In the early morning, the sky is slightly bright

More than a dozen women are already busy in the kitchen at the textile factory construction site.

The leader was a woman in her early forties. Because her husband's surname was Zeng and she ranked third in the family, everyone called her Zeng Sansao. Now she is old, and some younger generations have started calling her Third Grandma.

Zeng Sansao was stirring the porridge in the pot with a rice spoon changed into a water scoop, and said to other women:

"This pot is ready, come here quickly!"

Soon, a large wooden basin that could be used for bathing was brought in by the women, and then the porridge in the pot was filled with scoops of puffs.

Zeng Sansao turned around and walked towards the cage, stepped on the high stool to lift the top layer, and a burst of white heat rose up.

But Zeng Sansao didn't seem to feel it was hot, so she reached out and grabbed a hot wild vegetable bun and pinched it, and said:

"This trough is hot, come with a big sack basket!"

With buckets of porridge, baskets of wild vegetable dumplings, and steamed buns were brought to the counter where the food was made. There were already prisoners in the shed not far away coming to get food. Zeng Sansao found a bench to sit down.

"Sister-in-law, have a drink of water!"

A young wife in her twenties came over and served a bowl of hot water diligently.

Zeng Sansao took the hot water, looked at the young wife in front of her with a smile and asked, "Do you from Huaishu family, do you feel tired if you do this for the first time today?"

The young wife laughed and said, "What's the tiring thing about this? Isn't it just getting up early to cook? Isn't it also done at home?"

Zeng Sansao nodded and then reminded: "Then you have to do it well. The county magistrate is kind and righteous. You can just cook and have three meals of pure dry food a day, and you can get 20 kilograms of sweet potatoes every month."

"If your man hadn't been shot by the prisoner while helping the county magistrate to capture the prisoners, he would have almost lost his life, would such a good job be your turn?"

The young wife nodded repeatedly, saying that she would do her best, and then she praised Zeng Sansao:

"Sister-in-law, you are lucky. The five sons, except for the youngest son who entered the foreign school run by the county magistrate, the remaining three sons joined the team, and one son went to the water police."

"I heard that when I was looking for the head of the house in charge of the construction site, the county magistrate issued an order to let you behave, saying that you gave all four sons to him and he would take care of you more."

Zeng Sansao was also a little proud, but she still said modestly: "Haha, that's the county magistrate, he is kind and righteous, otherwise, will it be my turn to do this job?"

As a female wife in the construction site, Zeng Sansao can get 40 kilograms of sweet potatoes every month.

Moreover, the county magistrate also said that as long as he does well and the factory is built in the future, he will be the leader of the factory and not only receive food, but also pay money every month.

He also asked his husband not to farm at home, and to work directly in the factory, and to pay and feed every month.

As soon as these words were said, not only Zeng Sansao was excited, but even her four sons who joined the army also vowed to work wholeheartedly to repay the county magistrate's kindness.

As she said that, she pointed to other women and said, "We, including the ladies in other construction sites, all have sons and husbands carry guns for the county magistrate, and then they have this good job."

"We must also know how to repay our kindness by the county magistrate. If we are lazy and slippery, we will not be able to lose our own face, but also the face of our man."

The Huaishu family nodded quickly. Seeing that many prisoners had already come to eat, she quickly got up and helped to get the meal.

The captive workers were very honest and lined up one by one. Even if they were hungry, they would patiently follow the team slowly forward.

Before, there were several prisoners who were accustomed to being arrogant on weekdays and went straight to the line to get food, but were beaten to death by the guards beside him with sticks.

Since then, everyone has gained a memory and does everything they do honestly.

In the team, a young man with a short figure who was only sixteen or seventeen years old was slowly moving forward.

Liu Qizi, because her parents owed Hong Tianwu's rent, could not afford it, so she sent her son, who was just thirteen years old to work at Hong Tianwu's house, which was considered to be a compensation for the rent interest.

The interest is gone and the principal is still there. Liu Qizi's parents sold all the house, but they can't pay it back.

So, Hong Tianwu threw Liu Qizi's father into the Hong family brick kiln as a slave labourer. After half a year, he was exhausted and vomited blood to death.

Liu Qizi's mother was sold to a human trafficker by Hong Tianwu, and her whereabouts were unknown since then.

When you meet a ruthless and cruel person like Hong Tianwu, you can imagine how life Liu Qizi has been doing in the past three years. He is already sixteen years old, and his weight is almost the same as when he was thirteen years old.

But Liu Qizi did not feel bitter, or he no longer knew what suffering was. After all, he had lived in suffering since he was a child, and his nerves and thinking had long been numb.

Later, Hong Tianwu summoned his troops to capture Jiangdu County, but in order to make up for the number of people, Liu Qizi was also pulled in.

Just pull it in. Anyway, it’s different. Aren’t you all hungry and beaten and scolded?

Liu Qizi followed the team to Jiangdu County in a daze, and then saw the people in front of him running away in a daze. Although he didn't know why, he also followed the crowd.

In the end, he was caught in a valley by several young men from Jiangdu and sent to a prisoner of war camp.

Only then did he realize that the Hong Tianwu, who was comparable to the emperor in his mind, failed and was captured by County Magistrate Jiangdu.

Like Mr. Hong, he also became a prisoner of County Mayor Jiangdu.

Be a prisoner, be a prisoner. My companions around you say that being a prisoner will be miserable.

But how miserable can it be? Is it as miserable as before?

It doesn't matter.

After being hungry for a few days, Liu Qizi was escorted to the textile factory construction site. Here, the chiefs of the Jiangdu Army announced that they would be atone for their sins when they were allowed to work here.

It turns out that the prisoner is miserable, is he just working?

This is nothing wrong!

Liu Qizi was a little happy.

After finishing the work for the whole morning, Liu Qizi put down the hoe in his hand and went to the kitchen to have dinner under the guidance of the guards. On the way, everyone was given a rough bowl.

Liu Qizi secretly got happy again. Working in the morning and having lunch, it was the same as when he was working in the Hong family.

Each person has a thick porcelain bowl, and drink a bowl of porridge at that time and continue to work in the afternoon.

It seems that the so-called prisoner came from the Hong family to the Jiangdu County Mayor’s house as a long-term worker, and his life was exactly the same.

With this idea, Liu Qizi came to the counter of the kitchen and stretched out the thick porcelain bowl. A very white young woman inside made herself a bowl of porridge.

Liu Qizi was about to leave with the porridge. After all, when he was at the Hong family, his lunch was just a bowl of porridge.

However, just as I was about to turn around, I heard the young woman shouting, "Hey, have you taken the dry food and leave!"

As she said that, the young woman put four steaming wild vegetable dumplings on the counter. Seeing that Liu Qizi was stunned and did not act, she frowned:

"What's the silence of your child? Just leave with dry food and don't delay the people behind."

"And still dry food?"

This was the only thought in Liu Qizi's mind at that time.

At this time, a guard next to him saw Liu Qizi whispering and walked over and stuffed four wild vegetable dumplings into his arms, then pulled him away.

Liu Qizi walked to the corner, sat on a stone, looked at the four wild vegetable dumplings in his arms, and was stunned.

On weekdays, I can eat a wild vegetable dumpling every day at the Hong family. Now, I have given 4 meals in one meal.

Is this working as a long-term worker for the county magistrate?

Is this a punishment?

Liu Qizi doesn't understand.

However, hunger made him not think so much. He ate four wild vegetable dumplings in three or five bites. After eating a bowl of porridge, Liu Qizi felt a strange feeling of comfort.

That feeling is called fullness.

But after eating, Liu Qizi regretted it because he saw the prisoners next to him deliberately left two croquettes and didn't eat them.

In their words, lunch is so good that I will definitely not be given to you at night, and the remaining two are just enough to fill my stomach.

Liu Qizi was very regretful, and suddenly he had the urge to sniff the wild vegetable dumplings.

After lunch, we took a short rest for an hour and everyone started working in the afternoon. It was not until the sun was about to set that the guards ordered a rest.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and planned to go back to the shed to sleep, but the words from the guards stunned everyone.

"Line in line and go to the kitchen for supper!"

And supper?

Liu Qizi looked surprised. When he arrived at the kitchen, there was indeed another bowl of porridge full of porridge and four chaff nests.

It's real dry food again!

It was the first time he had experienced the day when he had eaten dry food for three meals a day.

Is the county magistrate really punishing himself?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

I have never heard of any punishment from a family, which is to give dry food three meals a day.

Maybe it's only today, and tomorrow may be the same as the Hong family.

With this idea, Liu Qizi waited for breakfast the next day.

Then, there was still a bowl of porridge and four pieces of dry food.

Lunch is still the same, supper is still the same.

This is true every day.
To be continued...