Chapter 1279
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"Ah, 8016, what do you have to do with that soldier?" A woman, three to four years older than Jingmin, walked to Jingmin with a hoe and asked.
No. 8016 is the name of every "xurao". There is a sign on the chest. It's the name of "xurao". Jingmin is picking up sweet potatoes in the dustpan. There are many sweet potatoes with red skin or red skin. Jingmin has big arms. The land here is very fat and the soil is very loose. No matter what you plant, you can have a good harvest.
Hearing the words of nurao, Jing Min just looked up at the other side, who was responsible for digging sweet potatoes. Like Jing min, she was wearing a dark blue prison uniform with a sign on her chest. The number on the sign was 1779.
"It doesn't matter." Jing min glanced at the numbers, then took back his eyes and buried himself in the sweet potatoes. The voice was not loud, but it could be heard in 1779.
1779 throw the hoe, squat down and pick sweet potatoes with Jing Min: "Hey, what crime did you commit?"
Jingmin didn't look at 1779: "kill people."
"Killing people is a felony!" 1779 hearing this, Jing min was shocked to stare at her with wide eyes: "no, they are all misdemeanors here?"
King min pulled his lips: "all criminals, but also divided into what kind of severity, the severity is just different punishment, the heart of the sentence is the same."
"Of course, there are some minor crimes that don't need to be sentenced, and some serious crimes that can be killed directly, like gun guards"
"what crimes have you committed?" Jing min looks up at 1779.
1779 shrugged: "Xinye, steal things from the object. The object ran away. I was caught before I ran away."
"He left you behind and ran away?"
"Well, slag mold"
"what did you steal?"
"What else can there be? It's all valuable things."
"For how long?"
"Another year."
"How many years have you been in prison?"
"Look at my skin, look at my hands." 1779 stretch out his hands to Jingmin to see: "black wood charcoal thick trees, you see, a crack."
Jingmin looks at 1779's hands. They are really rough. Their skin is thick. There are many cracks.
It's a little shocking.
Jingmin eyebrows suddenly tight wrinkle: "are all work done like this?"
"Isn't it? If you don't work, how can you have such hands? I've been in prison for a year, and I've got a year to go. "
"Work, no words! Don't be lazy! " Zhang Jun came over with a gun in his hand, and his tone was very serious.
1779 he jumped up like a slingshot, picked up his hoe, and went to dig sweet potatoes.
She was only two meters away from Jingmin. She was scared by Zhang Jundian, and her heart was pounding.
I dare not lift my head. I bent and worked with my head down.
Jing min looks up at Zhang Jun's palace and continues to work.
After picking a bunch of sweet potatoes in front of her eyes, she ran to 1779 feet and picked a bunch of sweet potatoes. She sat on the ground and continued to pick them.
1779 when she picked the sweet potatoes in one place, she threw them at her side, so she didn't have to run to pick them up.
In throwing sweet potatoes, 1779 also secretly looked at Zhang Jundian.
Very handsome!
Zhang Jundian stood there as straight as a pine and looked at Jingmin: "is the wound still painful?"
Jingmin replied, "no more pain. But... "
She raised her supported hand: "this kerchief is dirty, I don't know if I can clean it."
"If it's not clean, don't do it. A kerchief is not worth keeping in mind. " Zhang Jun hall way.
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"Ah, 8016, what do you have to do with that soldier?" A woman, three to four years older than Jingmin, walked to Jingmin with a hoe and asked.
No. 8016 is the name of every "xurao". There is a sign on the chest. It's the name of "xurao". Jingmin is picking up sweet potatoes in the dustpan. There are many sweet potatoes with red skin or red skin. Jingmin has big arms. The land here is very fat and the soil is very loose. No matter what you plant, you can have a good harvest.
Hearing the words of nurao, Jing Min just looked up at the other side, who was responsible for digging sweet potatoes. Like Jing min, she was wearing a dark blue prison uniform with a sign on her chest. The number on the sign was 1779.
"It doesn't matter." Jing min glanced at the numbers, then took back his eyes and buried himself in the sweet potatoes. The voice was not loud, but it could be heard in 1779.
1779 throw the hoe, squat down and pick sweet potatoes with Jing Min: "Hey, what crime did you commit?"
Jingmin didn't look at 1779: "kill people."
"Killing people is a felony!" 1779 hearing this, Jing min was shocked to stare at her with wide eyes: "no, they are all misdemeanors here?"
King min pulled his lips: "all criminals, but also divided into what kind of severity, the severity is just different punishment, the heart of the sentence is the same."
"Of course, there are some minor crimes that don't need to be sentenced, and some serious crimes that can be killed directly, like gun guards"
"what crimes have you committed?" Jing min looks up at 1779.
1779 shrugged: "Xinye, steal things from the object. The object ran away. I was caught before I ran away."
"He left you behind and ran away?"
"Well, slag mold"
"what did you steal?"
"What else can there be? It's all valuable things."
"For how long?"
"Another year."
"How many years have you been in prison?"
"Look at my skin, look at my hands." 1779 stretch out his hands to Jingmin to see: "black wood charcoal thick trees, you see, a crack."
Jingmin looks at 1779's hands. They are really rough. Their skin is thick. There are many cracks.
It's a little shocking.
Jingmin eyebrows suddenly tight wrinkle: "are all work done like this?"
"Isn't it? If you don't work, how can you have such hands? I've been in prison for a year, and I've got a year to go. "
"Work, no words! Don't be lazy! " Zhang Jun came over with a gun in his hand, and his tone was very serious.
1779 he jumped up like a slingshot, picked up his hoe, and went to dig sweet potatoes.
She was only two meters away from Jingmin. She was scared by Zhang Jundian, and her heart was pounding.
I dare not lift my head. I bent and worked with my head down.
Jing min looks up at Zhang Jun's palace and continues to work.
After picking a bunch of sweet potatoes in front of her eyes, she ran to 1779 feet and picked a bunch of sweet potatoes. She sat on the ground and continued to pick them.
1779 when she picked the sweet potatoes in one place, she threw them at her side, so she didn't have to run to pick them up.
In throwing sweet potatoes, 1779 also secretly looked at Zhang Jundian.
Very handsome!
Zhang Jundian stood there as straight as a pine and looked at Jingmin: "is the wound still painful?"
Jingmin replied, "no more pain. But... "
She raised her supported hand: "this kerchief is dirty, I don't know if I can clean it."
"If it's not clean, don't do it. A kerchief is not worth keeping in mind. " Zhang Jun hall way.
"Ah, 8016, what do you have to do with that soldier?" A woman, three to four years older than Jingmin, walked to Jingmin with a hoe and asked. No. 8016 is the name of every "xurao". There is a sign on the chest. It's the name of "xurao". Jingmin is picking up sweet potatoes in the dustpan. There are many sweet potatoes with red skin or red skin. Jingmin has big arms. The land here is very fat and the soil is very loose. No matter what you plant, you can have a good harvest. Hearing the words of nurao, Jing Min just looked up at the other side, who was responsible for digging sweet potatoes. Like Jing min, she was wearing a dark blue prison uniform with a sign on her chest. The number on the sign was 1779. "It doesn't matter." Jing min glanced at the numbers, then took back his eyes and buried himself in the sweet potatoes. The voice was not loud, but it could be heard in 1779. 1779 throw the hoe, squat down and pick sweet potatoes with Jing Min: "Hey, what crime did you commit?" Jingmin didn't look at 1779: "kill people." "Killing people is a felony!" 1779 hearing this, Jing min was shocked to stare at her with wide eyes: "no, they are all misdemeanors here?" King min pulled his lips: "all criminals, but also divided into what kind of severity, the severity is just different punishment, the heart of the sentence is the same." "Of course, there are some minor crimes that don't need to be sentenced, and some serious crimes that can be killed directly, like gun guards" "what crimes have you committed?" Jing min looks up at 1779. 1779 shrugged: "Xinye, steal things from the object. The object ran away. I was caught before I ran away." "He left you behind and ran away?" "Well, slag mold" "what did you steal?" "What else can there be? It's all valuable things." "For how long?" "Another year." "How many years have you been in prison?" "Look at my skin, look at my hands." 1779 stretch out his hands to Jingmin to see: "black wood charcoal thick trees, you see, a crack." Jingmin looks at 1779's hands. They are really rough. Their skin is thick. There are many cracks. It's a little shocking. Jingmin eyebrows suddenly tight wrinkle: "are all work done like this?" "Isn't it? If you don't work, how can you have such hands? I've been in prison for a year, and I've got a year to go. " "Work, no words! Don't be lazy! " Zhang Jun came over with a gun in his hand, and his tone was very serious. 1779 he jumped up like a slingshot, picked up his hoe, and went to dig sweet potatoes. She was only two meters away from Jingmin. She was scared by Zhang Jundian, and her heart was pounding. I dare not lift my head. I bent and worked with my head down. Jing min looks up at Zhang Jun's palace and continues to work. After picking a bunch of sweet potatoes in front of her eyes, she ran to 1779 feet and picked a bunch of sweet potatoes. She sat on the ground and continued to pick them. 1779 when she picked the sweet potatoes in one place, she threw them at her side, so she didn't have to run to pick them up. In throwing sweet potatoes, 1779 also secretly looked at Zhang Jundian. Very handsome! Zhang Jundian stood there as straight as a pine and looked at Jingmin: "is the wound still painful?" Jingmin replied, "no more pain. But... " She raised her supported hand: "this kerchief is dirty, I don't know if I can clean it." "If it's not clean, don't do it. A kerchief is not worth keeping in mind. " Zhang Jun hall way.
