Fuck, so she went over and knocked on Li Yangyang's door. She opened the door and asked me what was wrong.

I said I was so bored that I was suffocated.

Li Yangyang asked, do you want to listen to songs for you mp3?

Looking at this innocent little loli, she was so dirty that even such a little girl was fantasizing about it.

I saw some books on her desk and said, "I'll take some books and read them."

They are all books that little girls read, entertainment gossip, youth campus, etc.

It’s better than nothing. I took it back and flipped through a few pages, but I fell asleep as I flipped through it.

The next morning, I got up and washed up, went to work, and reported to Instructor Kang. Instructor Kang looked like a good woman. After a few instructions, he asked me to go to his office and sat there. No one paid attention to me and no one came to disturb me.

At noon, Li Yangyang asked me to have dinner, and then came back to continue sitting. In the evening, Li Yangyang asked me to have dinner, then went back to the dormitory and went to bed.

This has been the case for several days in a row. No female prisoners came, no other female prison guards, and even Sister Ma disappeared. The only thing I can talk to is Li Yangyang every day. Oh my God, if I work in this environment for the rest of my life, I will go crazy. I have never felt that time is so sad.

The silence here makes me really want to run to the roof and shout loudly: I'm almost suffocating!

Damn it, no wonder the previous psychological counselors stopped doing it. The terrible idea of ​​resigning and not doing it suddenly flashed in their minds, but soon, they suppressed it.

My family has been farmers for generations. In the past, farmers were a very glorious noun, but now they seem to have become synonymous with backward, old-fashioned poverty. The family is beautiful, without any industrial atmosphere, and without pollution. The people in the city regard our primitive and undeveloped places as places for leisure and enjoyment, but we have long been tired of it, longing for the wonderfulness of the outside world, longing for walking on the streets where the lights are blooming in the sky, and taking a car to the amusement park to play.

The reason why I was anxious to find a job after graduation was because my family was too poor and needed the support of my salary. I had three children with a fine and over plan to come to this beautiful world. I have two sisters. My eldest sister was eight years older than me and my second sister was five years older than me. I prefer boys over girls in the countryside. You know. My parents are honest farmers, and they don’t have the brains of doing business. They go into one acre of land all day, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and raise a few pigs. The family’s economy is supported by farming and pig farming. In order to produce more food, their parents often go to the fields to work before dawn, so they don’t have much time to take care of us. The education of our siblings and three is placed in a secondary position.

Of course, at this time, the two sisters were my protectors.

In my memory, when I was a child, my family was always poor. I ate corn porridge and vegetables every day. I only had some meat during festivals. The pigs raised at home were sold. Chicken and ducks would not easily be eaten unless it was a major festival such as the Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival. When people say that corn porridge is delicious, I was indifferent because I had been injured.

When both sisters were less than ten years old, they would go to work for their parents before dawn every morning. They would have to herd cattle, mow grass, wash, drink some porridge and eat sweet potatoes, and go to school. After they come back, they have to do farm work. But the situation at home has not been better because of the hard work of the family, because the two sisters wanted to study, I also wanted to study, and I was still in high school, and my parents were already covered in white hair.
Chapter completed!