Chapter 1278 The Iron Box Glows (1)

"Hey, 8016, what's your relationship with that soldier?" A woman who looked three to four years older than Jing Min walked up to Jing Min with a hoe and asked gossiping.

No. 8016 is the title of each prisoner. There is a small sign hanging on the chest. The name of the prisoner is printed on the small sign.

Jing Min is picking up sweet potatoes from the dustpan. Strips of red-skinned or red-skinned sweet potatoes are as big as Jing Min’s arms. The land here is very fertile and the soil is very loose. No matter what you plant, you can have a good harvest.

Hearing the woman's words, Jing Min just raised his head and glanced at the other person. The other person was responsible for digging sweet potatoes. Like Jing Min, he was wearing dark blue prison uniform, with a small sign hanging on his chest. The number on the sign was 1779.

"It doesn't matter." Jing Min glanced at the numbers, then withdrew his gaze and immersed himself in picking sweet potatoes. His voice was not loud, but 1779 could hear it.

1779 threw away the hoe and squatted down to pick sweet potatoes with Jing Min: "Hey, what crime have you committed?"

Jing Min didn’t read 1779: “Killing people.”

"Killing someone is a serious crime!" Upon hearing this, 1779 looked at Jing Min with wide eyes in shock: "Didn't you say that those who come here are all misdemeanor criminals?"

Jing Min twitched his lips: "They are all criminals, so there is no difference in severity. The severity is just different in terms of punishment. The sentence in my heart is the same."

"Of course they are classified according to severity. Some misdemeanors do not require a prison sentence, while some felonies can lead to immediate death, such as shooting."

"What crime have you committed?" Jing Min raised his eyes and glanced at 1779.

1779 shrugged: "Xinye, I stole something from my target, and the target ran away. I was caught before I could run away."

"He left you and ran away?"

"Yeah, scumbag."

"What did you steal?"

"What else can there be? They are all valuable things."

"How long will the sentence be?"

"And one more year in jail."

"Then how many years have you been detained?"

"Look at my skin, look at my hands." 1779 stretched out his hands to show Jing Min: "It's as black as charcoal and as thick as trees. Did you see the cracks one by one?"

Jing Min looked at 1779's hands. They were really rough hands, with rough skin and many cracks.

A bit shocking.

Jing Min suddenly frowned: "Is it all because of work?"

"Isn't it true? If you don't work, how can you have such hands? I have been imprisoned for a year, and I have one more year to complete my sentence."

"Work, don't talk! Don't be lazy!" Zhang Jundian came over with a gun in his hand and his tone was very serious.

1779 was startled, jumped up like a slingshot, picked up the hoe, and hurried to dig sweet potatoes.

She was only two meters away from Jing Min. She was frightened by Zhang Jundian, and her heartbeat was beating loudly.

He didn't even dare to raise his head, so he bent over and worked with his head down.

Jing Min raised his eyes, glanced at Zhang Jun's back, and continued working.

After she finished picking a bunch of sweet potatoes in front of her, she ran to 1779's feet and hugged a bunch over, then sat down on the ground and continued picking.

When 1779 saw her picking at a certain location, he threw the dug sweet potatoes towards her so that she didn't have to run to pick them up.

When throwing sweet potatoes over, 1779 secretly glanced at Zhang Jundian.

quite handsome!

Zhang Jundian stood there as straight as a pine tree and looked at Jing Min: "Does the wound still hurt?"

Jing Min replied: "It doesn't hurt anymore. But..."

She raised her injured hand and said, "This towel is dirty. I don't know if it can be washed."

"If you can't wash it clean, don't use it. A towel is not worth taking seriously." Zhang Jundian said.