In the impenetrable prison, the door creaked open.
"He Songbai, your sentence is over."
"This is clean clothes and a little money. After going out, be a good man. Don't be so impulsive and don't commit any more crimes." The fat guard of the guard said with a smile.
He knew what happened to the young man in front of him. He personally killed a university teacher and was sentenced to 30 years in prison.This kind of impulsive killing youth can receive several prisons every year, and the prison guards scorn the cancers in these societies.
Only later did they know that He Songbai was killing a gangster, and they couldn't help but regret.
He is really smart. In just a few years, he has learned a lot of knowledge in prison. He has also helped the prison simplify a set of archival algorithms. This method has effectively reduced the workload of personnel in the archives.Since then it has attracted everyone's attention.He got more opportunities to get in touch with books. Two years later, he learned the principles of electricity and electricity and invented energy-saving and environmentally friendly LED bulbs.Effectively reduced power consumption by 80%.
Now that the energy-saving lamp he invented has been promoted throughout the country, he has received a five-year commutation.Next he tried harder, he used transistors to make something called a computing machine.The prison guard did not know what this thing did, but after it came out of the prison, a professor came to visit him in person.
He received a commutation of fifteen years, that is, he came out after ten years in prison.This is the fatal prisoner the fat prisoner has ever seen the first time. If he didn't make a mistake to kill, how far should he go in the future.
He Songbai squinted his eyes in the sunlight.He pinched the package on his shoulder and waved at the fat guard with a smile.
"I will."
Breathing fresh air, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.When he woke up half a year ago, he found himself in prison.
The reason was a manslaughter and 30 years' imprisonment.After many inquiries, he realized that the person he killed was Wu Yong.
Reasonable, but unexpected.
He was imprisoned, what about his family and his clients?
A month later, the elder sister came to visit him.He Songbai only found out that he had no object during the chat with the elder sister, and the He family had not received the so-called educated youth before.Those educated youths who know the landlord element of their family can't wait to hide far away, so how can they live in their house?
And there is no one named Zhao Lanxiang in the educated youth.
Confused with confusion, He Songbai left the prison.He calmed down the elderly in the country first, and his grandmother's spirit was still so decent, but his eyes were not good.
I heard that in the year he was in prison, the tears shed too much, almost blind.
He Songbai, who had been rich for most of his life, saw the old man still eating green vegetables and tofu in his old age, and lived a poor life.
He took out only a little money left over his body, used the fastest method, and earned his first pot of gold in the world.
He repaired the dilapidated house in the country, bought a lot of nutrients for the elderly, and took her to the hospital for a physical examination.
The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground suddenly cut through the silent road. He Songbai hurriedly hit the steering wheel and hit the tree on the road.
Gu Gong leaned over and asked, "It's okay, don't worry, you didn't hit it."
He Songbai walked quickly out of the car and saw the woman lying on the roadside.
A slight drizzle hit the thick leaves, and occasionally one or two raindrops leaked wet her body.He Songbai was silent for a while, reaching for the woman's hair and poking her pulse at her neck.
The slightly curly hair was opened, and He Songbai saw her face clearly.
Gentle and beautiful, it makes people feel comfortable.At this moment, his heart seemed to feel a kind of painful feeling tightened by people.
He took out his eldest brother and made a phone call. He picked up the woman with strong arms and drove to the hospital.
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When Zhao Lanxiang woke up and found herself sleeping in a hospital bed, she asked the nurse who sent her to the hospital.
The nurse described it simply: "Thin, tall, and elegant."
Zhao Lanxiang heard the nurse's description, not Jiang Jianjun, she was relieved.
"Are you looking for him now?"
At that time, Zhao Lanxiang was in his thirties. Because of proper maintenance, his skin was very fair.She seems to have a sense of ambiguity in age.The young nurse hesitated how to call her for a moment, and the next moment she said: "Don't worry, the gentleman is still there, and told me to take good care of you."
"He should have bought breakfast for you, and he will come back later."
Zhao Lanxiang pulled off the needle on her wrist and struggled to stand up. She quickly fell back to bed.
The nurse said seriously: "This comrade, you have just experienced a miscarriage and you are very weak."
"If you don't want to be able to conceive in this life, lie down."
Zhao Lanxiang touched the corners of her eyes, and there was no more tears there.
Yesterday, her Jiejie had just passed the first seven, because it was not a child who was born successfully and could not run a hall.Zhao Lanxiang could only burn the small clothes he had made for him piece by piece to him in heaven. She took his ashes and found a graveyard to bury with love.
She held the quilt on her bed and closed her eyes wearily.
The nurse in charge of her bed looked at the woman who had looked dull with pity and shook her head.