Chapter 89

On the carriage, Shen Yueshu could only see the light outside through the gap of the carriage, until the light gradually disappeared into her eyes And then I don't know where it went.

"My sister, how could your life be so bitter..."

Mrs. Shen held her daughter and began to cry. Originally you were the noble daughter of this general's mansion. You would marry to a noble family, become famous all over the world, and have red makeup for ten li. But now, because of the appearance of Shen Qing's resignation, you have nothing left and everything is finished.

Mrs. Shen knew that once they left, they would never have the same days as before. Without the support of the general's office, how could they live and where they would go back to live depended on the delicacy and softness of the burden. They had already enjoyed their wealth and were used to opening their mouths when they ate and stretched out their hands when they were dressed Water, how can they live without these.

The carriage pulled the Shen family's to a shabby courtyard, and drove them all out of the carriage, dozens of people, large and small.

And this shabby yard, even without a bed and quilt, how to live? It's the women of the Shen family, and it's another crying

Of course, Shen Qingci didn't know what happened to the Shen family. She just knew that her father had sent people away. Now the courtyard over there was empty. Shen Dingshan didn't want to break through the two walls and live in the past. They recognized that there were only a few people in the family, and they didn't need to live in such a long time. Besides, they were all occupied by the Shen family He didn't want to go to the whole place again. He locked the gate over there. Later, he lied. The children on their side and the people who lived there were limited to live. When Shen Wenhao got married, there was a lot of room.

"Daddy, isn't it delicious?"

Shen Qingci's face is full of dim sum crumbs, but this small face is round and tender, how to look at what is lovely and tight.

Shen Dingshan also ate a piece of it. Well, it's too sweet. But Shen Qingci likes to eat it, and he only knows now that he likes to eat sweet things.

Therefore, he was really a failure when he was a father. It was not Shen Qingci who liked to eat sweet food, but all the children who liked to eat sweet food.

Shen Dingshan reached out his big hand to wipe his daughter's small face, but his hands were too rough. After a while, Shen Qingci's face turned red.

SHEN Qingci did not dare to say, but he played with his father.

"Dad, can you do a little favor for ah Ning?"

Shen Qingci blinked his eyes and held out a little finger.

It's very polite. Shen Dingshan picked up his daughter's, and then teased her to play, "say, what do you want? As long as you want, dad will find it for you

"Dad, that's what you said..."

Shen Qingci tells Shen Dingshan his own meaning in children's words.

After hearing this, Shen Dingshan didn't even hesitate. He patted his daughter's head directly. Cheng, my father will bring you here tomorrow.

Shen Qingci was patted head is painful, but still want to let dad pat her small head. Because in her last life, even if she wanted to be photographed by her father, she had no chance.

At that time, her father was no longer there.

There is no good father who can do everything for her.

In the prison in central Beijing, it's extremely cold at any time. Especially in winter, the frozen bones are as wet as the wind. In summer, they are extremely humid. There are some felons who have been put to death. They are related to a lifetime, and they have been related to more than ten years or decades. However, no one here can be imprisoned for decades, because here People who have been closed for several years or decades can't live long.

There will be only one word for them to die. If they die here, even the corpse capital will be directly thrown into the mass graves. No one will drown them. When they live, they will be lonely, and when they die, they will be ghosts.

There are women and men locked here. Men and women are separated. But for women, the prison is the prison. There is no difference between them. Because they have to endure the long darkness, cold and loneliness day and night, but also the persecution of their bodies by prison guards.

But they are unable to resist, can only be here, waiting for the day of death.

With a clang, the lock was opened, and so was an iron door.

A jailer directly grabbed a woman from the inside. The woman's face was already black and dirty. Even her hair was glued together. Her body was also wearing old prison clothes. Her eyes were dull and had no look.

Other people are also numb to stare at the door. When the prison door is opened and then closed, it is clear that everyone knows that living here is worse than death, but no one wants to die.

They are unable to end their own lives, they still want to live, want to live all the time, even if live into such apathy, pigs and dogs as well.The jailer came out with the woman. Suddenly, some of the women's eyes could not be opened by the glare of the outside light, and even hurt.

"Thank you," a bag of silver was thrown in front of the jailer. The jailer quickly took over the bag and put it in his arms.

"You are welcome," he said, bending down quickly. "We have a woman prisoner who has just died. The little one is about to throw her body to the mass grave."

The man who throws silver is very satisfied with the jailer's current situation. This is to catch the female prisoner and throw her in Mali. The female prisoner sits in it as if she is dead. The only difference is that she is still breathing. She is still alive. She is also numb to look at the front, no matter where these people want to take her or what people here want to do with her?

No matter how miserable it is, no matter how miserable it is, no matter how hard it is, it is also the bitter death.

The carriage did not know how long, she was pulled out again, and then was pressed to a room. As soon as she entered, she smelled a faint fragrance of plum blossom. The cold smell of flowers made the woman's pupil shrink at last. Compared with the prison, she smelled it greedily This flavor, the light of the corner of the eye is also more angry, and numbness seems to be followed by less, she has some life, she seems to be alive.

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