Chapter 5 Chapter 5

Despite the bad news of her mother's illness, on the way back to Room No. 9, Xiaoru, who was carrying the package in her hand, still felt light and ready to fly, and even had the urge to sing loudly, although the deputy director and the deputy director's fingers were leading the way. It was still the bunch of keys hanging from the head. As soon as her mood improved, Xiaoru couldn't help looking at the water supply and queuing project of the number room with a professional eye.The water supply is nothing to look at, it is just a running water pipe. In such a place where people live together, the drainage facilities are very particular.Xiao Ru first saw an open pipe under the corridor at the door of Room No. 1. Judging from a small amount of soap and synthetic detergent foam, it was the outlet pipe for laundry water and surface water from Room 1 to Room 9.Because there are no rice grains, vegetable dregs, and fat deposits, the effluent from the sink must be combined with the sewage from the toilet to adopt an intercepting and confluent system.The question is, should domestic sewage be discharged through drainpipes or culverts?I'm afraid it's a culvert, as I thought, because the squatting seat in the toilet of No. 1 room does not have a porcelain basin or a door pipe, but a bottomless slope.

Turning the corner from the aisle is room No. 9, and Xiao Ru has reached the door before she can figure out her professional issues.Wang Gou opened the iron gate and stepped aside, Xiaoru of course walked in without pushing.As soon as the iron door was locked with a bang, the little bird jumped over to pick up the package, which made Xiaoru very flattered. Did they know that the chief knew me? "Check it out, put it away if there is no problem." Before Xiao Ru understood the meaning of this sentence, Xiaoniao had already carried the parcel onto the bunk and shook it open, and the contents fell on the bed with a clatter.The jailer bent down and picked up a jacket and put it on, picked up a pair of shorts and stuffed them in his pockets, then squatted down to search.

"Master Jiu, yours." The prison chief handed over a white sweater, and Master Jiu wrapped it around his neck immediately. "White symbolizes purity," said Master Jiu. The prison chief threw a shirt to Scar, a pair of linen pants to that one a scarf, and the little bird stood aside, waiting for the reward.After the bride took away a pair of socks, there was only a handkerchief left. With a flick of the prison head, it was firmly covered in the bird's face.Xiaoniao forced a smile on his face, pretending to be overjoyed, and the perceptive cell boss still saw his dissatisfaction.

"This is for you, do you want it?" the prisoner threatened, shaking his jacket. "Thank you Captain," said the bird. "I'm warm and need a handkerchief." "Don't be so fucking smart," said the cell boss. The little bird didn't dare to answer back, and folded the old handkerchief fondly. Xiaoru stood on the ground and watched them share the fruits of victory on the bunk, and those old clothes became someone else's possessions for a moment.It was as if they were local tyrants and evil gentry, while they were poor peasants who divided the land from the local tyrants.There are also two books coiled under the prisoner's feet. They are not clothes, so they are not easy to distribute.The noise of pages flying made Xiaoru's heart feel like a knife was twisting, which aroused the interest of the prison chief. He repeated the action of playing with the book over and over again, until Xiaoru's painful expression made him feel dull, and then he kicked it. Xiao Ru's arms.Xiaoru caught it, it was Fabre's and a novel called "Carving Block", they had been twisted in paper, and Fabre's hardcover was even broken in the middle.

Although the new jacket is a bit too short, it still looks energetic when worn on it.The prison chief rode on the emperor's back, took out the shorts in his pocket and covered the emperor's head, the pants tightened the emperor's mouth and nose, and his eyes were just exposed on both sides.This effect made everyone very satisfied, because the emperor looked more like a horse.But the prison chief was dissatisfied with Xiaoru's preoccupation, he called Xiaoru to him and asked: "Convinced?" "Convinced." Xiao Ru said. The jailer laughed, but there was only a movement of laughter and no sound of laughter. This kind of smile was unbearable, as small as a creep.

"Why are you convinced?" the prison chief said, "Let me listen to the story." "It's fate for everyone to be together, and we should share weal and woe. I have a lot of clothes, so it's only natural to give them to friends in need. Therefore..." The prison chief stopped Xiaoru from continuing with his gestures, "It's very beautiful, it's worthy of being soaked in an ink bottle." The prison chief said, "But I can see the conspiracy in your eyes. Go away, stay away from me, don't Let me smell the sour smell of intellectuals."

Xiaoru was extremely ashamed, and retreated to the corner obediently. There is a person standing outside looking around without saying a word, and he is a handsome guy.After the spoils were divided inside, the handsome guy waved to Xiaoru, "It's time to eat," he said.Xiaoru came out to the outside room, took half a bowl of rice from the handsome guy but was confused: "If it's Chinese New Year, there's no food?" "Yes, it's fried bean teeth with sliced ​​meat. It's really delicious." The handsome guy smiled like a little old man, and said to the inside, "But they made a bet again."

The handsome guy probed his head, and decided that everyone in the room was about to take a nap, so he took out half a bag of mustard, and squeezed two rice bowls as small as they were. Xiao Ru asked the handsome guy for two pieces of paper in advance, and sat in the same position as last night.After everyone fell asleep, he quietly got up and squatted in the toilet, enjoying his good time alone. The handsome guy tried his best to move to the middle to let Xiao Ru have a place to take a nap.The emperor over there is like a bale of hay, and when he lies down, he becomes silent.Xiaoru stuffed a few slippers under the quilt as pillows, and covered the quilt.

Now, Xiaoru finally has the mind to recall a series of events, and he draws a conclusion without hesitation: When a cultural person is forced to tear off his face, the knowledge he has acquired is also far away from his body. The electric bell for getting up rang, announcing the end of the lunch break, and Xiao Ru immediately went back to busy work.The iron door slammed suddenly, and the voice of the deputy director Wang Gou came in: "Zhang Luochen." The cell boss came out from the inside, Xiao Ru couldn't believe that such a vulgar person would have such an elegant name. Master Jiu stretched out his index finger to hook Xiaoru and asked, "What did the deputy director talk to you about?"

"Talk about family and school matters." Xiaoru lied so smoothly, Xiaoru was deeply surprised by herself. "You are dancing swords in front of Guan Gong's gate, and selling herbs at Li Shizhen's gate." Jiu Ye closed his red lips tightly, and concluded in a compassionate tone: "I told you to be honest, why do bad habits die hard?" Xiao Ru blushed, feeling uneasy about the mistakes she made. The prison boss came back while Xiaoru was waiting anxiously, and the emperor, who hugged his knees and curled up in a ball, lay down on the bunk when the prison boss came back.The head of the cell calmly sat on the emperor's back, picked up a cigarette, the handsome guy quickly lit it for him, and put on an ashtray made of a cracked tooth bowl.The headman narrowed his eyes and sprayed a series of smoke rings, the last of which passed through them delicately and powerfully.The head of the cell made a hand gesture that was as small as he could not understand, and Scar explained:

"The cell boss told you to kneel down." Xiao Ru muttered about what to say, her eyes straightened and her neck swelled. Before she could finish a complete sentence, she was punched with a scar on her chest. "Is it mandatory?" "How dare you betray me," the prison chief slammed his heel on the bed board and roared, "Say, did we beat you?" "No." Xiaoru knelt on the ground and fought. "Then why are you falsely accusing us? Fucking college students." "..." "For the sake of you being an intellectual," said the prison chief, "I'll give you a choice, whether to fix it yourself or someone else to fix it?" Xiaoru chose to deal with it by herself. "Then slap twenty slaps in the face." The cell boss suggested how to deal with it. Xiaoru hesitated for a moment, and one of Xiaoniao's legs was placed on his shoulder by the machine, and he secretly exerted force.Xiao Ru slapped his hands in circles.Bird added an additional condition: "Say I'm damned." Xiao Ru didn't turn left and right, because the left cheek was abnormally swollen. In this way, while he slapped the right cheek twenty times, he also scolded himself twenty words "Damn me". When everyone counted to twenty, the little bird loosened its legs and looked at the jailer with a slouched face, waiting for praise or reward.But the cell boss ignored Xiaoniao's fawning, and went to talk to Master Jiu in the corner.Xiaoru stood up slowly, staggered out of the room, and held his face.His face was hot and bloated like freshly baked Harbin Qiulin bread, as small as a handful of juice.Xiaoru turned pale with fright, thought blood was coming out of the fan, opened her palm to see, it turned out to be a handful of tears.As small as scooping water to wash his face, the handsome guy took advantage of his power and stuffed him with a piece of soap.At this time, the shadow of the sun was slanting to the west, and the sunlight covered the entire east wall, so Xiao Ru simply leaned against it to breathe. "Mei Xiaoru". Xiaoru, who was still in fear, was bounced back inside by the sudden call, and immediately saw the instructor's icy face hanging on the prison window.The instructor propped his elbows on the window sill, posing for a lesson and said: "Don't respond to me if you have any problems, heh, what do you mean by going to the director to file a complaint?" The instructor fluently scolded an unbearable swearword, probably meaning that he planned to sleep with all the women in the Mei family, and finally asked angrily, "You clearly know that this is the room I am in charge of, so it's not making things difficult for you?" "I didn't file a complaint." Although Xiao Ru's voice was very small, the content of her expression was still very clear. "Okay, I'll come to work on site," the instructor said, flicking the steel bars with his fingers, "Say it yourself, did anyone hit you?" "Seek truth from facts," Dao Scar emphasized to Xiaoru, "The instructors are all in charge of civilized rooms." Xiaoru was hot all over, and said ambiguously, "Instructor, I want to talk to you alone." "I'm not so full. Talk to you alone. I won't wash the coal? You give me an honest education. Twenty years ago, I knew the truth that the more knowledge, the more reactionary. What color is the ink? Is it black! What will happen to people who drink too much ink? You will be black-hearted. You are the kind of black-hearted little bastard. Tomorrow roll call, if you can’t memorize the prison rules, you will bear the consequences.” Before leaving, the instructor dropped a long string of curses, and Xiaoru was stunned by the scolding, and didn't respond to Xiaoniao's winking eyes, shoulders and shoulders.Scar suggested calling Xiaoru to "light up the lights", but the prison chief stopped him: "The deputy director said that intellectuals are stubborn." The sky is getting darker, and it is the time when the mountain birds return to the forest after the sun goes down.The first day of the new year passed by in such a hurry, except for the intermittent sound of fireworks and firecrackers from the city, there was no sign in Room 9 that this was a day of national celebration.On the eve of the dinner, the prison boss announced two decisions. One is that the dinner must be braised pork, and Xiao Ru’s portion must be handed over to the police to punish him for making a small report; Sanitation also involves washing dishes, and the handsome guy cleans up the housework. For dinner, there are not only braised pork, but also two slices of white sweet potatoes. The first to be divided is held high above the head and cheers all the way.There was only one hole in Xiaoru's bowl for dry rice, and the handsome guy found some pickled mustard and squeezed some for him. Xiaoru felt that it was already a delicacy, so he devoured it very rudely.Xiaoru was the first one to finish eating, squatting down to savor mustard mustard, and by the way, recall the old saying, "Don't choose your way when you are in a hurry, choose your food, choose your wife when you are poor." The handsome guy grabbed a rag after eating, and led Xiao Ru to stand guard in the aisle, waiting for the important people on the bunk to put down the bowl, and hurried to clean it up.The handsome guy showed Xiaoru how to wipe the bed board. "Wipe along the grain of the wood," the handsome guy said, "otherwise the rice grains will fall into the cracks and it will be troublesome; you have to wipe the bed board first and then the floor. The rag that wiped the floor is too dirty to wipe the bed board." "Don't let the rag get wet, or you won't be able to dry it when you sleep at night." Regarding washing dishes, the handsome guy didn’t ask too much. He only reminded that the backs of the dishes should also be washed.It can be imagined that with Xiaoru's knowledge and understanding, it will be handy the first time.Although it is cold water, the plastic bowls are not greasy, because every drop of oil has been wiped off and swallowed by the rice balls. Little Ru pondered while washing, why are bowls, spoons, tooth jars and other utensils made of plastic?It must be to avoid a fire.Ask the handsome guy, and the handsome guy said it is to prevent someone from committing suicide.As small as you think, having both will be closer to the decision-maker's intentions. When you look around, you really don't see metal, glass, and ceramics. Dusk fell with the noise of the world, the handsome guy dragged half a bucket of water into the room, and then brought the urine bucket in.Two more plastic items.There was no one outside, and the cadres were about to come to prison. In order to prevent the tragedy from repeating itself, Xiao Ru completed a long-planned event under the cover of night: went to the toilet. Although the closing of the double iron doors was expected, Xiaoru's heart was suspended when they made the sound of metal clashing.Xiaoru and the handsome guy sat beside the urinal in a daze, while the others whispered to each other about Spring Festival-related topics.The cell boss finally stood still, and sneered at Xiaoru, who was like a frightened bird, standing in front of him timidly, waiting to be punished.The prisoner raised his chin and asked: "Do you know the chief?" "He's my dad's colleague." Xiaoru's answer revealed a sense of pride. "Impossible, the son of a public security cadre also has to enter the cell? It's not the son's fault." As expected of an old Jianghu, the prison boss extinguished Xiao Ru's arrogance that had just raised his head with one sentence.Xiaoru stood there in a daze, not knowing how to respond.At this time, Master Jiu unexpectedly spoke, and the order came leisurely from the corner: "There is no need to ask about the case." How could the prison boss be willing to let it go, Xiaoru was standing on the floor, the prison boss standing on the bunk was half taller than him, and the prison boss easily hooked up his toes and hung on Xiaoru's trousers.Xiao Ru smelled the stench of the prisoner's socks, and couldn't help but look down. The button on the trousers was about to snap off. Xiaoru raised her belly slightly to bear the weight of the prisoner's thigh.The prison chief spoke condescendingly in this strange posture: "Let me give you a legal class, college student. The current government is not as good as the current management, the United Nations is not as good as the squad leader, and the director is the best. I fart is worse than him sending out ten red-headed documents. In room 9, The Constitution and the Code of Conduct for Students are not as good as mine." These words provoked bursts of titters, and the cell boss showed satisfaction on his face. He put down his feet and called out "little bird".The little bird came in response to the sound, and the prison head glanced at his heels. The little bird immediately understood, and lay on the bed on all fours, and the prison head sat firmly on the small bird's back.The little bird was bent over, and the prisoner raised his legs, hugged his toes, shook his head and said: "The emperor is too old, I can only sit on his buttocks, otherwise I will be flat. But the emperor's buttocks are cold and hard, I just thought, it would be great if I could sit on your back one day. It's soft and warm." Scar echoed, "Try it, Chief, the butt of a college student is so white." The head of the cell did not answer the words of the scar, took off a sock and hung it on the bird's head, rubbed his bare feet and said: "I don't know what's going on, I just like to play with people who have read books, you have learned to play It sounds very interesting. It’s like picking up girls. I don’t like picking up pretty girls. I specialize in picking up girls who wear glasses and have a diploma. They are always half-hearted. It’s like a computer game. ; What is taste, this is called taste." The burst of laughter in Room 9 almost knocked off the roof, even the silent and reserved Master Jiu lowered his head and twitched his shoulders.Only three people didn't smile, one was the emperor, he didn't seem to understand what everyone was talking about; , He felt that the words of the cell boss were like a hand, reaching into his chest and firmly grasping the bewildered heart, stirring him to pieces. The prison boss patted Xiaoniao's buttocks and asked Xiaoru, "Do you know his education background? You can't tell, but he is a senior high school student in our Haiyuan No. 1 Middle School." Actually, the prison boss didn't need Xiaoru to answer questions. Go on and say: "I rode him for a while when he first came. Do you know why? Because he kept yelling reports and reporting the situation to the cadres; Some even curse people in English." Everyone laughed again at the words of the prison chief. The prison chief dug out a lump of booger and wiped it on the little bird's scalp, saying, "Now the little bird has learned how to behave. It doesn't call for reports anymore, and it doesn't make sense anymore. Let me tell you two Well, forget about those useless reasons, really, just forget about the reasons, and you will slowly feel better when you are in prison." Scar interjected, "Little Bird, tell the college students, why are you called Little Bird?" The little bird sniffed loudly, and was obviously out of breath from being overwhelmed: "My name is Ma Dawei. When I first came in, I wrote postcards to my dad and put together a poem called "Little Birds". The rule in our No. 9 room is that postcards can only be sent out after being read by the inmate. So call me little bird." The cell boss teased, "I fart more than the ten red-headed documents of the director, right? How about it, even a stupid ass with a butt pad can compose poetry. Read it and listen." "I'm a cute little bird "Because I lost my way for a while "Prisoned "How I long to fly "Fly to the Blue Sky of Freedom" The prisoner stood up and stepped on the bird's buttocks with only one foot. The bird was able to pull out his numb hand, shake it in turn to promote blood circulation, and took the opportunity to wipe the sweat flowing from the eyebrows and the tip of the nose.Cell boss warnings are as small as: "I didn't fix you today not because you know the chief, but because your face is rotten and you don't need to be beaten. You can't be too late when you are done. If you are lucky, you won't use force at night. Come to a paragraph." With a hard kick, the bird stood up straight to accept the order.The cell boss' instructions were directed at the two intellectuals, "Little Bird, you supervise him to report on his love history." Everyone stopped chattering and happily surrounded the prison head.Xiaoru stretched her cuffs, swallowed her saliva, and said with scattered eyes: "Dan is my classmate in high school. He is not beautiful, but he is smart and has a very strong comprehension. He is studying Chinese in Haiyuan Teachers College." Scar said, "Stop talking nonsense and talk about your sex." Xiaoru said, "We didn't go to bed." The little bird said, "Then talk about kissing." Xiao Ru said, "There was no kissing either." Scar said, "Cuddles and hugs should be there, otherwise, what kind of love is it? Let's just figure it out." Xiaoru said, "Dancing always involves hugging, but it's not that kind of movement." The cell boss said, "I think you are standing too comfortably, stinky rascal, kneel down and confess how you molested women." The moment Xiao Ru knelt down, she felt that her heart was like a rag abandoned by the owner at the door, and was left to be rubbed and trampled by others. She didn't know whether to keep it or abandon it. Xiaoniao was about to force Xiaoru to speak, but at the same time as he lifted his leg, the electric bell rang suddenly, and Xiaoru's heart, which was cold to the heels, returned to his stomach. After the cry of "sleep", the little bird and the handsome guy spread out the quilts, and everyone lay down in silence.With mixed feelings, Xiaoru found a place next to the handsome guy. After a day of ups and downs, he was too tired and fell asleep before he had time to express his emotions.