Ding Tian's Ancient Life

Speaking of this topic, Cui Jiu himself wanted to start a family and start a career: "Who wouldn't? But what would I do? Who's daughter would like me? Do you want to be a matchmaker for me?"

This is a good thing, Cui Jiu looked at Ding Tian eagerly.

"I won't be a matchmaker for you." Ding Tian smiled gently: "I don't think you are hopeless, look, I'll talk to you

God, but I didn't chat with the 36 kidnappers I personally caught. You should understand that I treat you differently from them...

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When Ding Tian was in school, he had studied "ideological and political education", among which "ideological and political education" was a compulsory subject for prison guards.

How should educators and educated get along?

He graduated with full marks in this subject.

For a person like Cui Jiu, he can definitely let him "reform through labor". Looking at his historical behavior, he didn't really do anything outrageous. It's just that he harassed women all day long. But as long as you correct him, you won't believe that he can turn the world upside down?

Cui Jiu is not a modern person. In ancient times, rascals like him were ignorant and incompetent. How could they withstand Ding Tian's "ideological education"?

Ding Tian chatted with him for a long time, but he was fooled by Ding Tian...ah no, he cried bitterly when Ding Tian said: "Since my parents died, no one has ever told me this... woo... "

"Then I'll tell you..." Ding Tian patted him on the shoulder: "You are also raised by your biological parents, everyone is the same, if you bully their female relatives, can they not be angry? Besides, this is immoral behavior , To put it bluntly, that’s called hooliganism, think about it differently, if someone whistles at your wife or sister, will you be angry?”

Men in the Northland are stronger, so their tempers are naturally stronger, but they speak the truth, and if they don't make sense, they use their fists to speak.

The guards didn't know why Prison Ding wanted to "talk" to Cui Jiu, and they had seen the room before, and even went in to decorate it, but hearing Cui Jiu's movements, did he cry?

And not once, but several times on and off.

Zheng Dang was on duty today, and he not only asked his father, Uncle Zheng: "Father, what did Prison Ding do to Cui Jiu? Made Cui Jiu, a rascal, cry like a baby?"

"Who knows?" Old Uncle Zheng was also a little curious: "But it must not be the one who made him cry... Ding Siyu is not like that.

people. "

If it was someone else, Old Uncle Zheng wouldn't dare to make such a promise, but Ding Tian gave him a pretty good impression these days, he never swears, and he can write... This is not a skill that a prisoner should have.

No wonder he is a "prison manager". He has been working all his life, and he is still an old jailer, not even the prison boss.

When Cui Jiu was taken away, his eyes were swollen and red like peaches, and he could tell he had cried bitterly, and his voice was hoarse.Ding Tian stood at the door of the conversation room, very satisfied.

Talk to him more in the future, maybe this person will be able to change his ways.

He was satisfied. Seeing that Cui Jiu had been away for so long, the other prisoners still looked like that when he came back, wilting like an eggplant beaten by Shuang...then they began to murmur in their hearts: Could it be that they were sentenced to severe punishment?

The kidnappers are dead pigs who are not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, but the remaining five are not. Some of Ding Tian's actions made them unable to understand.

At the same time, Ding Tian also went for a stroll in the street, thinking about what kind of job he could find so that the prisoners in the prison could create something for the cell.

income.

The last time he tossed about the hygiene of the cell, not only did he approve the money, but he also posted some things he didn't need to smooth out the cell.

But this is not a long-term solution.

You can't always ask for money from your superiors, can you?

Those who knew, he spent all of it on the prison cell, but those who didn't know thought he was greedy for ink.

Therefore, the cell has to generate its own income to maintain the huge expenses.

Anyway, the prisoners are still locked up, and it is not bad to have a labor reform.

It's a pity that the merchants on the street all have their own purchase channels, and even if they don't, they will have some fixed partners. I really... can't find any suitable ones.

After strolling around, he stopped at a noodle shop and ordered Yangchun noodles and a plate of fried peanuts. The shop gave him a homemade salted duck egg.

It was not lunch time yet, and there was no one here.

In addition, the store is also a small business, the store is not big, but it is also clean.

Ding Tian was also a little hungry, and he ate the noodles with a splash, but he was a little bold.

Diagonally opposite this store is a big restaurant. The restaurant has been around for a few years and is well decorated. Its name is "Liansheng Restaurant".

Because the name is auspicious!

At this moment, in front of a window of the restaurant facing the street, several people accompanied a young son, pointing to Ding Tian who was eating noodles diagonally across: "Master, that is Ding Tian, ​​Ding Si prison."

"He is?" Young Master squinted his eyes and looked for a long time: "Quite young?"

"That's right! An old acquaintance of Prefect Du, it is said that his father fought side by side with Prefect Du. In the end, the battle was won and his father died. Prefect Du missed his old feelings and left him the position of prison boss at that time for three years. After he became a filial piety, he became the head of the prison, and now with the promotion of Du Zhifu, he also went to the government office to take the post of prison supervisor, but he was an official of the ninth grade!" The dog leg next to him slightly

Slight envy, jealousy and hatred.

"What kind of official is a person from the ninth rank?" The young master sneered: "Even our concierge doesn't look down on something." Others didn't dare to breathe. His eyelids are a little shallow."

"Are you okay?" Young Master Brother watched Ding Tian eat noodles, drink soup, and pick salted duck eggs: "He is not what you have heard on the surface. This person is lucky. He met a nobleman from Beijing, and I am very familiar with it, how many people ask to see the nobleman without saying a word, but he eats at the same table all day long..."

The son's tone now is just like the dog's leg just now, full of envy, jealousy and hatred!

Things at home are messed up, and I can't rely on it for a while, my father's official position is in jeopardy, and the bastards born to the aunts in the backyard are going to the camp... angry!

"Then what do you think?" The dog legs didn't dare to talk too much.

This son brought a lot of people, and as the local tyrants, they could only help him a little bit, a little money to support his family.

"Let's go, someone downstairs will give you money." Now that you have seen what people look like, you don't have to worry about not being able to get acquainted.

Those people went downstairs obediently, received two taels of silver each from the followers of the young master, and then dispersed like birds and beasts.

One of them went home and took a nap after picking up the money, then got up, changed his clothes, tidied his hair, and washed his face and hands. Boy, doesn't look like a vagrant at all.

After going out, I went directly to the residential area behind the next street, and knocked on the door of a family: "Old Uncle Zheng? Is Old Uncle Zheng there?"

It was an old woman who opened the door: "Liangzi? Your old uncle Zheng hasn't left for work yet!"

"Then I'll wait for him at home, auntie, please tell Old Uncle Zheng if you have anything to do." Liangzi smiled honestly, quite different from the dogleg in the restaurant.

"Okay, then you come in, just in time, your old uncle Zheng's yamen has distributed some snacks, you come and taste it!" Aunt Lao Zheng let him in, and gave him two snacks: "It is said that Ding Siju gave it to you." Yes, it will be the Dragon Boat Festival in a few days, and there are still things to share."

Normally, Old Aunt Zheng was very dissatisfied that both the head of the family and the eldest son were jailers.

It's different now, things are brought back every now and then, and wages are paid on a monthly basis without deducting a cent.

The living conditions at home have been greatly improved, and Aunt Zheng has never been so rich.

"I'm so envious!" Liangzi was not polite, and started to eat: "That prison guard is really nice."

"Who says it's not!" Aunt Zheng's family members, although they have never met Ding Tian, ​​are very supportive of this "Ding Prison".Because Prison Ding implemented all the guards in accordance with the regulations, and every one of them was cleaned up, someone has come to say goodbye to Zheng Dang in the past two days.

A clean and nice guy with a job to support his family, which is not bad in Fucheng.

In addition, Old Uncle Zheng was doing purchases for the prison cell, which was a lucrative job.

Even if he is not corrupt, other stores should give him some benefits when he buys in large quantities, right?

After Ding Tian had dinner in the noodle shop, he returned to the yamen, and he had to say hello when he was on business.

After finishing speaking, the on-duty staff was arranged, and then the others could leave, Ding Tian also returned home, Mrs. Jin cooked, he ate outside, and the four of them ate dinner in the kitchen.

Ding Tian asked Aunt Jin again: "You can help me make summer shirts."

"Success!" Aunt Jin earned some money from the last job and supplemented her family's income. Now that she has another job to do, she is of course happy: "Say, how do you do it?"

Ding Tian's idea is very simple, that is to make light work clothes. The work clothes in the prison are thick because they are ancient clothes!

Close-fitting underwear, inner and outer, three layers, two of which are long ones.

In fact, from Ding Tian's point of view, two layers are enough, a close-fitting trousers and a thin layer of work clothes outside.

Underwear or something can be avoided in summer.

Although the summer in the Northeast is not too hot, it is still summer.

"I would like to ask you to make some hurdling vests...and cropped pants..." Ding Tian talked to Aunt Jin for a while, and Aunt Jin thought for a while: "The old lady will make a small set first, according to the old lady's order." As for the height of the grandson, if it is not well done, it will be worn by that kid; if it is done well, it will be enlarged according to this method, and it will be made into an adult."

"Okay, this method is good!" Ding Tian slapped his thigh: "I'll listen to you!"

There are many benefits to doing this, and if it is not done properly, it is not afraid of waste.

There is also room for improvement, if it is not suitable, make another set, and will not use more cloth.

"There are still some fine linen in the warehouse, you can figure it out, tell me if there is not enough." Fine cotton is not suitable for making summer shirts at this time, and fine linen is more suitable, because it is cool and breathable.

"No need, the old lady still has fabric at home, which is more than enough to make a set of summer shirts. When it is finished, I will ask for fabric in large quantities." Aunt Jin tidied up: "The old lady will go back."

"Okay!" Ding Tian watched Aunt Jin leave, and saw Ma Liu coming in with a little dog in his arms: "Young Master Tian."

"Hey?" Ding Tian smiled when he saw the puppy, "Where did the dog come from?"

"I want to come from the house on the street. There are few people in the family, and I have a dog to guard the house." Ma Liu came to talk to Ding Tian and got Ding Tian's consent.

"Okay, feed some every day, it's pretty good." Ding Tian rubbed the puppy's head.

"Hey!" Ma Liuyi gritted his teeth, "Just put it at the entrance of the east chamber."

At the door of their house, any movement can be heard.

Ding Tian made some calculations at home, and the next day he was on a business trip, he just entered his "office" when he was stopped by Uncle Zheng: "

Ding Siyu, I have something to tell you. "

Seeing Uncle Zheng's serious attitude, Ding Tian hurriedly said, "Say it."

"Who did you offend in Fucheng?" Old Uncle Zheng said seriously, "Especially some rich and powerful people? Or are they the sons of officials?"

"Ah?" Ding Tian was confused: "Me?"