Siheyuan: Revenge of the Stupid Pillar

"Sister Lan, stop fighting. The prison guards are here."

Upon hearing this, Sister Lan and the others immediately stopped what they were doing.

"Jia Zhang, if you dare to complain, I will fucking kill you!"

"Sister Lan, don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut."

"You'd better keep your word and tidy up quickly before the prison guards notice anything."

"understand!"

"Dangdangdang..."

The prison guard shouted, "The nearby Lijia Village needs to repair the canal. The prison is going to send some strong men to help. It will take about 20 days. Those who perform well can get their sentences reduced. Who among you is willing to go?"

Jia Zhang couldn't wait to say, "Comrade Gong'an, I'm strong and healthy, I'm willing to go."

She couldn't eat or sleep well in prison and was beaten every day, so she naturally wanted to work outside.

Not only would you not get beaten if you went out to work, but you could also get your sentence reduced. It was killing two birds with one stone, so why not do it?

The prison guards saw that Jia Zhang was in tattered clothes, unkempt hair, and had scars all over her face, and it was obvious that she had just been beaten.

The prison guard was not surprised by this and frowned:

"You are short and gray-haired. Can you really work? I warn you, don't lie to me if you don't want to stay in the cell!"

Jia Zhang hurriedly said, "Comrade Gong'an, I really didn't lie. Although I am not tall, I am very strong. I do everything at home, from fetching water to chopping firewood."

The prison guard was skeptical and said, "You are one of them. Who else is willing to sign up? This is a rare opportunity. We have to leave early tomorrow morning."

Except for Jia Zhang, no one in their room was willing to sign up, so the prison guard had to leave in disappointment.

As soon as the prison guard left, Sister Lan kicked Jia Zhang to the ground again, her face full of anger and said:

"Jia Zhang, are you very reluctant to stay with us?"

Jia Zhang hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no, I just miss my grandson too much. I want to reduce my sentence and go back to see my grandson as soon as possible."

Sister Lan said coldly, "Are you implying that I don't have a grandson? This is ridiculous. Beat him to death."

Jia Zhang knew that the other party was just looking for an excuse to beat her. It was useless for her to say too much, so she simply shut her mouth, hugged her head, curled up into a ball, and let the punches and kicks rain down on her.

Ten minutes later, everyone finally stopped fighting.

Sister Lan saw Jia Zhang lying on the ground like a dead dog and said sternly:

"Jia Zhang, what are you still doing lying on the ground? Get up and clean the toilet."

"Sister Lan, I'll go right away."

Jia Zhang shuddered all over and crawled towards the pit.

The next day, before dawn, the prison guards called up those who were willing to work on the canal. After they had breakfast, they loaded the truck together and headed to the canal repair site.

Jia Zhang roughly counted and found that there were about ten female prisoners and about thirty male prisoners.

Half an hour later, the truck arrived at the canal repair site.

The police did not give them any time to rest and directly assigned them work. Female prisoners like Jia Zhang were assigned to work with concrete.

Although it is relatively easy for other jobs, it is not easy at all for women.

Especially for Jia Zhang, it was almost the end of her life. She had been living a life of luxury at home, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating.

Even if she had a falling out with Qin Huairu, she would at most do the laundry and cooking. When had she ever done such heavy physical work?

In less than half an hour, Jia Zhang's back and waist were already sore and she was out of breath, but she did not dare to stop because she was afraid that the police would send her back to prison.

Although Jia Zhang was working, her speed was as slow as a snail. The prison guard said angrily:

"Ms. Jia Zhang, are you touching maggots? Hurry up! If you affect the progress of the project, not only will your sentence not be reduced, but it will be increased!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang trembled all over. She didn't want to increase her sentence, so she endured the pain in her body and quickly waved the shovel in her hand.

But in less than half an hour, Jia Zhang fell to the ground, exhausted.

The police officer on guard was shocked and rushed forward to check. He found that Jia Zhang was sweating profusely, her face was red, and she was lying on the ground like a dead dog, gasping for breath.

Seeing this, the police were unmoved and shouted, "Jia Zhang, hurry up and get to work. If you continue to be sneaky, you will be sent back to the detention center immediately."

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang hugged the public security officer's thighs and said with tears and snot:

"Comrade Public Security, I'm really not being sly. I really can't do it anymore. I've never done such heavy physical work at home before."

"Public security comrade, please don't send me back to the detention center. The people in the prison beat me every day. I want to reduce my sentence and go home to see my grandson as soon as possible."

Jia Zhang's voice was miserable and her crying was deafening, making anyone who heard it sad and anyone who saw it shed tears.

The public security officer frowned and said with disgust: "Okay, stop crying, go and help the villagers to serve tea and water, and light the fire and cook!"

"This is your last chance. If you mess up again, I will send you back to the detention center immediately."

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang was overjoyed and said with gratitude: "Thank you, Public Security Comrade, you are such a good person. I am sure you will live a long and peaceful life."

The public security officer said impatiently: "Okay, stop talking nonsense and follow me."

The police took Jia Zhang to the villagers and then left.

Jia Zhang chatted with the villagers with a flattering face and asked them what they should do.

The villagers of that era were very simple and honest. Although Jia Zhang was a prisoner, she came to help their village repair the canal, and everyone was very polite to her.

"Old man, I will give you an easy job. Cook a pot of potatoes for the comrades."

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum and said gratefully:

"Thank you, big sister. I have no problem boiling potatoes!"

"You're welcome. Go wash the potatoes in the river first!"

"no problem!"

After great effort, Jia Zhang finally washed the potatoes clean and started to make a fire.

Not long after, the unique aroma of potatoes wafted from the pot, and Jia Zhang couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

During the time she was in prison, any good food she had was snatched away by her cellmates, so she could only drink cornmeal porridge every day.

Not to mention in prison, even at home, she could only eat steamed corn bread, pickles, and cornmeal porridge, so even the most ordinary potatoes were a delicious dish for Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang looked around and found that no one was paying attention to her. She quickly picked up the spoon, scooped up a potato, and put it into her mouth impatiently.

The scalding potatoes made Jia Zhang gasp.

Jia Zhang chewed it twice and swallowed it.

After tasting the deliciousness of potatoes, Jia Zhang couldn't stop herself and kept stealing them.

Jia Zhang enjoyed her meal so much that she had long forgotten that she was still serving her sentence.

"Jia Zhang, what are you doing?"

The sudden roar frightened Jia Zhang so much that she jumped three feet high. When she looked up, she saw the police officer with a gloomy face.

Jia Zhang smiled awkwardly and explained in a low voice: "Comrade Public Security, I just want to taste whether the potatoes are cooked?"