The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 408 The return of the powerful Jia Zhang family

"Jia Zhang, look what is this?"

At the door of the solitary room, the guard held a white painkiller in his hand and waved it in front of Mrs. Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang, who has been recovering from addiction for several months, now has a withered face. Her face, which used to rival Liu Haizhong, is now skinny and skinny.

She was leaning against the wall, facing the temptation of painkillers, but she didn't even raise her eyelids, as if this little pill had no effect on her now.

"I won't take painkillers, I want to see my son!"

A weak voice came from the confinement room, and Jia Zhang, whose eyes were dull, murmured to herself that being away from home for several months was a huge torture to her, and she did not want to live here anymore.

"Eiko, get her a meal!"

The guard tried to test her, but the old woman was indifferent. She nodded, wrote it down in her notebook, and then brought a portion of rice with pickles on top. The guard solemnly placed the painkiller tablets on the rice. Above.

She has no way of knowing whether this old godly woman is just faking it or whether she has successfully given up her addiction. She doesn’t need painkillers for a month. She can try giving her one to see if she takes it. Of course, this painkiller must be fake. , the main function is to test and try our best to ensure successful drug withdrawal.

The fragrant rice was handed in through the window. Jia Zhang, who had lost thirty or forty pounds, looked at the rice like a vicious dog seeing a bone, and swallowed subconsciously. It had been a long time since she had eaten so well.

Holding the wooden bowl with both hands, she discovered that there was a white painkiller tablet placed on the rice. Jia Zhang looked outside in a panic. She didn't know whether she put it in intentionally or accidentally dropped it.

Her hands were shaking with excitement, and she squeezed them several times before taking the painkiller. Jia Zhang's eyes widened, and she licked the corners of her mouth. She felt that there were bugs crawling in her bones. Her whole body was itching unbearably, and her head was filled with subconscious thoughts. Remind yourself, eat it quickly, it will be fine as soon as you eat it.

Holding the painkiller tightly in her right hand, she slowly lifted it up to her mouth, and the words of discipline flashed through Jia Zhang's mind like lightning.

"Your son Jia Dongxu has passed away. Your daughter-in-law is looking for someone to give you a message!"

"No, I want to see my son, I want to see Dongxu!" After a fierce struggle in her mind, Jia Zhang squeezed the hand holding the painkiller, threw it hard, and threw the painkiller out of the window. She now clearly knows that if she eats it, it will be difficult for her to see her son again.

Watching the painkiller slide to the ground in a parabola, spinning around a few times, and then lying on the ground, Jia Zhang was breathing heavily, making a hissing sound like a broken bellows. After this brief mental confrontation, sweat was already covering his forehead.

"Hey, why did you drop the painkillers into the bowl? I don't want to take these!"

Jia Zhang used a hoarse voice to remind the outside world that these young people actually wanted to plot against her. Fortunately, they were not fooled!
Jia Zhang, who had calmed down, secretly let out a jeering laugh, like a night owl in the forest in August. She pinched the rice in the bowl with her skinny fingers and threw it into her mouth.

He also closed his eyes and was intoxicated for a while, enjoying the rare fragrance.

The female guard, who had disappeared outside the door just now, reappeared outside the door at some point. Looking at Jia Zhang who was feasting inside, she bent down and picked up the painkillers on the ground, her brows already relaxed.

She was really worried that this old woman was pretending. If she really threw it into her mouth, all her previous hard work would be in vain, and she would continue to accompany her indefinitely. This would be a kind of torture for both parties.

"Very good, Mrs. Jia Zhang, congratulations on defeating yourself. You could have been like this earlier, alas~!"

The guard looked delighted and took out his notebook, ticking off her performance. This dark confinement room was finally about to end!

As for the prison, the news of Jia Zhang's successful reform was quickly conveyed to the police station and the street office. They were eager to send him away as soon as possible. They made a fuss every day in the middle of the night to see their son, and the female prisoners couldn't bear the trouble.

In this way, Jia Zhang, who had lost a lot of weight and her skin had become much whiter, finally emerged from the underground to the surface.The unreasonable, rambunctious Jia Zhang seemed to be a different person now. An Jingjing was very obedient and would do whatever she was asked to do. If she hadn't howled every day at night, it would make it impossible for anyone to sleep. , it can be said that the performance is excellent.

"Here, sign your name!"

The prison guard in charge of the release took out several slips, release certificates, guarantee letters, and other miscellaneous items, and placed them all in front of Ms. Jia Zhang.

"I, I can't write!"

"Then draw a circle and press your fingerprints!"

After pressing the fingerprints, Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at the guard in front of her with wandering eyes and asked in a low voice.

"I want to see my son!"

"Your son Jia Dongxu, right? He is nowhere to be seen. He is dead!"

The guard looked at the old woman with a pitiful look and took out a crumpled newspaper from the drawer with the title clearly written.

"Put an end to illegal operations and don't give bad elements an opportunity to take advantage of them."

"Your son, who worked at the steel rolling mill, didn't operate the machine in violation of regulations. Someone took advantage of the opportunity and was entangled. He died two or three months ago!"

Ms. Jia Zhang couldn’t read the text, but she could understand the photos. The black and white photos were printed with ink and were a little blurry, but as a mother, she recognized them at first sight. Plus the guard said they had a given name. The workplace said it accurately.

Jia Zhang was really panicked now, even more panicked than when she was arrested.

"Impossible, my son is still young, he is only in his twenties!"

"Last time your daughter-in-law came here, she already passed on this news. We are not unkind in our work. This newspaper was given to us by the police station. This is the truth. I apologize and accept the change!"

Jia Zhang felt as if she had been struck by lightning, holding the newspaper with eyes full of disbelief. She choked up at first, and then burst into tears. The whole newspaper was held on her face, and it became wet after a while.

The confused Jia Zhang was taken out of the big iron gate of the artillery station with the things she had packed on her when she came in.

"Go out and be a good person and don't come back!"

After finally sending this plague god away, the prison guard said earnestly, but Mrs. Jia Zhang couldn't hear any words now, like a walking zombie.

The sky outside was blue, but in her eyes, only gray and black remained. She now regretted that she did not even see her son for the last time.

At the same time, in the workshop of the steel rolling mill, Qin Huairu, who was working, felt his heart skip a beat.

Feeling a bad premonition.

(End of this chapter)