"Of course, if caught, getting beaten up is the least of worries. If things go south, you might end up in the cell, and it's not a pleasant place to be. You'd get nothing but unsifted cornmeal dumplings for meals, often just salted vegetables or none at all. Cabbage and radish soup would be considered good food there, yet even then, it's not guaranteed to fill you up…"
Thinking about those days, Houzi felt like wiping away his tear.
Seeing the conductor gone, Lin Chuxia teased Houzi, "Having food at all isn't bad. What, did you expect the government to serve you well after committing a crime?"
Houzi quickly flashed a grin, "Indeed, indeed. That's why one must stay on the right path. Whether swallowing bran or gnawing on vegetables, one must live uprightly, be worthy of the government above and deserving of one's parents below…"
Lin Chuxia turned her head and saw, sure enough, Liu Guoqiang had come inside.
This Houzi.
