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Sitting in the police car, I have been thinking about the whole process of the incident, I am the main culprit, my father and uncle are the accomplices, if you don't tell them, they will only cover themselves up at most, and they will not be more involved.
As for myself, I may have to go to jail! Thinking of the word prison, I trembled a little, and looked back, I had gone so far, and I was so wrong.
If you really go to jail, it doesn't matter, anyway, you are alone, and the whole family is not hungry. But my father and uncle can't do it, my father and my mother have to take care of, my uncle still has a family, and usually my mother will often go to my uncle's house, they can also help themselves take care of my mother.
The idea was decided, but I was not so afraid, wasn't it just going to jail, and a few years later, I was still a man who stood tall in the sky.
The police car soon arrived at the police station, and as soon as he arrived at the police station, he was taken to a small room, only to see the police officer turn on the white woven lamp, let himself sit on a chair, and open the handcuffs.
Then two officers sat across from them, one with a pen and paper, and the other questioning. "I ask you now, you seriously think about answering my questions, of course you have the right to remain silent, but I hope you want to be clear, frank and lenient, and resist the strict truth!"
"Mm-hmm, I know."
"Where were you on the night of July 11th?" What are they doing? ”
"I said, comrade policeman, don't beat me, I said, say anything!"
At this time, I have six gods and no master, my mind is the scene of those beating criminals in the movie, and then look at the two people in front of me, they are all angry, and then look at this small room, behind closed doors, it is like a small black room, I am really afraid!
"Scared, now that I know I'm afraid, what did I do earlier?" A police officer had a look of contempt on his face, "Aren't you very bold!" The big night also steals other people's cattle, and you have the ability to carry it! ”
"Yes, officer, what you said is that I don't dare again!" "Dare to have a next time—say..."
"That night, I walked around their cattle in advance, and when it was almost dark, I quietly walked over to the cows, took some grass, fed them to the cows, and led the cows away."
"What's the lead?"
"When I got to my uncle's house, I told him that it was my family's cattle, and I asked him to feed them for a few days, and then I took them away."
"And then what?"
"After waiting for two weeks, I saw that no one was looking for me, and the family couldn't find the cattle and didn't make trouble, so they found a buyer to sell."
"How much did it sell?" Where is the money now? ”
"After selling for twelve thousand, I bought a new mobile phone, probably three thousand, and I paid off some foreign debt, and the rest was on the card."
"Do your parents know about this, is there anyone else involved?" "No, my parents are a little mentally abnormal, and others don't know it, they all do it by themselves."
"How many times have you done it?"
"Twice, just twice, because the last time was smoother, so I just went again..."
"All right, sign the pledge," another officer stepped forward, asked himself to sign the pledge, and then took himself to another place.
It was over, I thought to myself, I guess I don't have to go out again.
A few days later, my second uncle and second aunt came to see themselves, as well as my uncle. The uncle said that they would find a way to sentence themselves less or no sentence.
I don't know what they're going to do, and I hope they can figure out a way to get themselves out. This is really not a place for people to stay.
But as the days passed, I never saw anyone calling me away. My heart began to sink, and looking at the walls around me, I cried.
There is remorse, there is also some reluctance, I should be punished for my mistakes, but thinking of my parents, my heart is like falling into a bottomless pit.
About a week later, my uncle came again and brought him some clothes and things to use. Seeing this, I understood, and my uncle said, "Baby, we have worked hard, we have taken your nervous parents to the police station, and they can't let you out." You have already committed a crime, and the family that stole the cattle will not be spared, biting you to death, saying that they will not lose money and will not go to jail! ”
Losing money, my parents' money has been spent by me almost the same, and several of my uncles are even more disgusted with our family, except for the second uncle's family. This time, I heard my uncle say that in the past few days, my second uncle took my parents to the police station at both ends of the three days to talk about things, and only they were willing to come forward.
In the end, I was sentenced by the court to 2 years and 3 months in prison, which was originally longer, but given that my parents only had one son, and they were still mentally handicapped and needed my care, the sentence was only a few years less.
In this way, I was transferred from the detention center to the prison on the outskirts of the city, where I had to spend the next 2 years and 3 months.
Two
I thought I was calm enough, but when I walked into this deep wall compound, I understood what loneliness was.
Repeat the same thing every day, get up and get dressed, brush your teeth and wash your face, then tidy up the futon, and then line up for breakfast. After breakfast, I went to work in the morning and sat for hours at a time.
As soon as the bell rings, you can put down the work in your hand and queue up to eat. After eating, there will be 2 hours of wind time, and many people walk in the square, some chatting, some basking in the sun.
I spend most of my time not talking to them, for fear of getting into trouble, and I am always cautious.
During the day I was nervous, and at night, back in the small space, my room was a double room. One of the older people with me didn't talk much, and he didn't like to talk much.
When no one is around at night, I think about the past, think about my parents, think about thinking that I will shed tears. I don't know if it's tears of remorse or tears of fear of loneliness, but I just want to cry, but I can't cry.
This state lasted for more than a month, until a month later my second uncle came to see himself, the second uncle did not say much, just simply asked himself how he was doing, and did not adapt, if necessary, let me call him.
Finally someone remembered themselves, they still have some use, for their own and others, try to adapt to life here.
Two years is not long or short, and I can definitely survive it. In prison, I try to keep a low profile and not cause trouble. Seeing those guys who are a bit prickly, being bullied by the big brother in prison, I am even more nervous, dodging and dodging.
Every time we come to the festival, we also have rewards, such as eating dumplings and watching TV entertainment. In the New Year, we will have more recreational activities, in prison, as long as you are willing to be motivated, there are still many ways to learn, such as reading books to learn, or learning the same technology or something.
I don't have a learning mind, I will only do some of the things that the police officers have arranged, and it is enough to do these things well. When I heard the sound of firecrackers, I knew that it must be the New Year outside, and the end of the year was the second year, as if I was counting the days.
Day after day passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the second spring and autumn, and I saw that I was about to go out. In the past month, I have been studying and educating for a longer period of time, so that I can abide by the law and discipline when I go out.
The day before I was going out, I called my second uncle and told him he was going out and asked him to pick me up when the time came. The moment I stepped out of the prison door, I felt that the sunlight was a little harsh, and I quickly blocked it with my hand above my eyes.
The long-lost sunshine, bathed in the spring breeze, I feel physically and mentally comfortable. The second uncle took me to eat a delicious meal on the way home, and asked me while eating the second uncle
"This is out, are there any plans?"
"Let's go home for a while and see what's going on!"
"That's fine, it's okay, it's not a big deal, as long as you're willing to repent, the society will accept you!" The second uncle finished patting his shoulder with his hand.
Three
After returning home, I heard from my father that the second uncle had taken good care of them in the past two years, especially when they were sick, it was the second uncle who took the two of them to the hospital to see a doctor, be hospitalized, and usually buy medicine.
My mom has been more mentally ill in the last two years, especially last winter, when she could barely take care of herself, a bit of a precursor to Alzheimer's disease. Urinating and defecating uncontrollably, a leg on the leg that has been eroded by urine stains.
Or the second aunt is not dirty, help my mother wash and apply medicine, and then change into clean clothes. After that, I sent my mother and my father to a mental hospital, and in the winter, the house was cold, and it was warm in the hospital, and I could control my mother's condition.
Hearing my dad's narration, I sighed again and said to my dad, "It's all right, I'm back, you don't have to be like before, I'll take care of you." ”
Since I got home, I slept very soundly, cleaning up the house during the day, cooking and washing clothes for my parents, and taking care of them became the most important thing I did now.
Since last year, the government implemented a comprehensive battle against poverty, and recently village cadres have always come to my house from time to time to ask what their plans are.
In fact, since I came out of prison, I am also thinking about this question, what should I do in the future? I really can't live like before, I have to have a plan and plan.
It just so happens that my family is the target of government support, maybe I can really do something! In prison, I once listened to my teacher's lesson on how to grow mushrooms, so I might be able to try it myself so that I could earn money without leaving home.
Thinking about it, I started doing it, rode to the bookstore, and bought some books about growing, especially mushrooms.
After watching it for a few days, he told the second uncle about this idea, and the second uncle was very happy to support it, and said that he would let go of the empty house next door so that he could grow mushrooms by himself!
When the village cadres came to my house again, I expressed these ideas, and they agreed and were willing to help. We have a lot of such resources on hand, so we refer experts and contact people who can buy cultures and materials.
Soon my idea was realized, the funds were my father's money from selling garbage in the past two years, and with this, his mushroom house was quickly built.
With the help of the village cadres, the strains and materials needed for planting were also quickly in place, and I worked hard day and night, and when I saw the bags of white plastic bacteria, lying neatly on the shelf, I smiled.
It's only half the battle, and when the mushrooms grow, you can laugh. These strains are delicate, the humidity and temperature do not meet its requirements, they are not willing to show their faces.
It's not summer, but it's approaching May and the daytime temperatures are still quite high. So during the day, I just need to control the water, and at night, I need to close the windows and doors tightly, and the closed space can increase the temperature, which is conducive to the development of bacteria.
I guarded these strains for 7 days, and on the eighth day, I inadvertently saw a small white dot, and when I took a closer look, I found that the strains were exposed. At first, a few, then one by one, I was overjoyed to see the little white mushrooms.
After the mushrooms emerge, they will grow taller, slowly open the umbrella, and when the mushrooms are almost long, they can be picked and sold. When I picked the first basket of mushrooms and took some out to send to the second uncle's house, I contracted the mushrooms from the second uncle's house.
Every morning I get up early to pick mushrooms, and then ride to the market in the city, some of which will be given to merchants, and some of which I will sell myself, because my mushrooms are good and sell quickly.
After the mushrooms are sold, you can close the stall and go home, looking at Grandpa Mao in your hand, you feel very kind. This is the taste of sweat, and you can straighten your waist and be a person, so the feeling makes you feel refreshed.
