Maybe everyone lives on the same bed, sits at the same dining table, and eats from the same pot.

When something happens, everyone supports, supports, and takes care of each other.

After the gentlemen here discussed it, Lao Biaozi left on his tricycle.

He has a relationship with Director Ma, so he won't have any trouble tinkering with things for free.

The second master took Pazile and others to find wooden strips as thick as a thumb and began to tie them into rows, also called a burial bed.

After the old man is dead, he cannot rest on the kang, nor can he place it directly on the ground, supported by bricks, or placed on such a raft made of wood or crop poles.

This statement is also called head-turning.

On her side, Yu Li followed the second master's instructions and started making the shroud when Biaozi came back.

The eldest grandma gave Dai Dong's work to the second master, and he took Ge Lin to select wood for longevity.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, no one is urging, and no one is urging others.

Seeing everyone busy at work, Li Xuewu said to Shen Guodong: "Go home and spend more time with the old lady."

"Um"

Shen Guodong nodded and walked back. Li Xuewu waved his hand and motioned for the second child to follow.

Looking up at the sun, Li Xuewu tidied his clothes and drove out.

The second master arranged work for everyone, except Li Xuewu.

Because everyone knows that Li Xuewu has no control over his time and may be busy at any time.

He did have something to do today. He had to attend to Zhou Yamei's business and Fu Haibo's business in the morning.

The Inspection and Court F have completed the case procedures and have notified the steel rolling mill of the outcome of the trial of Fu Bin and Fu Haibo.

I believe that the factory will have a summary meeting on this case soon.

There is something else going on at the teacher's house in the afternoon, and there is someone waiting for me there.

"uncle!"

"Why!"

As soon as the car stopped, Li Xuewu saw Fu Zhidong running out of the courtyard.

"Uncle, are we going to see dad?"

"hehe"

Li Xuewu looked at Zhou Yamei standing on the stone steps and asked: "Have you packed up? Let's set off after packing up."

Zhou Yamei looked at the eyes of the big one and the little one looking at her, squeezed the bag in her hand hard, tried her best to smile, and said: "Okay, why don't you take a sip of hot water?"

"No, you can drink it over there."

Li Xuewu reached out and picked up Fu Zhidong and put him in the trunk. Zhou Yamei turned around, locked the door and walked out.

"Gu Ning said she can get off work at four o'clock in the evening."

"Um"

Li Xuewu nodded and said: "I have clearly arranged this day, even if it is not Sunday, haha."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Zhou Yamei was a little depressed and stood there with her bag in her hands, feeling confused.

She once thought that she might never see Fu Haibo again in this life, but the man in front of her agreed casually.

"Get in the car"

Li Xuewu pulled up the passenger seat and asked Zhou Yamei to sit in the back.

Zhou Yamei nodded, picked up her bag and got into the car.

After Li Xuewu put down his seat, he jumped into the car, started the car and drove to Dongcheng No. 1 Prison.

On the way, Fu Zhidong's face was full of excitement and smiles, like a little swallow that had just learned to fly. Everything he looked at was novel.

I asked my mother sitting next to me this and that.

Zhou Yamei sat behind to protect her son, responding casually, but her mind became more and more panicked as the distance in the car became shorter and shorter.

There is an alley called "Paoju" in Beixinqiao Street, DC District.

There is a saying in Sijiucheng: "If you are still dishonest, I will send you to the artillery station."

The "Paoju" here refers to the "Paoju" Prison, because there once was a prison in Paoju Hutong, and this prison was used for a long, long time.

As early as the Qianlong period, an artillery station was set up here to manufacture cannons.

Later it was slowly abandoned and turned into a warehouse for cannons, ordnance and used cannons.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the artillery station was completely abolished and turned into a prison. Countless people were imprisoned in this prison.

During the Republic of China, the prison in the late Qing Dynasty became the "Jingcheng Lujian Prison".

After the Lu G Bridge Incident, it became the "Citi Lu J Prison".

Four or five years later, it was changed back to the Capital Army Prison. It was not until after liberation that the prison was taken over by the Capital City Bureau.

Due to changes in management responsibilities, this place was also called the Dongcheng No. 1 Prison and the Municipal Bureau No. 3 Prison.

Most of the houses in the Pao Bureau Prison were renovated and used for offices and for detaining criminals in the East City.

In the past, there was a Public Security Department under the city bureau in the alley, which was responsible for thieves, gangsters, and fighting bad guys who broke the law and committed crimes.

Because it was close and sent here, the artillery station gradually became synonymous with the prison.

The origin of the term "Lao Pao" is also related to this.

Li Xuewu's car slowly entered the Artillery Bureau Alley, stopped in front of the post, and took his ID to the gate post to register.

The gate guard must have received the order, and when he saw Li Xuewu's ID, he saluted and pointed Li Xuewu in the direction of the office building.

Li Xuewu nodded and thanked him, drove Zhou Yamei and her son into the courtyard, and parked directly downstairs.

Xu Shimengang called. As soon as Li Xuewu hugged Fu Zhidong and got out of the car, Huang Qian came out of the building.

"Oh, Deputy Director Li, you don't have time to spare."

"There is indeed little free time, but there is still time to visit old classmates."

Hearing Li Xuewu use the word "visit", Huang Gan said with a smile: "Don't fall into my hands, or I will ask you to wash my clothes every day."

"Then the relationship is better"

Li Xuewu helped Zhou Yamei get out of the car, and Huang Qian led him to the prison area.

"The environment here is decent and nice. Are you planning to plant flowers?"

Li Xuewu saw that the grass on both sides of the road had been turned up, and it was obvious that he wanted to plant something.

"Hey, let's just wait and see."

When Huang Gan saw Li Xuewu coming with his people, he couldn't say anything right and was talking nonsense all over the place.

The gate of the prison area is divided into three, each gate is separated by a high wall, but Li Xuewu and the others did not go inside. There is a place for visiting the prison.

There is a row of bungalows next to the prison area, which are divided into compartments. There are tables, chairs and benches inside, which is the visiting room.

Huang Gan held a cigarette in his mouth, signaled to Li Xuewu and others to go inside first and left.

Zhou Yamei did not expect that Li Xuewu had such a wide network of contacts and even knew people in the prison.

At this moment, my son, who had no smile on his face, was sitting on the bench, feeling anxious.

Fu Zhidong looked up at his surroundings and then at his mother's serious face. He knew that this was not the time to ask questions, so he could only sit in a daze.

After a while, I heard the sound of the chain outside the door coming closer and closer, "clatter~crash", approaching here.

"dad!"

Fu Zhidong suddenly saw someone coming in at the door, but it was his father.

At this moment, he looked in panic at his father, who had a beard, a haggard face, and was wearing a yellow cotton-padded jacket, with tears welling up in his eyes.

Looking at the man standing at the door, Zhou Yamei was also stunned.

She thought in her heart how bad his life was there, but she never expected that it would be so bad.

The thing he couldn't stand the most before was beards, and he couldn't stand being naked and wearing a cotton-padded jacket, but now...

When Fu Haibo was called out, he thought about countless possibilities, but he never thought it was a prison visit.

He had been called out and interrogated countless times. He once fantasized about his wife and son coming to see him, but later he became more and more numb.

He didn't even want his wife and son to come and see him in his current state, so he just wanted his past self to live in their memories.

"5243, sit"

The prison guard pressed Fu Haibo's shoulders and pinned him down on the stool, and then cuffed the handcuffs fixed on the table to the cuff chains on Fu Haibo's hands.

Fu Haibo looked at his wife, and then at his son who was already crying, with tears streaming down his eyes.
To be continued...