Chapter 265

Yu Jianguo lowered his head and seriously put a thin cotton thread into the buttocks of the embroidery needle. The end of the cotton thread was a little scattered, and it didn't get in the first time. He put the thread into his mouth and licked it, making the thread thin and sharp, and then put it through the needle's buttock again. This time, it was probably because the thread became soft and thin after being licked wet. It passed by the eye of the needle without success.

Yu Jianguo picked up the scissors on the table, cut off the soft tip on the thread, and continued to put the needle hole carefully. This time, the thread went smoothly through his eyes. He immediately pinched it with his two fingers. The thread was pulled out from the other end of the needle eye, and he also breathed a long breath.

He felt that his eyes were much worse than before. It had to be put in the past, but now he had been tossing and turning for so long. Fortunately, discipline does not come to urge, which is very different from when he was in prison more than ten years ago. At that time, if you were a little slower, you would be scolded for slacking off your work. If the progress of the same group is delayed, everyone will work overtime and be beaten when they go back.

Now the prison conditions are much better than in the past, the management is more strict, but the labor and life are much more humanized. Go to work on time and eat on time every day. In the morning, there are pickled vegetables and steamed bread, meat at noon and vegetarian vegetables at night. Although there are still prison bullies in the prison who can bully the weak, they won't beat people as often as they used to.

Yu Jianguo was convicted of trafficking in human organs, intentional injury, fraud, theft and insult of corpses. He was punished for several crimes together. In addition, he had a criminal record, so he was sentenced a little heavily. He knows he can't get out at his age. But it's better not to go out. I don't know what to do when I go out. I can't always deal with those human traffickers and organ traffickers.

After putting on the needle, he picked up a dress from the basket next to him and began to sew buttons on it. This is the simplest job, but it's not easy to do it well. The buttons should be sewn correctly, not if they are crooked, not if they are too tight or too loose, that is, they should be firm and comfortable. In addition, the needle position is also very particular. Not only should the cross button or well button on the front of the button be uniform and beautiful. Turn over the clothes, and the lines on the back of the button should not be disordered. The needles should be stacked together. There should be a few eyes on the button and a few eyes on the back, otherwise it will look bad and be unqualified.

This work was not done on the first day of the founding of the people's Republic of China. Not to mention the newcomers who had just entered prison, even the old people who had served a sentence of one or two years, did much worse sewing work than him. On the one hand, he had been in prison for three years, on the other hand, he had been an apprentice in a tailor's shop in the city when he was young.

When I was a child, I was so poor that I didn't have a grain of rice in the pot of the whole village for half a year. The elm bark at the entrance of the village was stripped off and boiled to eat. He went out to beg with the old people in the village when he was very young. Originally, begging is the most difficult thing to raise your head. If you can live, who is willing to beg? But at that time, their beggars became the first to see the world.

Yu Jianguo had no culture and was young at that time. He didn't know what reform and opening up and the Third Plenary Session of the CPC Central Committee were. However, the earth shaking changes taking place in the whole country from urban to rural areas gave him enough shock. He saw the smoke chimneys suddenly erected in the vast countryside, the streets of the city were suddenly crowded with vendors, large and small, and the people in homespun clothes suddenly became colorful.

When a group of beggars sat outside the station returning home and argued fiercely about whether to go back by car or on foot, the youngest beggar said a frustrating and exciting sentence:

"Simply don't go back, work, earn money and go back. What's the promise of going back if you want a meal!"

For his words, everyone argued at the station all night until the next morning, the sun shone on their tired faces, making people feel like their mother's chest. Homesickness defeated the wanderer's determination to be a family all over the world. The party walked on the road with their old bags on their backs, leaving only the stubborn Yu Jianguo and the long shadow under the sunrise standing alone in the station square in the morning.

"The baby is not old and has a big temper!"

This is what they left when they left. At the same time, half a big cake and seventy cents were left to Jianguo.

Yu Jianguo decided not to be a beggar anymore. So he became an apprentice in a tailor's shop after spending three days relying on half a big cake and seventy cents.

At the beginning of the apprenticeship, it has nothing to do with the real sewing work. It usually cooperates with the master and elder martial sister to do some chores. More often, it helps with housework, buying vegetables, cooking and taking care of children. The work of cutting cloth and printing plates can't be done by a young apprentice. At that time, it was very expensive. Naturally, the sewing machine was not allowed to be touched. Master occasionally taught you the skill of pinching cloth heads. Even if you taught it, of course, there was also a meaning of comparison. The most skillful thing to do is to sew buttons.

Yu Jianguo remembers that the style of buttons that year was much richer than now. You can't see all kinds of materials and styles. Sometimes when guests come to order clothes, they pick buttons first before they say the style of clothes.

Yu Jianguo sewed buttons beautifully and later came out of his apprenticeship. However, at that time, he lost interest in tailors and began to do hardware business with a material dealer who often ordered clothes.

The buttons in the prison are very single, of course, to facilitate unified and standardized management. After all, everyone is not professional. This kind of work is too simple for Jianguo. You can sew it with your eyes closed. As he sewed, he remembered the past, the small tailor's shop and the colorful buttons.

"Yu Jianguo!"

The sudden roar of discipline startled Yu Jianguo. He thought that he was slow to wear the needle eye just now, or his brain was found wandering. He instinctively straightened his body and responded with a "report to the government", and then waited for instructions with dull eyes.

Discipline nodded: "if someone comes to see you, please have a family dinner."

"Family dinner?"

Yu Jianguo wondered if he had heard wrong. He has no relatives and no reason, and it's not the first time he's been in prison. At least a younger generation Zhao Pengcheng came to see him last time. This time even Zhao Pengcheng went in, and he really became a lonely family. Who will come to see him?

He has never had a family meal. He only heard that the "family meal" is expensive. He can not only meet prisoners during non visiting hours, but also enjoy a "rich" lunch in the special prison room without shouting across the damn glass.

Yu Jianguo really couldn't think of anyone who would invite him to family dinner. He didn't believe that pie would fall from the sky. There was a smell of conspiracy in it. But what conspiracy can there be against him, a reform through labor prisoner who has nothing? He is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. No matter how bad he is, he will not be worse than his current situation.

In the envy of other inmates, Yu Jianguo followed another prison guard who came to pick him up.

He walked into the mysterious "box" of the dinner party. On the rectangular table were several dishes with meat and vegetables, and a bottle of Erguotou that had been opened.

Opposite sat a young man with messy hair, as if scratched by a chicken claw; A gray windbreaker, washed white, looks older than their prison clothes; Looking under the table, you can see him with his legs crossed and a pair of pull plates on his feet.

When Yu Jianguo approached, the man smiled at him, put down his legs under the table and made a tap sound. I don't know why, the tap sound hit his chest like an invisible hammer.