Madam's black history was picked up

"Uncle Zhang, how many people eat on this island? There are so many dishes to wash." Anyajie kept chatting with Uncle Zhang like chattering.

"There are too many, and you will know when the meeting is ready for dinner."

"Then do you have to cook so much food every day?"

"Yes."

"How tiring is that?" Anyajie felt sorry for Uncle Zhang.

"I can bear this kind of work when I am young, but you are so old, how can you bear such heavy work every day?"

Anyajie picked up the cut vegetables and put them in the basin.

"In our countryside, old people like your age just dry corn at home, feed pigs and so on. After dinner, they gather together in twos and threes to play cards, or drink roasted tea from our hometown."

Uncle Zhang twitched his lips and said nothing. Coming here, he was doomed not to live the kind of life Anya Jie mentioned.

He looked at the innocent Anyajie, and sighed helplessly, silly girl, your life is destined to be spent on this isolated island in the future.

Anyajie glanced at Uncle Zhang. The old man had a tight mouth, and it was difficult to get something out of his mouth.She talked too much and was afraid that he would be suspicious, so An Yajie didn't say anything more.

With Anyajie's help, Uncle Zhang felt much more relaxed, and the meal time was a little earlier than usual. After Uncle Zhang rang the bell at the door, everyone was impatient to run to the kitchen.

But the leader did not speak, and none of them dared to move. The reward and punishment system on the island is very strict.

Those who do well and can complete the task well will not only get a large bonus, but also have vacations, and they can enjoy a period of time in the world of flowers outside with a lot of money.

But if you do something wrong, or if you can't bear the hard life on the island and want to escape, there is only one dead end.

Some time ago, they witnessed a female killer who was still training, because they couldn't stand the day and night training on the island and wanted to escape.

As a result, she was caught by the patrol team as soon as she jumped on the boat. As a result, the woman was passed by all the men with physical needs on the island, and then she was tied to a tree by the sea with a cowhide rope by Chi Guoguo and exposed to the sun.

That kind of cowhide rope will become tighter and tighter when exposed to the sun, and the rope will be pulled into the woman's flesh, blood will flow, and the flesh will turn outward quickly.

But this is not the most cruel. The instructor ordered someone to take a bucket of seawater into the sea and pour it all on the woman.

The woman fainted and woke up again and again amidst screams, and after so many repetitions, the woman was tortured to death, and finally her body was thrown into the sea.

That tragic scene was forever engraved in everyone's minds, and no one dared to think of running away ever since.

The instructors who were still training were also surprised that today's meal was cooked so quickly. Since Zhang Bo was injured, they often heard the bell ringing in the kitchen until their chests were pressed against their backs from hunger.

After the instructor gave the order, everyone lined up and went into the restaurant in an orderly manner to cook and order food. No one made a lot of noise, and they all sat quietly at the table to eat.

Anyajie glanced at the people in the restaurant. There were 128 people dining, most of them men, all wearing camouflage uniforms.

Anyajie wondered, if all the diners were here, would Uncle Zhang have cooked too much rice? Those meals were enough for more than 200 people.

Anyajie used the excuse of going to the toilet, and took a general look at the situation outside. Apart from the patrolling people, there were also guards at the door, and there were no more than twenty guards in total.

Then there are still dozens of people who cook the food for. It can't be that they are afraid that the people on the island will not be able to eat, so they deliberately cooked a little more, but there is no need to cook so much?

When Anyajie came back, she saw Uncle Zhang filling a large bucket with rice. When Uncle Zhang was still cooking, Anyajie was puzzled. Uncle Zhang cooked a pot of vegetables by himself, and put some oil and salt in it. into a vat.

Only then did An Yajie suddenly realize: "It seems that these meals are for another group of people? And they are a group of people who are treated very poorly."

"Could it be for those locked up? Could it be that Si Tianmu was also locked up in the crowd?" Anyajie's heart beat wildly.

His nose also felt sour for a while: "Has Si Tianmu been eating this kind of thing for the past two months? When did the second young master of the Si family eat this kind of thing since he was a child?"

At this moment, Uncle Zhang's voice came over: "Xiaojie, why are you in a daze, come and help me quickly."

"Oh, good." Anyajie took a deep breath, suppressed the soreness in her heart, and trotted over to help.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you cooking these vegetables for? Are you feeding them to pigs? Are there still pigs on this island?"

"Hehe, those things are worth more than pigs. Stop talking nonsense, go and push the cart at the door, and get fifty more bowls and fifty spoons."

"okay."

Anyajie quickly prepared the tableware, but her heart was extremely excited: "Do I want to see Si Tianmu? Is he okay?"

"Tianmu, wait for me, even if I risk my life, I will definitely rescue you." Anyajie blinked non-stop, forcing back the tears in her eyes.

After Anyajie prepared everything, Zhang Bo limped out pushing the cart, and Anyajie hurriedly followed.

Uncle Zhang turned around: "You can clean up the dishes here, I can go alone."

"Uncle Zhang." Anyajie hurriedly grabbed the handle of the cart.

"My mother taught me to help others, respect the old and love the young since I was a child. You see, you are so old and you still have to carry such a big bucket of rice and vegetables. How can your legs bear it?"

"Besides, I'll finish cleaning those bowls and chopsticks in less than half an hour, so don't worry." An Yajie snatched the cart from Uncle Zhang as she spoke, very enthusiastic.

"I told you this morning, I will do all the hard work from now on, you just need to move your mouth. Let's go, where are we going?"

Uncle Zhang thought for a while: "It's not a big deal to take her there, anyway, since she came here, she won't be able to get out in this life, and I'm not afraid that she may know something."

Uncle Zhang nodded immediately: "Well, you will come into contact with these jobs sooner or later, but let me make it clear first, no matter what you see or hear, keep your mouth shut."

"Do more and talk less, this is the rule of survival on this island, otherwise no one can save your life, understand?"

"Hey, it's so serious!" Anyajie opened her mouth exaggeratedly.

"Did you hear that?" Uncle Zhang's face suddenly turned cold.

"I heard that, I will definitely keep your words in mind and keep my mouth shut tightly." Anyajie shut her mouth tightly as she spoke.

Uncle Zhang looked at the nervous Anyajie, and sighed helplessly: "Let's go, go out and turn left."

"Yeah." Anyajie nodded with her mouth closed.

The two came to a house on the far side of the base, and one of the guards blocked their way.

Uncle Zhang smiled: "I'm Lao Zhang from the kitchen, here to deliver meals."

The guard glanced at Anyajie: "Who is she? Why haven't I seen her before?"

"He's the helper Long Ming found for me. I've lost my leg and I can't do things well. I need someone to help me."

Anyajie immediately showed her big white teeth: "Brother, hello, my name is Xiaojie."

The guard looked at her smiling pockmarked face and shuddered: "This woman is not worth a finger of those women in the prison."

Thinking of those thin-skinned and tender-skinned women in the prison, the guard suddenly became distracted: "I have to pick two out to lower the fire at night."

The guard withdrew his mind and waved to the two: "Go in."

Uncle Zhang smiled at the two guards, and walked in with Anyajie.

Anyajie looked around, this house was not as spacious and bright as other houses, the roof was built very low, but the lights in the corridor were very bright.

There are cameras at intervals. Anyajie and Zhang Bo walked for about two to three minutes and came to the door of an elevator.

Anyajie looked around, there were no stairs, only elevators.

She frowned: "What should I do when the electricity is about to run out? I can't get up or down."

Uncle Zhang opened the elevator door and walked in. Anyajie hurriedly pushed the cart behind him.

There were only two floors down in the elevator, and the elevator door opened when they went down to one floor. Anyajie was taken aback when she got out of the elevator.

I saw that there were rows and rows of prison cells inside, about a dozen of them, and each cell was locked up with people, and there was a foul smell in the cells.

An Yajie took advantage of the faint light in the corridor to see that there were actually young and beautiful women inside. An Yajie's heart tightened suddenly, and her chest felt tight.

She could see that almost all the women's clothes had been torn, and there were obvious stains on the trousers or skirts.

Most of these women looked dull and dull. There was no brilliance in their eyes, and some were full of despair and despair.

Anyajie gritted her teeth tightly, and her veins were exposed in the hands pushing the cart: "This goddamn black dragon gang, how many young girls like this have they killed?"

"Where are these poor women going to be sold?"

Anyajie's anger was filled with nowhere to vent, she suddenly hated herself for being too weak, why couldn't she ride the wind like those heroines in the movie, and shoot the villains on the ground with machine guns.

Kill all those wicked people who have lost their conscience, and rescue those who are in deep suffering one by one, so that they can see the hope of life.

"It's time to eat." Zhang Bo's voice without any emotion pulled Anyajie back from her thoughts.

As soon as Uncle Zhang finished speaking, all the women in the cell consciously lined up, bowed their heads one by one, and remained silent.

Zhang Bo signaled Anyajie to serve the rice in bowls, scooped a spoonful of soup into each bowl of rice, inserted the spoon, and handed it in through a square opening.

After the prisoner received the bowl, he squatted in the corner and ate it in big mouthfuls. The whole process was orderly, and no one said a word, as if this movement had been practiced thousands of times.

Anyajie saw obvious welts on the arms of some women who were stretched out, and she suddenly realized that everyone who eats well now has been trained with sticks.

At this moment, Anyajie made up her mind: "If I can't save Si Tianmu, I will let him be buried with this isolated island. Even if I die here, I will turn this place into ashes before I die."

Anyajie's hot and determined gaze stunned the girl who squatted in front of her to take over her job. The girl was stunned for a second after seeing that gaze, and then dimmed.

"How could I expect an ugly woman to save me from the flames?" The girl twitched her mouth and squatted in the corner with a bowl.

All the food in the cells had been distributed, but An Yajie didn't see Si Tianmu, and the fifty bowls had just been used up. An Yajie was anxious and couldn't ask Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang called Anyajie and went into the elevator again.

"Uncle Zhang, when will those bowls be collected?"

"Collect when you come up."

"When it comes up?"

"Don't ask so many questions, come in quickly."

"Oh."

After Anyajie got into the elevator, Zhang Bo pressed the floor down.Anyajie's heart beat wildly, and she clenched the hand holding the cart tightly.

"Tianmu, are you down here? If it must be you, I beg you to live!"

"Ding!" The elevator door opened.

Anyajie suddenly didn't dare to go out, she was afraid that she would see the result that she couldn't bear.