Maybe it was a coincidence, or it was the boring behavior of a certain god with evil tastes. Wang Bushit moved into the same cell as last time. Seeing such a familiar place, the smell did not change. Wang Bushit felt like he had returned home. It feels a little bit silly, but it's very real.
It was obvious that Wang Busei's last suggestion had an effect. The entire prison underwent a major renovation, the walls were whitewashed, and the floor was hardened. The previously dim incandescent lamps were turned into high-tech energy-saving and environmentally friendly ones. Light bulbs, and each cell is also separated by baffles, giving each prisoner a certain degree of privacy protection. Of course, Songjiang Prefecture's charging standards have also been increased. Not surprisingly, the charging standards should also be increased a lot. After all, the wool comes from the sheep.
You're welcome when you get back to your home. Wang Busheng lay on the bed. It was obvious that the bedding was new. If you smell it carefully, you can also smell the fragrance of soap locust.
I didn't know if the chef here had changed or if his cooking skills had improved after he had been away for a few days, so Wang Bushi shouted, "Who, please have some midnight snacks?"
The jailer of Songjiang Prefecture Prison likes such guests. They are unrestrained and treat this place as their own home. They order whatever they need. They are coy and coquettish. They are obviously looking for girls to have fun, but they say that they just want to take a bath. Be sincere and cannot be hypocritical. When Guan Cha Jia, who had just been kicked out of the reception room, heard this call, it was as if he heard the sound of nature. The unhappiness of being kicked out just now was wiped away, and his mood suddenly improved. "Okay, I'm here." He trotted to Wang Bushi. in front of the prison door.
Because the prison was renovated this time, the price of vegetables has also increased, and naturally everyone's commission has also increased a lot. It is understandable that Officer A showed more enthusiasm. The attitude was very low, "Sir, what do you want to order? We have Songjiang sea bass, reed chicken, fish-flavored shredded pork, and we recently launched Mongolian specialty roasted lamb leg, which tastes good."
"Roast leg of lamb, um, you need to try it, is it a four or five month old lamb?" Because the price of sheep is relatively high, much more expensive than chicken, Wang Busheng has never eaten roasted leg of lamb in this life. In his previous life, roasted leg of lamb was a delicacy. Sprinkled with pepper, cumin and chili noodles, it is definitely a good drink. As for dishes, the roasted leg of lamb of this era should not be much different.
"Why does this voice sound so familiar?" Guan Chajia thought in his mind. He looked up, his face changed, and he was shocked, "Why is it you?"
"Why can't it be me? After being away for a few days, I missed your Songjiang Mansion Prison very much. I didn't think about tea and food, and I was lovesick. Now, here I am again." Wang Bushit said with a smile.
"Who doesn't have the eyes to catch this kid again?" Guan Chajia said angrily. It was obvious that he didn't miss him very much after not seeing him for three days, as if he hadn't seen him for three days after three autumns. Their relationship is like glass, fragile and incomplete.
"Um. The visitor is a guest, and this customer is God's purpose. All staff in the Songjiang Prefecture Prison must recite it several times when clocking in at work."
"Haha, brother cell leader, I know you are joking. I haven't seen you for a few days, it feels like three autumns. I miss you very much. I have dreamed of you several times in my dreams." Wang Bu Die smiled, and of course only Wang Bu Die himself knew how sincere he was.
"Don't shout so enthusiastically, I'm not familiar with you," Guan Chajia said with disgust. After all, it took more than half a month to eat and drink, and all the expenses were paid for in advance. It was difficult for the official to have a good attitude and not use force, and it was also because the official was kind and virtuous.
"Look at what the prison boss said, it takes thousands of years of practice to meet once in this life. This is the second time we have met, and our fate is still strong."
"If we have fate, it is also a bad fate. I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes before I met you." Obviously, other people's practice has brought blessings, but Guan Chajia does not think so. Maybe he has worshiped the wrong Bodhisattva for thousands of years. It was only after I fed the dog during my practice that I met the king of immortality.
Looking at the several official officers who were still busy registering, the official officer A ordered, "You guys, stop working so hard and get rid of this person quickly."
"Well, the service attitude in Songjiang Mansion Prison needs to be improved," Wang Bushit was very innocent. It is rare to see such an unpopular male protagonist.
"Hey, brother cell leader is really good at joking. Although we have only met once and only known each other for only half a month, I still have feelings for you and me, brother. Not only a cup of tea, but also good wine and food. You are the one who greets people, how can you chase people away? Customers are God." Wang Busheng was angry. He is so handsome, and he can raise the average appearance of Songjiang Mansion Prison alone. He is so handsome, so giving him a free dinner is not too much. , I haven’t eaten all afternoon and I’m hungry again.
"Haha, who are you kidding me?" It was obvious that Guan Chai A was a person who was out of vulgar taste and had no sense of humor. His expression was still very serious, "Stop standing there stupidly, otherwise you will be responsible for this kid's consumption here."
Everyone is familiar with the process of the prison boss transforming from a bourgeois class to a poor peasant. It is not easy for everyone to earn some money because they are ruined by others. We really do not have the generosity to use our own money to let others spend it.
Wang Busheng was kicked out, and his image was not perfect. He was thrown out with his hands and feet raised, and he was disliked as much as the shit on the soles of his feet.
Fortunately, Wang Busheng had practiced. He put one hand on the ground and jumped up quickly, saving the last bit of his dignity.
"Remember, from now on this kid will not be admitted to our Songjiang Prefecture Prison. If anyone brings him in again, I will break his legs." Officer Jia gave instructions to several of his subordinates.
Does this sentence mean that Wang Busei can do whatever he wants in Songjiang Mansion, can walk sideways, and get the immunity gold medal? Is this a blessing in disguise?
"Tch, you think I'm willing to come. If I don't want to stay here, I have my own place to stay." People have said this, Wang Bushit is also a person who wants to lose face, and it is very embarrassing to stay in shameless way. Naturally, Wang Bushi didn't leave any cruel words like "you guys are waiting" and left the Songjiang Mansion Prison angrily.
Walking on the dim road, suddenly a figure fell from the sky. Damn, he is also a killer. Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of ropes for ten years. Because of the killer's cold action, Wang Busui is now much more vigilant. With a palm Already out.
"it's me".
Such a familiar voice, haunting the soul, haunting the soul, dreaming, it is not someone else, but his own cheap wife. There is no doubt that the killer is not serious and does not follow the ordinary path. Always like falling from the sky.
He hurriedly stopped his strength. There was no need to retract his palm. He covered his cold chest with one hand. Well, after not seeing each other for a few days, it was still so big.
Leng Bingbing underestimated Wang Bushit's shamelessness and was so embarrassed that he was touched. He immediately said with shyness, "Take your hand away."
"Uh, haha." Wang Bushit smiled awkwardly and took back his hand reluctantly, "Sister Leng, I haven't seen you for three days. I miss you very much."
"You said the same thing to the official." Leng Bingbing still answered coldly, full of coolness. It should be able to gain a lot of fans.
"Well, my wife still has the habit of listening to the corners of the wall." No doubt he was arrested for taking a bath, so he should also know that Wang Busheng was innocent, and he felt that he was more unjust than Dou E. "Sister Leng, listen to my explanation, I"
"You don't need to explain, men are all the same."
"Well, is this a blow that has knocked down all the men in the world?" Looking innocently at Leng Bing, he explained solemnly, "I am still different from them."
Looking at Wang Busheng, Leng Bing asked curiously, "What's the difference?"
"I am the male protagonist" stretched out a finger, and Wang Busheng once again emphasized "the only one".
Tonight is destined to be no ordinary night. Because of Li's pretentious anti-pornography campaign, the sales of washboards in Songjiang Mansion will increase a lot.
Li Xingzuo returned home. As an older young man, working overtime at night was really unpleasant. Li Xingzuo felt like his whole body was about to fall apart. My feet felt like lead, making it difficult to take a single step.
As soon as he stepped into the bedroom door, the lights in the room were instantly lit.
Mrs. Li got up from the bed, her clothes were half exposed, and a thin blanket covered half of her body. She shouted loudly like a bell, "You damn ghost, why did you take so long to come back? Did you go to some vixen?"
"Madam, I am wronged. I went to work to contribute to the construction of the four modernizations of the Ming Empire." Li Suzuo explained that he was very happy to have done something that benefited the country and the people, especially since he could get the free money soon. Happiness is actually very simple, just have money.
"Tsk, with plasterers like you, the Ming Empire will fall faster." Mrs. Li curled her lips. Disapproval.
"Okay, I won't be with you anymore, where is my son?"
"He, like you, went out to fool around again." Forget it if there is one who is worried, the old one is worried, and the young one is also worried. Mrs. Li feels very tired.
"Uh," Li pretended to feel insulted. It was wrong to crack down on pornography. He was just fooling around. Well, what should I explain to a woman?
If you take off your clothes to sleep, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.
"Hey, why did you change your clothes? Why did your official uniform turn into prison uniform?" Mrs. Li was very suspicious and looked at Li Fangzuo with wide eyes.
"Well, how do you explain this? I still sold the prefect." Li was speechless.
"Okay, I'm almost dying of drought. If there is water, you still pour water into other people's fields. Who are you playing role-playing with?"
"Madam, I was wronged,"
"You still dare to quibble, let's see what the trick is."
"Ah, ah. Don't slap me in the face"
Li was destined to have a very difficult time tonight.
It was also difficult for the prefect Xie Xiangrong. Just taking a bath, no matter how big it was, he encountered an anti-pornography operation. It must be said that this was the first anti-pornography operation in the history of Songjiang Prefecture. He was caught up by Xie Xiangrong. It means that Xie Xiangrong was extremely lucky. Well, it's still bad luck.
Some people say that men are tired of suffering. No matter what a man does outside or how many confidantes he has, as long as he remembers to go home at night, he is a good man and a good match worthy of being entrusted to him. Although Xie Xiangrong lives a very disorderly life, His personal style is also very poor, and he often has unclear relationships with certain women, but he goes home every night.
Unfortunately, unlike Mr. Li Zuosuo, the prison chief of Songjiang Prefecture, Xie Xiangrong walked all the way home, from the slums to the high-end urban area. Xie Xiangrong was still very hard. After all, he didn't exercise at ordinary times, and he couldn't express his tiredness in one word. How I feel at this moment.
Finally, I walked to my home. This was a building left over from the Qianshun period. Based on the principle of waste utilization, Zhu Xiluo reused it and turned it into the prefect's residence. There are many such places, including the British Crown Prince's residence. Zhang Luzi's mansion was also left over from the past, but Zhang Luzi had the courage to directly demolish it and rebuild it. Obviously Xie Xiangrong did not have the courage and financial resources of the British male Zhang Luzi. It was impossible to demolish and rebuild it, but simply built it on the original basis. The decoration of the prefecture's mansion is still very simple, with a low-key retro style, with blue bricks and red tiles. The outer walls also have signs of falling off. There is only an old man on duty at the door. The bluestone steps have been used for decades or hundreds of years. Years of wind and rain have eroded it, and it has already become uneven. Like a new dynasty, full of scars.
Seeing Xie Xiangrong, the old man stood up quickly and said, "Sir, you are back. You have to deal with many things every day. Thank you for your hard work."
"Well," Xie Xiangrong, who was already paralyzed with fatigue, raised his head and looked at the old man, "It's you, old Xie. As the prefect of Songjiang, everything I do is what I should do, and it's not hard."
"Yes, yes, my master is dedicated to the people, which is a blessing to the people of Songjiang Prefecture." He must have been bored for a long time, the old man was very talkative.
"Is Dong'er back?" Dong'er naturally refers to Xie Xiangrong's son, a dandy who eats people's food and does nothing for others.
"The young master hasn't come back yet"
"The brat must have gone out to fool around again."
