Dreamland Guide

Yu Jianguo lowered his head and carefully put a thin cotton thread into the **** eye of the embroidery needle. The end of the cotton thread was a little loose, and it didn't pass in the first time. He put the end of the thread into his mouth and licked it, turning the end of the thread into a thin pointy look, and then pierced it at the **** of the needle again. This time it was probably because the end of the thread became soft and thin after being licked and passed by the eye of the needle without success.

Yu Jianguo picked up the scissors on the table, cut off the soft pointed end of the thread, and continued to carefully pierce the needle. This time the end of the thread went in smoothly through the eye, he immediately pinched it with two fingers, the end of the thread was pulled out from the other end of the needle's eye, and he also let out a long breath.

He felt that his eyes were not as good as before. This was something that had to be placed in the past, one second, but now he has tossed it over and over again for so long. Fortunately, the discipline did not urge him, which was very different from when he was in jail more than ten years ago. At that time, if your movements were a little slower, it was said that you were passive and sabotaged, which would inevitably be reprimanded. If it slows down the progress of the same group, causing everyone to work overtime, they will be beaten when they return.

The conditions in the current prison are much better than in the past, and the management is stricter, but labor and life are much more humane. Work on time every day, eat on time, pickle steamed buns in the morning, meat at noon, and vegetarian dishes in the evening. Although there are still cell bosses in the prison who will still bully the weak, they will not beat others as often as they did in the past.

Yu Jianguo was sentenced to the crime of trafficking in human organs, intentional injury, fraud, theft and insulting the corpse, and he was punished for several crimes. In addition, he had a criminal record, so the sentence was a bit heavier. He knew his age, and he definitely couldn't get out. But it's okay if you don't go out, you don't know what to do when you go out, you can't even deal with those human traffickers and organ traffickers.

After putting on the needle, he picked up a piece of clothing from a nearby basket and began to sew buttons on it. This is the simplest job, but it is not easy to do it well. Buttons must be sewn upright, not crooked, too tight or too loose, that is, they must be secure, and they must be buttoned comfortably. In addition, the position of the needle is also very particular. Not only the cross button or tic-tac-toe button on the front of the button must be even and beautiful, turn the clothes over, and the thread on the back of the button must not be messy. For each eye, you also need a few eyes on the back, otherwise it won’t look good and it’s unqualified.

This work was not the first day in Jianguo. Not to mention the newcomers who have just entered the prison, or the old people who have served one or two years in prison, the needlework is far worse than him. This is because he had been in jail for three years in the past, and the other is because he was an apprentice in a tailor shop in the city when he was young.

When I was young, I was very poor. I was so poor that people in the village hadn't put a grain of rice in the pot in half a year. The elm bark at the entrance of the village was stripped and cooked to eat. He went out to beg with the old people in the village when he was very young. Begging for food is the one who can hardly raise his head. If he can survive, who wants to beg for food? But in that era, their beggars became the first people to see the world with their eyes open.

Yu Jianguo had no culture and was young at that time. He didn't know about reform and opening up and the Third Plenary Session. However, the earth-shaking changes that were taking place across the country from urban to rural areas gave him enough shock. He saw the smoking chimneys suddenly erected in the vast countryside, the streets of the city were suddenly crowded with vendors of all sizes, and the people in the homespun clothes suddenly became colorful.

When a group of beggars sat outside the station to return to their hometown and argued fiercely about whether to go back by car or walk back, his youngest beggar said a frustrating and exciting sentence:

"Don't go back at all, work part-time, return after earning money, and go back if you ask for a meal. What a promise!"

For his words, everyone argued at the station all night, until the next morning, the sun shone on their tired faces, and the warmth made people feel like their mother's chest. The homesickness defeated the wanderer’s determination to be home from all over the world. The group of people walked on the road with their old bags on their backs, leaving only the stubborn Yu Jianguo and the long shadow under the Chaoyang standing alone in the early morning station square. .

"The baby is not very old, and has a bad temper!"

These were the words they left when they left, and at the same time they left Yu Jianguo with half a flatbread and seven cents.

Yu Jianguo decided not to be a beggar again. So he became an apprentice in a tailor's shop after wandering around on half a flatbread and seven cents for three days.

When the apprentice started, it had nothing to do with the real tailoring work. They usually cooperated with the master and sister to do some chores, and more often they helped with housework, buying vegetables, cooking and taking children with them. The work of cutting fabrics and pattern-making is not the turn of an elementary student. At that time, the expensive sewing machine was naturally not allowed to be touched. Master occasionally taught you the art of kneading the cloth head. the meaning of. And the most skillful thing is to sew buttons.

Yu Jianguo remembered that the button styles of that year were much richer than they are now, and all kinds of materials and fancy styles were hard to come by. Sometimes customers come to order clothes, and the styles of the clothes are not mentioned yet, so they choose the buttons first.

Yu Jianguo was able to sew the buttons beautifully, and then he came out of his apprenticeship, but at that time, he had lost interest in tailoring, and instead started a hardware business with a material dealer who often ordered clothes.

The buttons in the prison are very single, of course, to facilitate unified standardized management, after all, everyone is not professional in this. This kind of work is too simple for Jianguo, and he can sew everything with his eyes closed. As he sews, he misses the past, misses that little tailor shop, misses all kinds of colorful buttons.

"Yu Jianguo!"

The sudden roar of the discipline made Yu Jianguo startled. He thought he was slow to pierce the needle just now, or he was found out of his mind. He instinctively straightened his body and responded with a "report to the government", and then waited for instructions with a dull look.

The guard nodded: "Someone came to see you, please have a family meal."

"Family meal?"

Yu Jianguo wondered if he had heard it wrong. He has no relatives and no reason, and it is not the first time he has been in jail. There was a younger generation, Zhao Pengcheng, who visited him last time. This time even Zhao Pengcheng also went in. He really became a lonely man. Who would visit him?

He has never eaten a family meal. He only heard that the "family meal" is expensive. Not only can he meet with prisoners during non-visiting hours, but he can also enjoy a "rich" lunch together in a special cell~www.wuxiaspot .com~ No need to shout through that **** glass.

Yu Jianguo really couldn't think of anyone who would invite him to a family meal. He didn't believe that pie would fall in the sky. It smelled like a conspiracy. But what conspiracy can be conspired to him, a prisoner who has nothing to do with reform-through-labor? He is barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes, thinking that no matter how bad he is, he will not be worse than the current situation.

In the envious eyes of other prisoners, Yu Jianguo followed another prison guard who came to pick him up.

He walked into the mysterious "box" for the banquet. On the rectangular table were a few small dishes with meat and vegetables, and a bottle of Erguotou with the lid opened.

Sitting opposite was a young man with messy hair, like being scratched by chicken paws; a gray windbreaker that was washed white, looked older than their prison uniforms; under the table, he could be seen tilted up Erlang's legs and feet are wearing a pair of flip-flops.

When Yu Jianguo approached, the man smiled at him, and Erlang's legs under the table were lowered and made a kick. For some reason, the kicking sound hit his chest hard like an invisible hammer.

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