Xiao Yeheng felt that her words were somewhat cautious. She's overthinking things.
In this prison, his identity will not deter anyone. In fact, many people are eager to step on it.
Yan Shuixin was really tired, seeing that he didn't mean to misunderstand, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Xiao Yeheng tilted his head slightly, just in time to see her sleeping on her side facing him.
Her eyelashes are very long, casting two beautiful shadows on her eyelids like a fan, her lips are as ruddy as a begonia, her nose bridge is quite straight, her outline is extraordinarily beautiful with fair skin, her figure is very thin, but has curves.
She is actually very good-looking, the only downside is that her face is covered with acne.
There are more than 200 male prisoners in the prison, but only 30 female prisoners
One female prisoner died, and there were about twenty-nine women now.
There are many men and fewer women, so those male prisoners and jailers are like wolves, tigers and leopards.
The acne on her face is a kind of protective armor for her.
Xiao Yeheng stared at her for a long time unconsciously, the sunlight shone on him through the window on the wall.
He don't know if it was the sunshine that made him feel warm, or if her giving him some kindness that warmed.
A faint warmth slowly surfaced in his dry heart...
The sound of heavy footsteps came from from the long corridor outside the prison cell.
Judging by the pace of walking, the jailer Li Dian should be here.
Xiao Yeheng saw Yan Shuixin's sleeping posture, which was a bit seductive, and he didn't want the jailer to see it, so as not to get ill intentions.
Just when he was about to wake her up, Yan Shuixin opened her eyes in surprise.
She immediately sat up from the plank bed, stood up, and sat down in a corner beside the iron bars of the cell.
The jailer Li Dian walked outside the cell, glanced into the cell, and said with some surprise, "Oh, it's not bad. you cleaned up the smelliest cell."
Yan Shuixin nodded.
Li Dian snorted coldly, "I see that you did a good job of sweeping. Before the handyman Zhao recovers from his illness, you will be responsible for sweeping the corridors of the prison and the open space outside the prison."
"Yes, sir." Yan Shuixin was eager to take over the job.
Xiao Yeheng's left leg was in urgent need of treatment. Without medicine, she is useless as a doctor.
In this way, at least there is a chance to get out of the cell.
Yan Shuixin caressed her hungry belly, at this moment, a smell of food wafted from the corridor outside the prison.
The the aroma wasn't anything worth mentioning, but at least it is food that can satisfy the hunger.
A handyman carried two wooden buckets and went to each cell to give food for the prisoners that had bowls placed between the iron bars.
Yan Shuixin knew from the original book that the handyman who delivered the food thought that the fifty-nine cell was smelly, and hadn't delivered food here for three days.
King An was thirsty and hungry for three days.
If she hadn't given him water and fed him a handful of melon seeds, he would have starved to death.
In this prison, no one cares about King An's life or death.
Yan Shuixin saw that the handyman had only walked to the cell diagonally opposite, was about to walk back with the bucket.
She hurriedly said to the jailer Li Dian, "Master, this job of sweeping requires strength. The little one is starving to death, can you give me some food?"
Li Dian thought about it, and waved to the handyman, "Zheng Quan, you will deliver Yan Shuixin's food in the future."
Zheng Quan came over with two wooden barrels in his hands, one on the left and one on the right, wrinkling his nose with a disgusted expression, thinking that the fifty-nine cell was as smelly as usual, but unexpectedly it was clean and not smelly anymore. "Master Li, who cleaned the cell?"
Li Dian patted Zheng Quan on the shoulder, "Before Lao Zhao recovered from his illness, Yan Shuixin will help."
"Yes, yes." Zheng Quan held a long iron round spoon in his hand, scooped food from two wooden barrels filled with food, and added food to a bowl inside.
The rice was rough and yellowish rice, with some boiled vegetables on the rice.
Yan Shuixin said softly, "Master, there are two people in our cell, and there is only one meal, which is not enough."
"Food for you." Li Dian said nonchalantly, "Your crippled gentleman will be dead sooner or later, what are you wasting rice for?"
"But..." She wanted to say something else.
The jailer Li Dian had a fierce look in his eyes, "Not a single word from you!"
Yan Shuixin could only lower her head. With resentment and injustice in her heart, it is not too late for a woman to take revenge in ten years!
After the two left, she picked up her rice bowl and walked to Xiao Yeheng's side, "My lord, you eat."
Xiao Yeheng was already extremely hungry, and when he saw the food, although it was as rough as pig food, it could still fill his belly.
However, this food was not meant for him, so he closed his eyes again.
Yan Shuixin said, "Don't have the strength to eat? Then I'll feed you."
She helped him to sit up.
Xiao Yeheng said expressionlessly, "It's just pig food, I won't eat it."
'Do they have the luxury to be picky?' Yan Shuixin was angry, she wished she could eat the food right away. She was staving to death, but she still had to save him first.
"You have to eat." She lowered her face, held the bowl in one hand, grabbed a lump of rice with her hand, and brought it to his lips, "Open your mouth."
He pursed his lips and did not move.
She frowned and threatened, "If you don't eat it, I'll chew it up and feed you with my mouth!"
"You!" Xiao Yeheng glared at her fiercely.
Seeing his ferocious expression, for the sake of her own life, she did not dare to offend him severely, and explained patiently, "My lord, I know that you're used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, but now it is not comparable. Now we can't eat delicious food." It's not bad to have a bite to eat, so bear with it for a while. After going out of the prison, you will eat better."
There was a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Do you think you can still go out?"
"If you can live for one day, it's still worthwhile." Yan Shuixin said, "I finally cleaned you up, I can't just watch you starve to death."
He was silent.
She looked down at the bowl of food in her hand.
There were only two bowls in the cell, one of which was filled with urine.
Unfortunately, the bowl in which the food is now in, is the one that had previously been filled with urine.
"When I was sweeping before, I had already washed the bowl very clean." Afraid that he would dislike her, she put the bowl in front of her nose, "You smell it, it only smells like food, not urine."
She really wants to throw away the bowl that was used to hold the urine in.
However, she knew that it was impossible for the jailers here to change bowls for the prisoners.
Now that it's washed, it's still ready for use.
Xiao Yeheng frowned, Yan Shuixin was afraid that he would not believe it, so she grabbed some food and put it into her mouth.
Fighting the temptation to not swallowing it, she pursed her lips and moved towards his lips.
Xiao Yeheng's expression turned cold, and he had no choice but to say, "I'll eat it myself."
Stretching out his hand to grab the rice in the bowl, as if thinking of something, his hand fell back to his side weakly on purpose.
Seeing this, Yan Shuixin thought that he had no strength to eat, so she volunteered, "Let me feed you."
She swallowed the food in her mouth.
She grabbed a lump of rice and handed it to his mouth, and he ate it cooperatively.
When Xiao Yeheng saw her attentive appearance, a sour feeling lingered in his heart.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't eaten for a long time, but he actually found this rough meal easy to swallow.
Feeding with hands, his lips will inevitably touch her hands.
The warm breath sprayed on her hands, and occasionally his lips sucked her fingertips.
Yan Shuixin trembled as if being electrocuted.
Seeing him eating with a blank face, he just ate the food she grabbed with her hands seriously, not really licking her hands.
'Is she overthinking?'
Xiao Yeheng wanted to bite her little hand even more when he saw her confused look.
It seems that her soft white fingers are much more delicious than food.
Yan Shuixin frowned, "Oh, they don't even give you chopsticks when you eat, it's too inconvenient."
She knew in her heart that it was the handyman who wanted to save trouble.
Xiao Yeheng thought it would be nice to not have chopsticks. Her hands... are tender.
After a few mouthfuls, he shook his head, "I won't eat it. Eat it yourself."
Yan Shuixin just wanted to scold him for being a fool, but suddenly thought that the wound on his leg didn't hurt, so why would he dislike this food?
She suddenly understood, "My lord, you want to save the food for me?"
Xiao Yeheng's mind was exposed, and his expression was disdainful, "You're overthinking."
"I don't care, you have to eat half of the bowl." Yan Shuixin said with a straight face, "Otherwise, I won't eat a bite."
Xiao Yeheng looked at her stubborn little face, and was moved in his heart.
So, the two shared a bowl of rice.
Although neither of them were full, they still filled their stomachs.
Perhaps his injuries were too severe, he fell asleep after eating.
Yan Shuixin felt his pulse and found that it wasn't food poisoning, it was because of his serious injury.
Staring at the injury to his left leg.
In such an environment, his life is at risk. Where can she get medicine for him?
The sound of whips being whipped on people came from other cells.
This time, it was a male prisoner who screamed. The jailer left when he was tired.
Yan Shuixin listened with her usual expression.
She is incapable of being a savior, so she can only try her best to keep herself and... She glanced at Xiao Yeheng who was on the ground.
At dinner, Yan Shuixin woke up the sleepy Xiao Yeheng, and continued to share a bowl of crude prison food with him.
A mouse appeared from nowhere and scurried along the corner of the cell, after pooping and urinating.
The next morning, she continued to clean the cell aisles, and listened to the guard named Wang Mo in the duty room vomit bitterness to other guards.
He explained how he just picked some wild fruits and came back to honor the prison boss. Not only did it not go well, the prison boss even scolded him.
The other guards comforted him, they had known that Sun Cheng, the prison chief, was prone to skin allergies. The prison doctor died, and the prison chief was afraid of wild fruits on the mountain. It would be bad if his skin had an allergic reaction when they don't have no doctor present.
Yan Shuixin kept it in mind, picked up a leaves and weed under the tree outside the prison, took advantage of the sweeping time, went back to the prison cell which she shared with Xiao Yeheng.
She took out the leaves and weeds, and wiped the mouse's urine and faeces on the leaves. She bundled everything up with the weeds, and hid in her sleeve pocket.
When Xiao Yeheng was laying down, he witnessed her actions, a trace of doubt flashed in his cold eyes, but he didn't ask any questions.
Yan Shuixin left the cell and went to the utility room to put away the cleaning tools. The handyman Zheng Quan called her, "Follow me to the back kitchen and chop the firewood."
"Yes." She followed.
The prison kitchen is in one of the first floors of the prison guards' quarters.
Yan Shuixin followed Zheng Quan and found a small yard behind the kitchen, and a lot of firewood was piled up in a corner of the yard.
Zheng Quan pointed to the firewood pile high on the hill, "Chop a big pile out."
"Yes." She took the firewood and the ax on the ground, put the firewood on the splitting pile, and split the firewood from the middle.
Zheng Quan saw that she was struggling to hold the axe, and guessed that she would not be able to cause trouble, so he felt relieved.
Yan Shuixin finished chopping a pile of firewood, picked up the dry firewood and walked into the kitchen.
The kitchen is very big, and there is a big round table inside. There are a few home-cooked dishes that are not very attractive in color.
Zheng Quan is frying a large pot of vegetables eaten by prisoners.
You don't need to guess to know that the home-cooked food on the table is for the jailers.
Yan Shuixin glanced at the chairs next to the table, one of the chairs was facing the door, and it was on the front, and the distance between the seat and the stools on the left and right was slightly wider.
According to the traditions of the ancients, that seat must be the main seat, for Sun Cheng, the prison chief.
She quickly started to calculate a plan in her mind.