Lan Yu devoted himself to the process of making dolls, and each doll quickly took shape under his hands.

When there was still half of the work left, he noticed that Lu Rankong was no longer staring at him. He was holding a round stone in his left hand and a small carving knife in his right hand, concentrating on carving something.

It was obvious that the stone was picked up outside the mine in the morning.

Neither of them spoke. They each did their own thing amid the sound of sewing machines clicking in the hall.

Lan Yu finally sewed the ear of the last doll, happily tossed it in the air, and then threw it into the bamboo basket.

When I looked up, I realized that at some point, only a few people were left in the entire craft room.

Basically all the prisoners have completed the task, except for those who are really clumsy and have some parts left to do.

And there is Lu Rankong beside me, he has always been here with me.

"Let's go have dinner, then take a shower and use your new shower gel and shampoo." Lu Rankong said.

Lan Yu rubbed her stiff shoulders and back, turned her neck and said, "Rest for another two minutes..."

"Okay..." Lu Rankong responded softly.

Lan Yu was looking down and moving her right wrist when she saw a palm suddenly appear in front of her.

The palm was broad and dry, with distinct finger joints, and a small, crystal-white object was held in the palm.

Looking closely, it is a round cup carved from stone, about the size of a palm, very delicate. The surface is polished very smoothly and has a warm luster.

"For you..." Lu Rankong said a little uncomfortably.

Lan Yu picked up the cup curiously, looked at it from left to right and liked it very much. Thinking about how this person had found so many toiletries for me today, I whispered, "It looks great..."

"Well, if you like, I can make a set for you." Lu Rankong looked elsewhere.

"I like it very much..." Lan Yu said, "It's just a little small, and it seems not very convenient to drink water."

Lu Rankong turned his head suddenly and said in surprise: "This is for you to play with, not for drinking water."

Seeing Lan Yu was a little dazed, he added: "Of course, I can also make you a big one for drinking water."

Lan Yu placed the cup in her palm and looked at it lovingly. Lu Rankong reminded her worriedly, "This is a work of art. Do you understand a work of art? It is the product of hard work and treasure. It is not for drinking water. Maybe you only know how to play with it all day long. You don't have anything in your mind and don't understand these things. When I have time, I can teach you some common sense in this area."

Lan Yu's face gradually darkened, and she held the cup tightly, sneering, "Yeah, I just fight all day long, my mind is empty, my eyes are almost blind, and I can't even distinguish colors."

Then he stuffed the cup back into Lu Rankong's hand and said, "I'll return your hard work and treasure to you. I don't want them anymore."

After saying that, he picked up his basket of dolls and walked out.

"Hey——" Lu Rankong quickly stood up and called him, but he pretended not to hear and walked out without looking back.

Lan Yu handed the basket of dolls to the prison guard outside, picked up the bag of toiletries and went to the cafeteria. Hearing that Lu Rankong was also handing over the doll to the prison guard behind him, he quickened his pace.

When I walked into the cafeteria, all the prisoners were eating quietly. No one was making any noise or moving around. It was obvious that they were all tortured by the basket of dolls in the afternoon.

Lan Yu went to get her meal and was looking for an empty seat with her tray in hand when she saw Lu Rankong walking in at the door.

He didn't want to sit next to Lu Ran, so when he saw there was an empty seat at a table, he wanted to go over and squeeze in with the others.

The people at that table were eating, and when they saw him approaching, they stopped what they were doing. As soon as his butt touched the stool, they all dispersed, leaving him alone.

Then, someone sat down next to me.

Lan Yu knew it was Lu Rankong without even looking, so she pretended not to see him and continued eating. The people around me were also silent, and only the slight sound of the spoon hitting the stainless steel plate could be heard.

Today's dinner was watery and hard to swallow. The boiled vegetables were not fresh. The dead bodies of the vegetables were yellowish green and floating in the oilless soup. The lettuce is stir-fried with pork slices, the meat is all white fat, and the lettuce also has little salt.

Lan Yu swallowed the white rice dryly, just ready to fill her stomach. He didn't notice when Lu Rankong had left, and the half-eaten meal was still left on the table.

He took a mouthful of rice with a spoon and chewed it with difficulty. Suddenly, a small cup appeared next to the plate. It was smooth and milky white, and it was the one that Lu Rankong had made just now.

But the cup was filled with pickles, and the cup was not big, so the pickles had piled up into a small point and were about to overflow.

Lu Rankong silently placed the cup of pickles next to his plate, sat down and continued eating.

Lan Yu glanced at the cup of pickles, turned slightly sideways, and faced away from him.

Lu Rankong pushed the cup again, all the way to Lan Yu's plate, making it difficult for him to pretend to ignore it.

He thought about it, then simply picked up the cup, poured half of the pickles into the rice, mixed it, and scooped a spoonful into his mouth.

"Pickles served in treasure bowls are delicious," he said.

Lu Rankong knew that he was trying to make peace, so he quickly said, "My thinking is a little limited. Craftsmanship combined with practical value is the real treasure."

After that, he picked up the remaining pickles and poured them into his own plate, mixing them while saying, "When we get back, I'll make you a toothbrush holder, a rice bowl, and a complete set of washbasins and tableware."

“And there’s more meat…”

"Um?"

Lan Yu said: "I also need pots for the succulents on my balcony."

"Sure, no problem." Lu Rankong was eating rice with big mouthfuls, and he said incoherently, "I'll make an iron frame to inlay it."

"Is it the kind of iron frame used for handicrafts?"

"Yes, it looks very nice, with patterns carved on it."

Lan Yu thought about it and decided to make a shelf for the teddy bear. She said, "Then make one for Gu Gu, too..."

Suddenly he remembered that Gu Gu was an omega he had made up, and he stopped talking in time.

Fortunately, Lu Rankong continued to eat his rice as if he didn't hear anything, so Lan Yu didn't say anything else. The two of them finished their meal quickly, went back to the cell to get some clean clothes and take a shower.

It was getting late and no one else was in the bathhouse. Lan Yu opened the plastic bag while flushing the water and found that most of the toiletries inside had been opened and used, and some were only half empty.

He knocked on the partition beside him and asked, "Li Baozi, did you pick up these things from somewhere? Why are they all used?"

Lu Rankong was washing his hair with soap and replied with his eyes closed: "No, I won all of them from other prisoners."

"Won it?"

"Didn't I promise to make you shampoo? I went to play cards at noon today. I didn't have time to rest after digging in the mines all morning, just to make this for you."

The sound of water was very loud and Lu Rankong's voice was a little unclear, but Lan Yu still heard it clearly.

He picked through the plastic bag, found a bottle of shower gel and a bottle of shampoo, and pushed them under the partition.

Lu Rankong washed off the foam on his head and just opened his eyes when he saw two bottles at his feet.

He stared at it for a while, picked up one of the bottles, squeezed a dollop into his palm and washed his hair again.

When I walked out of the bathhouse, I found that there were strong winds outside and it had started to rain heavily. The temperature dropped suddenly and I felt chilly.

The two men held the plastic basins on their heads and rushed back to the prison building in one breath.

After returning to the cell, everyone had already gone to bed. Liu Junjie was reading his novel, Lin Lin and Qiao Fei were talking in low voices on the lower bunk, Chen Zheng was lying with his eyes closed, and Wang Jin and Qiu Dao were applying medicine to each other's wounds. It was obvious that the two had just had another fight.

Lu Rankong greeted a few people and Lan Yu took the basin from his hand and put the toiletries of both people into the cabinet. Before it was time to lock the door, she went to the bathroom to get the soap and prepared to go to the laundry room to wash the dirty prison clothes.

"Where are you going? The door will be locked in half an hour." Lu Rankong asked when he saw him carrying a basin and about to go out.

Lan Yu asked back: "Washing clothes, don't you wash your dirty clothes?"

"Ah... I feel like I can still wear it again--" Lan Yu's eyes were as sharp as a knife. Lu Rankong swallowed the rest of his words and picked up the basin of dirty clothes on the ground.

"Let's go, I'm just about to do some laundry," he said.

Go forward along the passage and turn right, and you will find the laundry room.

It is called a laundry room, but it only has a cement washing table and a drain faucet.

The water outlet was a bit small, and a layer of water accumulated on the ground. Lu Rankong stopped Lan Yu when he was about to go in, picked up a few bricks from the side, put them all the way in, and then let him in.

There was no one in the laundry room, so the two of them stepped on bricks and started washing clothes.

After rubbing a shirt, Lan Yu put it aside to wash later, and then picked up the pants in the basin.

Just as I put soap on my pants, I heard Lu Rankong say beside me: "I'm done..."

"So fast?" Lan Yu asked in surprise.

"yes……"

Lan Yu put her hands on the washing table and squinted at him, "How did you wash it?"

"Just rinse it with water..."

"You didn't apply soap, you didn't rub your hands, you just rinsed with water?"

"I've only worn it for a day, and it got a little dusty from the mine. It's not dirty, it will go away after a rinse." Lu Rankong picked up the basin and pretended to go out, "I'm going to hang the clothes first."

Lan Yu really wanted to ignore it, but the basin of unwashed clothes was so eye-catching. When he thought about the scene of Lu Rankong wearing this clothes tomorrow, he felt uncomfortable and his back felt itchy.

He finally couldn't stand it anymore and stretched out his hand, saying, "Give it to me..."

"What?" Lu Rankong asked.

"Give me your dirty clothes." Lan Yu said through gritted teeth.

"I'll dry it myself--"

"What the hell, you didn't even wash it."

Lan Yu angrily snatched the basin from him, poured all the clothes in it onto the washing table, and began to apply soap.

Lu Rankong remained silent and stood obediently by the side.

Lan Yu suddenly stopped, picked up a sock from the foam, and looked at it carefully.

"Those are socks, and I only wore them for one day." Lu Rankong was a little embarrassed, "I'll wash them myself."

Lan Yu sneered, "Want to rinse it with water? Your socks look familiar to me."

This familiar color and appearance is the pile of dried bacon hanging on the balcony.

Lu Ran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and said: "Why are you still looking at what socks I wear? That's right, you often look at my feet."

Lan Yu threw the socks aside in disgust and said, "Who looked at your feet? Why are your thoughts getting weirder and weirder?"

Then he ordered, "There is bleach in the bag you brought today. I put it in the cabinet. Go get it."

After Lu Rankong brought back the bleach, Lan Yu soaked the socks and then washed the other clothes.

After all the clothes were washed, I started to deal with the pair of socks. After rubbing them for a while, I finally washed out the original color.

"So your socks are pure white." He exclaimed, "I thought they were gray."