"Mr. Jia Zhang, look what this is"
At the door of the solitary room, the guard held a white painkiller in his hand and waved it in front of Ms. Jia Zhang.
Jia Zhang, who has been recovering from addiction for several months, now has a withered face. Her face, which used to rival Liu Haizhong, is now skinny and skinny.
Leaning against the wall, she faced the temptation of painkillers without raising her eyelids, as if this little pill had no effect on her now.
"I don't want to take painkillers, I want to see my son"
A weak voice came from the confinement room, and Jia Zhang, whose eyes were dull, murmured to himself Dao said that being away from home for several months was a huge torture to her, and she no longer wanted to live here.
"Yingzi, give her a meal"
The guard tried to test her, but now the old woman was indifferent, so she nodded, wrote it down in her notebook, and held a A portion of rice was covered with pickles, and the guard solemnly placed the painkiller tablets on top of the rice.
She has no way of knowing whether this old godly woman is just faking it or has successfully given up her addiction. She doesn’t need painkillers for a month. She can try giving her one to see if she takes it. Of course, This painkiller is definitely fake. Its main function is to test and try its best to ensure successful withdrawal.
The fragrant rice was handed in through the window. Jia Zhang, who had lost thirty or forty pounds, looked at the rice like a vicious dog seeing a bone, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva. After a long time, Eat so well.
Putting the wooden bowl in both hands, she discovered that there was a white painkiller placed on the rice. Jia Zhang looked outside in panic. She didn’t know whether it was put in on purpose or not. Be careful of falling in.
Her hands were shaking with excitement, and she squeezed them several times before taking the painkiller. Jia Zhang's eyes widened, and she licked the corners of her mouth. She felt that there were bugs crawling in her bones, and her whole body The itching was unbearable, and I subconsciously reminded myself to eat it quickly, and it would be fine after eating it.
Pinching the painkiller tightly in his right hand, he slowly lifted it up to his mouth, and the words of discipline flashed through Jia Zhang's mind like lightning.
"Your son Jia Dongxu passed away, your daughter-in-law is looking for someone to give you a message"
"No, I want to see my son, I want to see Dongxu" in my mind After a fierce struggle, Ms. Jia Zhang squeezed the painkiller in her hand, threw it hard, and threw the painkiller out of the window. She now clearly knew that if she took it, it would be difficult to see her son again.
Looking at the painkiller falling to the ground in a parabola, spinning around a few times, and then lying on the ground, Jia Zhang was breathing heavily at this time, like a broken bellows. , making a hissing sound, his forehead was already covered with sweat from this brief mental confrontation.
"Hey, why did you drop your painkillers into the bowl? I don't want to take them."
Jia Zhang used a hoarse voice to remind these young people outside, He actually wanted to plot against himself,Fortunately, I didn’t fall for this trick.
After recovering, Mrs. Jia Zhang secretly let out a jeering laugh, just like a night owl in the forest in August, pinching her fingers with her skinny fingers. The rice in the bowl was thrown into his mouth.
I closed my eyes and was intoxicated for a while, enjoying the rare fragrance.
The female guard, who had disappeared outside the door just now, reappeared outside the door at some point. Looking at Jia Zhang who was feasting inside, she bent down and picked up the painkillers on the ground, her brows already relieved. Come on.
She was really worried that this old woman was pretending. If she really threw it into her mouth, all the hard work she had done before would be in vain, and she would continue to accompany her indefinitely. This would be a problem for both parties. , is a kind of torture.
"Very good, Mrs. Jia Zhang, congratulations on defeating yourself. You could have been like this earlier, alas."
The guard took out his small book with a delighted look on his face and gave her this This performance was ticked, and the dark confinement room was finally about to end
The prison quickly conveyed the news of Jia Zhang’s successful reform to the police station and the street office, and they also She wished she could be sent away as soon as possible, and she made a fuss every day in the middle of the night to see her son. The female prisoner couldn't bear the trouble.
In this way, Jia Zhang, who had lost a lot of weight and her skin had become much whiter, finally emerged from the underground to the surface.
The Jia Zhang who was unreasonable and wallowing now seems to have changed. She is quiet and obedient. She will do whatever she is told. If she doesn’t howl every night, It makes people unable to sleep, so it can be said that the performance is excellent.
"Here, sign your name"
The prison guard responsible for the release took out several slips, release certificates, guarantee letters, and other miscellaneous items, and put them all in. In front of Jia Zhang.
"I, I can't write"
"Then draw a circle and press your fingerprints"
After pressing the fingerprints, Jia Zhang's eyes were wandering Looking at the discipline in front of him, he asked in a low voice.
"I want to see my son"
"Your son Jia Dongxu, right? I can't see him, he's dead"
The guard looked at him pitifully The old woman took out a crumpled newspaper from the drawer, with the title clearly written.
Put an end to illegal operations and don’t give bad elements an opportunity to take advantage of them
“Your son, from the steel rolling mill, right? He was operating the machine in violation of regulations and was taken advantage of and winced. , died two or three months ago."
Jia Zhang can't read the text, but she can understand the photos. The black and white photos are somewhat unclear after being printed with ink, but As a mother, I still recognized him at first sight. In addition, the guard said his name and surname, and the work unit said it accurately.
Jia Zhang was really panicked now, even more panicked than when she was arrested.
“Impossible, my son is still young, he is only in his twenties.”
“Last time your daughter-in-law came here, she already conveyed this news, so we can’t do anything.It's unkind. This newspaper was given to me by the police station. It's true. My condolences and acceptance."
Jia Zhang, who was struck by lightning, held the newspaper with disbelief in her eyes. At first, Choking, and then bursting into tears, she hugged the whole newspaper to her face, and soon it got wet.
Jia Zhang, who was confused, took the things she had packed with her when she came in. In this way, he was taken out of the big iron gate of the artillery station.
"Go out and be a good person, and don't come back again."
Finally, we sent this plague god away and got out. The discipline officer who came to the door said earnestly, but Jia Zhang couldn't hear any words now, like a walking zombie.
The sky outside was blue, but in her eyes, there was only one thing left. She turned gray, and now she regretted that she didn't even see her son for the last time.
At the same time, Qin Huairu was working in the steel rolling mill workshop, and her heart skipped a beat. < /p>
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