At dawn the next day, just before six o'clock, the alarm bell in the second prison cell rang.

Everyone quickly got dressed and got out of bed. Even the newcomers were already familiar with the daily rules of conduct and got up on time at six o'clock to start work.

Du Feng gets up very early, which is not his style, but sometimes no one can understand him.

Everyone finished dressing, folded their bedding, and gathered together. Du Feng was no stranger to this, and it seemed to be similar to a military camp.

The guard counted the number of people and then led them to a workshop.

The workshop was densely packed with sewing machines, just like the structure of a large clothing factory. At the same time as they arrived, people from several other prison cells also hurriedly arrived, including some prisoners from other prison districts.

Du Feng glanced at the machines in the workshop and the denim fabrics as high as a hill, and felt funny. Sewing machines were a woman's job, and these old men were clumsy enough to do it. They were really in a desperate situation.

The supervisor gave him a few words of instruction, and then the prisoners sat down in rows and began their work.

It seems that most of them are already familiar with which machine is where they are and what they should do.

Looking around, one can see a large group of bald men busy with their work. The sewing machines make a "buzzing" sound. They are already very skilled at it.

Du Feng took a quick look and saw that it was all crowded with people. Under such circumstances, it was impossible to find the person he was looking for in the crowd.

"What the hell are you looking at? Work!" Seeing that Du Feng had not sat down, Tiger immediately came over carrying a straight stick left in the roll of fabric.

"Sorry, I don't know how." Du Feng smiled and replied.

"You don't know how to learn even if you don't know how to do it?" Tiger snapped, waving his hand: "Well, you! Teach him!"

A man wearing glasses, Nono, nodded and greeted Du Feng, and Du Feng walked over.

Lin Gui and two other new prisoners were also placed next to other veteran prisoners.

"Two hours, if you still can't operate freely, don't blame me for being rude if you're paralyzed!" Tiger pointed while holding a paper stick, and echoing him was another subordinate of Kunpeng not far away.

The people in each cell form a small group, each with their own position. Everyone is busy with their heads down, and at least two people in each class are watching.

Prison guards are guarding the door. If there is no riot between prisoners, they will not interfere with their work, but the guards will come in on time to check on them.

In the distance, Kunpeng and the bosses of several other prison cells were gathered together, seemingly talking about something. The smoke was lingering, and their faces were full of smiles.

Not only inside the prison cell, but also in the work area, there are three levels. Only those who reach their height will happily sit and smoke and drink tea. Guys like Tiger at the next level do not have to work.

"You were very lucky yesterday!" The guy wearing glasses was over forty years old and somewhat handsome. He taught Du Feng how to use the sewing machine and said in a low voice. Yesterday, Du Feng was not like the previous three people.

After being beaten violently, everyone in the prison cell regarded him as the luckiest master.

Du Feng smiled: "They are the lucky ones!"

"They are lucky to have been beaten! But like all of us, we were beaten before we came in. I have been in there for five years, and there have been three bosses in the prison cell. The first two have been released after serving their sentences.

"The middle-aged man wearing glasses shook his head. Naturally, he didn't understand who Du Feng was referring to.

Du Feng coughed slightly and asked, "I see you are quite skilled at this job. Is this what you usually do?"

"Yes! But I also go to work on time to do other things. In the past, I mainly went into the mountains to mine stones. That stuff was too dangerous and people died every year. So the government canceled it and let us do the work of these women."

"Oh!" Du Feng nodded, took a peek at Kun Peng and others in the distance, saw their leisurely appearance, and secretly shook his head.

"But I have to remind you that the ritual is indispensable before moving in. Although you have escaped temporarily, they will come to you sooner or later. If they ask, you should say that your family takes care of you, otherwise they will take you seriously.

He looks like a dog." The middle-aged man sighed and added, "I can't afford to support a reform-through-labor prisoner with all my wealth. I didn't really understand until I came here."

"What do you mean?" Du Feng knew there was something behind his words and asked in a deep voice.

"You'll know after a while. By the way, does your family care about you?" The middle-aged man seemed to be unable to express Du Feng's question, so he asked him instead.

Du Feng nodded and said: "Of course I don't care, no matter what, we are still a family."

The middle-aged man said with a gloomy face: "Young man, you have to remember that until you die and the sky doesn't fall, you have to go home sooner or later. Only if you think like this can you have a chance to go back."

Du Feng thought about his words carefully. I am afraid that all the prisoners working with their heads down in this workshop have already remembered them in their hearts.

This sentence also has a deep meaning. It seems that they must accept the suppression from people like Kun Peng. As for the extent of the suppression, Du Feng cannot understand it at present. However, when I heard people say that there are dead people in the prison, it should be caused by the prisoners.

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After watching for about ten minutes, Du Feng said to the middle-aged man wearing glasses: "I'll give it a try!"

The middle-aged man had a look of astonishment on his face: "Will you be able to do it so soon?"

Although he had doubts, he still gave way.

Du Feng sat over and started to operate according to the steps he had just taken. Although he was not very skilled, he was already very good.

He quickly attracted the attention of the people around him. When had those old criminals seen such a new criminal's abilities?

Tiger also noticed Du Feng's position and walked over holding a paper stick.

"Not bad! You got the hang of it so quickly. You guys study hard, you're so damn far behind. And you guys, you guys have been here for a week and you can't even do a running dunk. Give it to you."

I keep my mouth shut when I work, and if anyone farts, I will give him a good look." Tiger pointed at a few people not far away and yelled at the top of his lungs, and those people immediately lowered their heads.

Tiger walked away satisfied. The new offender could familiarize himself with the work as quickly as possible. Kunpeng would be praised by the supervisor. Of course, Kunpeng would also give Tiger and the two a reward.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses turned on a machine next to him and started working again. The tiger had just spoken, and no one dared to talk to each other anymore.

After a few hours of busy work, Du Feng has become familiar with the work, his hands and feet are nimble, and his production output is not inferior to those of old criminals.

Finally, it was lunch time, and the same gathering was done to count the number of people. After ensuring that the number of people was correct, they began to line up to eat in an orderly manner.

A huge iron basin, at first glance, is a pot of vegetable soup, with a layer of oil floating on it. If you look closely, you can see some green vegetables under the vegetable soup.

Du Feng lined up behind Lin Gui. The prisoner responsible for sharing the food scooped up a spoonful of vegetable soup and poured it into his bowl, and then asked them to go to the car to get the steamed buns.

A round wooden table was surrounded by people. Du Feng sat down at Lin Gui's greeting.

The prison rice was really not delicious. There were almost no pieces of meat in it. It seemed to be vegetables mixed with salt water. Du Feng took a sip of the soup and couldn't eat it, so he stuffed two steamed buns into it.

I looked around, but Kunpeng, Tiger and another of Kunpeng's men were nowhere to be seen.

"The food they go back to the dormitory to eat has a lot of vegetables and meat. It's a special treatment. As the saying goes, it's called a trough." The middle-aged man wearing glasses noticed his doubts and said while eating.

"Drink it, the prison is not allowed to waste it!" the middle-aged man pointed at the soup bowl in front of Du Feng and reminded him kindly.

Du Feng frowned. He had never eaten such a meal in his life. He picked it up and took a sip, but had to put it down again.

"I'll drink it for you!" Lin Gui knew that he would be punished if he didn't drink, so he picked up Du Feng's bowl and said softly.

Before the rim of the bowl even touched my mouth, the tiger appeared out of nowhere.

"Damn it! Don't give it to anyone else! Do you think this is outside the law?" Tiger forcefully took it from Lin Gui's hand and shoved it in front of Du Feng's eyes again.

"What's wrong? Can't drink it? Give it to me!" The tiger glared angrily.

Du Feng glanced at him, and Lin Gui and the middle-aged man wearing glasses quickly winked at him. The tiger couldn't afford to offend him, and if he didn't drink, he would be looking for trouble.

Du Feng didn't want to risk the kindness of the two of them, so he picked up the soup bowl and drank it all in one gulp. His stomach was like churning Yellow River water, with mixed flavors.

I came here to find Zheng Tianyu. Nothing else should happen before I see him, otherwise I will be put in solitary confinement or something, and it will be impossible to find Zheng Tianyu.

"There will be no next time! Just remember it!" The tiger showed his toothless gums and smiled.

Du Feng's face was not very pretty. No one dared to humiliate him like this, but for now he could only endure it. Besides, Shen Rou also told him not to cause trouble here.

Of course, Shen Rou's words can only be used as a reference. In Du Feng's eyes, they are not imperial edicts.

After eating and drinking, we returned to the clothing workshop again. The boring work continued like this day after day. I really don't know how those old criminals survived.

Du Feng was still well-behaved, and his hands and feet were becoming more and more proficient, and Kun Peng also noticed it.

We were very busy when a comrade, a prison guard, walked into the workshop: "Du Feng! Someone is here to meet you!"

Kunpeng asked Tiger to come over and call Du Feng, and then handed him over to the prison guard.

It was already afternoon, Du Feng didn't know who would come to see him, and besides, today was only the second day.

Entering the visiting room, the prison guard pointed to a window.

Outside the thick glass cover, a familiar shadow came into view.

Du Feng smiled, but Shen Rou really couldn't hold it in.

Du Feng grabbed the microphone, but before he could speak, Shen Rou spoke first: "This guy's head is so stupid!"

"Okay! Stop teasing me. Why do you miss me?"

"Go! How are you? You didn't cause any trouble in there, did you?" Shen Rou seemed worried. If Du Feng could be honest, the sky would probably fall.

"Not yet!"

"Then have you found him? I really hope you can come out soon." Shen Rou looked at him affectionately, her big eyes flickering, very charming.

Du Feng touched his jagged head and replied: "Not yet, but it's quite interesting in here."

"You quite like it inside!" Shen Rou rolled her eyes at him and continued: "I will come to see you often. If you need anything, just tell me. I will bring you two good cigarettes! There is also a grill Chicken, just tell me what you want to eat and I’ll bring it to you next time.”

The prison guard glanced at the time and walked over: "Okay! Time's up!"

Du Feng grabbed the microphone and said in a deep voice: "Don't come over too often. If anything happens, I will let you know. Give you a kiss!"
Chapter completed!