Chapter 1278

"Oh, 8016, what's your relationship with that soldier?" A woman who looked three to four years older than Jing min walked up to Jing min with a hoe and asked gossip.

Each prisoner's title is a small sign with 8016 on his chest

Jingmin is picking up sweet potatoes in the dustpan. Strips of sweet potatoes with red skin or red skin are the size of Jingmin's arm. The land here is very fat and the soil is very loose. No matter what you plant, you can have a good harvest.

Hearing the woman's words, Jing min just looked up and looked at each other. The other party was responsible for digging sweet potatoes. Like Jing min, she was wearing a dark blue prison suit and hung a small sign on her chest. The number on the sign was 1779.

"It doesn't matter." Jing min glanced at the numbers, then took back her eyes and buried herself in picking sweet potatoes. The voice was not loud, but 1779 could be heard.

1779 threw away the hoe and squatted down to pick sweet potatoes with Jing Min: "Hey, what crime have you committed?"

Jing min didn't look at 1779: "kill people."

"Killing people is a felony!" 1779 on hearing this, he stared at Jing min in shock: "don't you say that all those who come here are misdemeanors?"

Jing min pulled her lips: "they are all criminals. What's the weight? The weight is just different. The judgment in my heart is the same."

"Of course, it is divided into severity. Some misdemeanors do not need to be sentenced, and some felonies can be killed directly, like shooting."

"What crime have you committed?" Jing min raised her eyes and took a look at 1779.

1779 shrugged: "Xinye, steal from the object. The object ran away. I was caught without running away."

"He left you and ran away?"

"Well, scum man."

"What did you steal?"

"What else can there be? They are all valuable things."

"How long is the sentence?"

"And a year in jail."

"How many years have you been locked up?"

"Look at my skin, look at my hands." 1779 stretched out his hands to Jing Min: "black charcoal has become thick trees. Do you see the cracks one by one."

Jing min looked at 1779's hands. They were really rough hands, with thick skin and many cracks.

A little shocking.

Jing min frowned suddenly: "it's all work like this?"

"Isn't it? If I don't work, how can I have such hands? I've been locked up for a year, and I won't finish my sentence for another year."

"Work, don't talk! Don't be lazy!" Zhang Jundian came over with a gun, and his tone was also very serious.

1779 was startled, jumped up like a slingshot, picked up a hoe and hurried to dig sweet potatoes.

She was only two meters away from Jing min, and her heart pounded when she was frightened by Zhang Jundian.

I didn't dare to lift my head. I bent over and lowered my head to work.

Jing min raised her eyes, took a look at Zhang Jun hall and continued to work.

After picking a pile of sweet potatoes in front of her, she ran to 1779, held a pile at her feet, and sat down on the ground to continue picking.

In 1779, seeing that she was picking at one place, she threw the dug sweet potato at her side, so that she didn't have to run to hold it.

When throwing sweet potatoes, 1779 also secretly looked at Zhang Jun hall.

Very handsome!

Zhang Jundian stood straight as loose and looked at Jing Min: "is the wound still painful?"

Jing min replied, "it doesn't hurt anymore. But..."

She raised her injured hand: "this towel is dirty. I don't know if it can be cleaned."

"No, it's not worth washing." Zhang Jundian road.