Vol 2 Chapter 990: I think we are not even as good as dogs.

Fu Ziyong did not fight with Li Gongzi, and instead started to talk about the bad guys!
Those people are connected in a line, not afraid to pay for the courage, directly with their hands!
Fu Ziyao's book is not a person who likes to use manual hands, but now, he can only help Fu Ziyong to argue with others.
At the end of the day, the family was holding the group, and the others were holding the group. They actually split the two places in the small cell. It seems that everyone thinks that as long as they keep a distance from the family, they even fall out, the Liu Daren With the three princes, you can see that the initiators are paying for the family and put them all.
In the face of survival, dignity and principles are worthless.
The farce was maintained until the morning, tired for a night, and the sleep finally passed.
At noon, the Liu Daren appeared again.
"Open the door."
Liu Wei said, the line of sight began to look at the changes in the room.
It’s a bit jailed.
Liu Wei turned to look at the Sima Xi around him and asked: "Is Sima Daren, the prisoner in prison, do you have to work every day?"
Sima Xi lowered his head and said: "Yes."

What kind of work? Can you pay attention?


Women’s woven fabrics are embroidered, and male criminals ploughed the fields and planted them. They did not pay attention to them. The time of work was the same as that of the outside farmers.

"Where is the land, can it be far?"
"It’s just behind the door, not far."
Liu Wei looked at the prisoner and smiled: "I heard it, come out."
Farming arable land, this kind of thing, these sons and buddies don’t say it, they have lived for a long time, and they have seen nothing.
So when they were taken to the field behind the Tuen Mun, they saw that other prisoners had started to be busy, and everyone was embarrassed.
The guard's jailer gave them a shovel and a shovel. Judging by their injuries, they hurt lightly, went loose, injured, and shoveled.
Yang Lan took a pen, but he took the iron shovel, but he never took it. When he was holding a hard wooden handle, he began to feel his palms panic.
But what can I do?
Hold back!
Yang Lan does not know at all. He is watching how others do and groping for it.
When someone else smashed a field, he also smashed the foot of the foot, and he was too slow. Finally, the jailer came straight and took a whip to his foot and fanned it up. "Hurry, I still want to eat!"

Yang Yu shrinks his neck, his face is full of tolerance, he has to add gravity, speed up, and continue to turn the ground.
On the other hand, Liu Wei is quite good at squatting. He probably has a big hand. He finished his own field and sneaked over to help Yang Lan. Yang Lan is happy. As a result, Liu Wei was called away. The jailer said that he was so busy, not as good. One more thing, anyway, he has nothing to do.
Liu Wei’s being taken away, he also looked back at Yang Lan’s eyes.
If Yang Xin’s heart is ashamed, he can only succumb to his own head and fight for lunch today.
The people on the side of the land are still fairly regular. Although they are bitter and tired, the nose is still transparent.
Excavating the side of the dung will not work, and the injuries that are going to die will be serious. As soon as the smell of the feces is smelled, several people will spit directly. After the spit is finished, they will not give water to the mouth, let them continue to dry, and dig three. Bucket, the errands in the morning are finished.
There aren't many three barrels, and the average person digs a bucket.
But these big masters are digging a shovel, they have to vomit two times, grinding and rubbing, but also hurt here, before lunch, no one completed the task.
There is no way, only to continue, when to finish, when to eat.
Yang Lan is eating on time, rough hoe, hot porridge, just like this, this kind of thing that will not touch on weekdays, this time it is delicious.
Liu Wei’s appetite is big. After eating his own, Baba’s eyes are on Yang’s bowl:
I remember you don’t like to eat hoes.

Yang Yili ignores him. It is one thing to love or not to eat. It is another thing to be hungry. Now this girl is in his mouth, and it is much more delicious than the sea and the delicacies.
Liu Wei looked at the deceived food, and sat there in a daze, saying that he was in a daze, but his eyes were still staring at other people in the distance.
They are all jade food, and they have grown up in the past. Who has eaten this kind of suffering? Yesterday, I was beaten and bruised. I have to do this kind of physical work today. I can’t stand it. It’s already pale, panting and crumbling.
Liu Wei pushed Yang Hao and asked: "You said yesterday that the son didn't die. Since they didn't die, why did they tell us that we were dead?"
Yang Lan glanced at him and swallowed the last bite, and looked at Liu Daren, who was monitoring their work in the distance.
The Liu Daren was sitting in the shed, eating the fruit that was sent from underneath, while holding a free book.
"In order to better afflict us." Yang Yu said slowly: "The so-called one-shot and moving the whole body, the death of Zhang Gongzi, in the middle of us, has played an important role, you think, if Zhang Gongzi died Last night, how could Fu Ziyong argue with other people? When the dispute reached the end, why did it tear the face open? To say that everyone is afraid of death, they are afraid of the footsteps of Zhang Gongzi. Morale will inevitably fall, everyone is suspicious, and in the end, we have a loose sand, and the fishermen are profitable." When it comes to the fisherman's word, Yang Lan's line of sight has reached the Liu Daren.
Liu Wei heard about it and some anger: "Is this playing with the dogs in the cage?"
"Dog?" Yang Lan smiled: "I think we are not even better than dogs."
Liu Yiyi, I thought it was true.
Yang Lan finished the last hot porridge and said: "I guess, today, there will be an accident."
"What? There is something going wrong, what happened? We all started to dig the dung, what about Liu’s surname?"
Yang Lan shook his head: "It’s not a surname." After a pause, he changed his mouth: "It shouldn't be."
Liu Wei is a little annoyed; "You are clear, don't let me guess."
Yang glanced at him and pointed to the person who was digging the manure.
And sure enough, just after the time has passed, it really happened.
Fu Ziyong fainted.
Paying home is unpopular, but Fu Ziyong was seriously injured yesterday. Today is the excavation of the manure.
The so-called skinny dead camel is bigger than Ma, and Fu Ziyong is in the same place. How can he be more energetic than other literary sons? In the morning, he is the one who digs the side of the dung, the earliest one to finish the meal, then Liu Wei pays attention. At that time, there were several people who were secretly jealous of him.
In the afternoon, Fu Ziyong did not make any troubles. As in the morning, he worked diligently and looked normal. There were several people who deliberately smashed the stool to his feet.
Fu Ziyong got angry, but he was suppressed by the guarded jailer. He was flushed and scarred. He could only breathe a sigh of relief and continue to work hard.
For the second time, some people turned over a bucket of manure that he had managed to shovel. The hard work of half an hour was paid.
This time, Fu Ziyong is really angry, and who can't do it, you have to fight with those people!
The rack was still not hit, but it was just two pushes, and the person suddenly fainted.
He is the one who is the first to make a fuss about Fu Ziyao and Fu Zi.
The two men supported Fu Ziyong, red-necked, and other people's theory, and looked for the Liu Daren! 2k novel reading network