The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"My, my, my~?"

The sorghum rice in his mouth fell onto his clothes and thighs one by one as he stuttered.

Xu Damao reacted quickly and used his fingers to pick up the sorghum rice and stuffed it into his mouth. As for the remaining half bowl, he carefully placed it on a stool made of wooden stakes. It can be seen that here, food is valued very much.

"It's your name, and there's someone else. You're educated, so we don't need to find someone to help you read it~!"

There are also educated people in L Reform Farm. Often when prisoners need to write or receive letters, they have to ask these people for help. Of course, only those with good performance will receive this treatment.

For those who perform averagely, there is nothing that can be done. Stamps also cost money. Although the money is paid by the state, it is not endless.

Xu Damao was extremely flustered at this time, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. In the past year or so, he had only seen other people receiving letters, things sent from home, and money, bills, and clothes.

Life will undoubtedly be much better if there is someone to take care of and care for you at home. At least you have a hope and try to get out early.

A letter finally came today, and it was from the capital. Both his mother and his wife Qin Huairu made him ecstatic~!

He had been suffering for more than a year, and finally, someone in his family remembered him.

"Look, Damao misses home during the day, but the letter comes at night. What do you call this? This is called telepathy. Wow!"

"Good, Damao, wash your hands quickly, and don't turn around and pinch the letter paper, it will be pitch black, and it will prevent you from reading it next time~!"

I just smoked the cigarette that Xu Damao offered as a sacrifice, although it was only half smoked, but for others, it was like receiving some favor, and this favor was sustainable. At this time, everyone said nice words~!

"Yes, yes, hands, hands need to be washed~!"

In the desert Gobi, water is extremely precious, even saline water.

But when the letter came today, Xu Damao didn't care about it anymore. He just wiped his dirty hands carefully, even between his fingers, with the portion saved for drinking in the evening, and then he tremblingly took the envelope handed to him by the supervisor.

"I didn't see it, it was taken down by the higher-ups, you know the rules~!"

One end of the envelope had been opened, and the letter inside had definitely been read by someone in advance. Did Xu Damao care? No, he didn't.

Here, one must remain sincere to the organization, not have any selfishness, cooperate with the organization's transformation, and not have any secrets of his own. He was already satisfied that the letter could be delivered from thousands of miles away, and it didn't matter whether it had been read or not.

The important thing is that he has not been forgotten, and there are still people in this world who care about him~!

"I understand. Thank you for helping me gain trust. I will definitely believe in the organization, correct my thoughts and attitude, cooperate with the organization, and correct my mistakes~!"

Reading the letter is important, but saying thank you is also necessary. After standing at attention, with the envelope tucked between his legs, Xu Damao replied to Brother Niu's words seriously according to the items he recited~!

"Hmm~!"

He closed the gate again and symbolically locked it, then looked at Xu Damao with appreciation. He thought he was the most sensible one. Compared to some prisoners who, after receiving the letter, not only did not say thank you but also complained about the letter being opened, Xu Damao's performance was indeed very good.

What is cooperation? This is cooperation~!

"Quick, take a look~!"

"Who sent it? Is it your wife? Maybe she sent me some photos. Can I borrow them for use~!"

As soon as the supervisor left and the door was closed, everyone immediately lost their focus again. How could one be happy in such a boring life if one could not entertain others?

"Get up, get out of here, you're about to get in here, that's Ren Damao's wife, why are you borrowing her photo, get lost~!"

Under the oil lamp, those who were stirring up trouble, those who were making trouble, those who were helping, no matter if it was their job or not, all got involved. Only the protagonist Xu Damao had a helpless expression on his face.

When he received the envelope, he noticed that it was very light and there were probably only a few sheets of paper. He was a little disappointed. The letter was from Qin Huairu, and there was... on the envelope.

"There's no photo. It's just a piece of letter paper. I can tell what it is by just pinching it~!"

Xu Damao really wanted Qin Huairu to send more, and it would be even better if there were photos, to ease the pain of missing him. He would have a thought that there were family members waiting for him outside to return, which would at least make him more motivated.

Although his interest has decreased a little, he is still happy that it does not delay Xu Damao. If there is a first time, there will be a second time. Maybe he was inexperienced the first time, and she did not forget about him. Can he try his best to write her a letter and ask her to send something else next time~!

Then he thought of the current situation of Qin Huairu's family, and Xu Damao began to have a headache again. Her family was not rich to begin with, and she had agreed to the deal because of her own family's good conditions. Now it would feel a bit awkward to ask Sister Qin for things again, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Holding the kraft paper envelope in both hands, Xu Damao sat under the oil lamp and couldn't help but fall into memories of the past.

He Yuzhu who likes to fight, Yan Jiecheng who is as cowardly as a mouse, Liu Guangqi who sits in the office, and Li Feng who is promoted step by step.

That courtyard house is his hometown that he can never return to. Li Huaide, Li Huaide. From the moment Yi Zhonghai called him to Li Huaide’s office, his fate today was doomed.

You reap what you sow!

If he could see through this hidden thread, I wonder if he would turn over Yi Zhonghai's ashes again~! Until now, Xu Damao still thought that it was because of blackmail and the windfall at home that buried the root of the evil.

Little did he know that it was because of the Lou family's early escape that some people needed an explanation, and he, a man who had not yet married into the family but was extremely greedy at heart, became the most suitable one to give the explanation.

Li Huaide is dead, the case files of Lou family's escape have been sealed, and the truth is no longer known~!

Gently stroking this hard-earned letter, thousands of miles away, the distance caused a few wrinkles and dust on the envelope. Xu Damao's rough hands were trembling a little.

The red font of Red Star Steel Rolling Mill on the envelope indicates that it is an envelope from the factory.

His mouth opened and closed. He had been waiting for this day for so long!

"Don't just stand there, take it apart quickly~!"

The inmates in the same cell were getting impatient at this point. Seeing that Xu Damao looked a little crazy, they stepped forward and pushed his shoulder.

"Xiao Lao San, I see that others are not anxious, but you are. Do you know a few words~!"

When the other prisoners had started arguing over this matter, Xu Damao, who had calmed down, opened the envelope that had already been opened.

There was indeed only one piece of letter paper inside, so it looked very thin. Xu Damao took a deep breath and slowly pulled out the letter paper.

The letter paper was also very familiar. It was the letter paper used in the steel rolling mill. It was very thin, but in Xu Damao's hand, it seemed unusually heavy.

The corners of his mouth slowly rose, his heart pounding, and at this moment Xu Damao's joy was beyond words.

However, his happiness only lasted for a few seconds. After he opened the letter and saw the words on it, his mouth suddenly opened wide~!

It was as if all the energy in his body was drained away. His heart, which was pounding with nervousness the previous second, seemed to be pinched fiercely by an invisible hand the next second.

"Hoo, hoo~!"

Like a fish carried to the beach by the tide, its gills are about to spark, but it can't breathe any fresh air.

Xu Damao couldn't believe it. He turned the letter paper over and over. Then, the back was blank. No matter how he looked at it, there were only those two lines of words on the top.

"Xu Damao: I am Qin Huairu, I want to divorce you. This is not a discussion, this is a notice. I can't live with you anymore. You are a criminal. We no longer have revolutionary feelings. We will no longer have any relationship. We are no longer husband and wife~!"

There are only a few words in the letter, and it is very short. There are also some typos, but the word "divorce" is very real. It is hard to imagine that Qin Huairu, who only has an elementary school education, could actually write this letter and send it here.

At this moment, Xu Damao felt as if he was struck by lightning. He fell beside the table, and the light in his eyes completely disappeared.

It would be better if I hadn’t received this letter!

Xu Damao pounded the table with his fists in hatred. At this moment, he could only vent his anger on the table helplessly. Even though his fists turned red, he could only let them drop down helplessly.

"What's going on? What's going on, Damao~!"

The prisoners in the same cell who had been noisy just now were suddenly stunned. They looked at each other, and finally looked at the grief-stricken Xu Damao. They didn't know why receiving a letter made them feel like their own mother had died.

The letter that fell on the ground was immediately picked up by someone and handed to someone who could read. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed that the letter was not good news.

"His wife is going to divorce him~!"

“Ooo ...

With just one sentence, the crowd who were laughing just now suddenly became depressed. No one who was reformed here or had a wife at home wanted to receive such news. It was too depressing.

"Give it to me, you are not allowed to look at it~!"

Xu Damao, who had lost his backbone the previous second, snatched the letter with a pair of red eyes as if assisted by God the next second, and tore it into pieces with gritted teeth. Not only that, he swallowed it in one gulp.

"Da Mao, at least I gave birth to three children for you. Even if you are a heartless woman, the children will still recognize you when they grow up~!"

It would have been fine if he hadn't said this. But when this was mentioned, Xu Damao's hair stood on end. Although he said he had three children, he didn't say that the children were his!

Qin Huairu wants to divorce me, which obviously means she has found someone else. Otherwise, why didn't she mention it for more than a year and only thought of divorce now? Will the child recognize him? He is Dongxu's child and the surname has not been changed~!

"Don't worry about me, don't worry about me~!"

At this moment, Xu Damao's heart was almost broken. He staggered back to his haystack in a daze and collapsed.

Then, the whole person gradually curled up into a ball and let out choked sobs.

"It's fake, all fake...!" (End of this chapter)