Hang up the phone,
Although Zhou Ling wasn't particularly happy, she had some hope, at least Zhou Dana and Wang Xiuhua had promised to rent her a new place.
Perhaps, before long, she and her daughter will be able to move away from this stinking pig farm.
A gust of wind blew by.
A strong, pungent stench hit me.
Zhou Ling felt nauseous and quickly covered her nose. She hurried back to her room and closed all the windows and doors to prevent the smell from getting in.
The clothes, diapers, and other items that used to be piled up on the floor and washed by Zhou Dana and Wang Xiuhua are now washed by her alone.
"I can do it. This little bit of hardship is nothing."
"No one has bad luck forever, and I will definitely have good luck after all my hardships."
Zhou Ling cheered herself up, then picked up the carrying pole, hoisted the buckets, pushed open the door again, and went to the yard to fetch water.
In the hot summer,
Zhou Ling carried water again and again, filling the water tank until she was covered in sweat.
suddenly,
Zhou Ling slipped and fell to the ground, the cold water from the two buckets under the carrying pole pouring over her, making her look extremely disheveled.
Sitting on the ground, looking at the mud and her wet clothes, Zhou Ling fell into thought.
My mother-in-law doesn't like me.
The man went to jail.
My younger brother has disappeared.
My sister was implicated because of me.
She became a clown in the eyes of many, and an object of universal contempt online.
She was clearly pursuing a happy life, so why did it turn out like this?
Overwhelmed with grief, Zhou Ling was immediately overcome with sorrow.
Feeling wronged, tears involuntarily fell again.
at the same time,
Inside a certain prison,
While the others sat on the beds resting, Zhao Kun was the only one cleaning the toilet. After cleaning the toilet, he had to go and give the boss a massage.
Zhao Kun cursed inwardly, but dared not say it aloud, because he was terrified of being punished. If he reported him to the management, he would be met with an even harsher beating.
This leads to a situation where people dare not speak out against their anger.
They could only swallow their anger and endure being bullied.
Who is Zhao Kun?
"Sir, this is me."
"You've been moved to another room. Take your luggage with you."
What!
Hearing that he had finally escaped the prison dormitory, Zhao Kun was overjoyed. He would no longer have to clean toilets every day or serve others.
"Yes, sir."
Zhao Kun saluted, then turned around and packed his luggage.
Upon seeing this, the other people in the prison dormitory wanted to know which dormitory Zhao Kun had been transferred to, so they asked the administrators.
"Stop asking questions. If you want to go to 204, you can apply to me."
"204?"
Upon hearing the cell number of the prison dormitory, the several people who had just been curious all changed their expressions and looked at Zhao Kun with expressions of sympathy.
They would rather die than go to that prison dormitory.
Even the heavily tattooed man, who was the leader of the dormitory, couldn't help but show a hint of apprehension.
"Zhao Kun, if you tell your superior now that you don't want to change dormitories, it's not too late."
After Zhao Kun quickly packed his luggage, someone offered to speak up.
"Are you not going to change dorms and stay here to continue serving you?"
Zhao Kun snorted inwardly. He would never stay and be a servant every day, being ridiculed, insulted, or even beaten up at the drop of a hat.
"Sir, I'm willing to change dorms. Can I go with you now?"
Zhao Kun ignored his fellow inmate. He was no longer afraid. He was leaving the dormitory anyway, and he no longer needed to be subservient. He wanted to hold his head high and be a person of integrity.
then,
Zhao Kun, carrying his luggage, followed the staff and left his current dormitory.
"Heh, ignorance is bliss."
"He asked for it, so he has no one else to blame but himself."
"Once he gets to 204, he'll realize how wonderful it is to be here."
"I bet he'll regret it."
"Unfortunately, it's too late to regret it."
Several cold laughs came from the people in the dormitory.
When Zhao Kun moved to the new dormitory, he found the smell to be a bit pungent, but he didn't complain. Instead, he thought it was good because he felt that his fellow inmates here seemed much friendlier than the people in his previous dormitory. Everyone looked at him with a smile.
What's the big deal about a smell?
As the door closed,
The people in the room took the initiative to speak and welcome him.
"Hey bro, that empty bed is yours."
"Thank you, brother."
Zhao Kun looked at the man who had offered to help him find a bed and felt even happier. His good luck was finally coming. Look at his fellow inmate, he was so kind to him, he was such a good person.
Because he had too many massage therapists in his previous dormitory, he didn't get enough sleep. But when he got to this dormitory, he caught up on his sleep in one go.
Get out of bed,
Zhao Kun poured himself a glass of water and gulped it down. Feeling that everyone here was very friendly, Zhao Kun was no longer afraid and took the initiative to go to the bedside of the kind man who had shown him the bed earlier to strike up a conversation.
"Young man, it's such a pity that you're so young."
"Yes, they still had a bright future ahead of them."
Zhao Kun thought the other person was referring to his young age when he went to prison. He smiled and said it was nothing, and he would be out in six months.
"Brother, what mistake did you make to get here?"
Zhao Kun loved this place. The people here were like friendly neighbors, all very easy to get along with, and none of them were fierce or menacing.
"Me? Hey, don't mention me, let's talk about you."
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