell silent for a long time.

This is the reason why Xu Guining felt sad for the first time, he saw Xiang Yuan Momo's eyes in the smoke, and thought to himself, when did you become like this?Those who should have suffered escaped a catastrophe, and they will step on the suffering people even lower to emphasize that their status is indeed hard-won-the traitor should never get up again after suffering such a disaster.

The traitor was bleeding profusely, and someone reported it to the guard, and when the guard came in, he scolded, "Fuck your ancestors, you don't stop after Chinese New Year? How did Wen Xiuping do this?"

The traitor raised his eyes, glanced blankly at the cell, and said weakly: "Report to the discipline, my gums are on fire, and bleeding is coming from rinsing my mouth. It's tooth blood, tooth blood."

Discipline is not stupid, but since the traitor is willing to give everyone face, he doesn't bother to see the details: "Get angry? Did you eat too much leek and dumplings yesterday? Well, I will ask the handyman to take away all the meat and vegetables in a while, so that you don't want to kill me." The anger is too heavy, and there are swords and swords all day long."

The traitor originally intended to protect everyone to show his surrender, but unexpectedly he became the chief culprit of skipping food, all eyes were fixed on his back, and the traitor wanted to cry but had no tears.

It was night, and Xiang Yuan was lying on the bunk, and the horrible image of the bloody traitor appeared in his mind, and the sympathy of the scholar turned up—he thought about punishing the traitor, but never thought of doing it in this way, but judging from the expressions of everyone Come on, everyone likes to hear this, Wen Jie is right, when there are too many people and the speed is fast, no one can stop the car.

In fact, Xiang Yuan was more frightened, pitied himself, and sympathized with himself. Thinking of a person with a weak personality like himself, he can't really learn from Wenjie, and playing the game of going deep into the masses is purely tightrope walking. Brother Gui only held him for the sake of saving face.Xu Guining's eyes at that time were really contemptuous, probably thinking that you are just a cover for everyone doing bad things, and you really think of yourself as the supreme leader?Xiang Yuan cried for the first time after entering the office, his brows and eyes were fighting, his nose was slightly wrinkled, his mouth was tightly pressed, and he cried silently.

Xu Guining stretched out his hand to touch him, seeing him crying, felt very sad, and thought to himself, forget it, pretending to be smart, and being frightened, I thought you were a bad learner...it doesn't matter if your mother becomes bad or not, I will give you whatever she wants Caring, her mouth was like an old lady with a broken mouth: "It's getting late, go to sleep."