[Quick Wear] Daily Cleansing of Trash

Chapter 338: Not Being the Boss for Many Years 6

Huo Qian tutted and curled her lips: "You're boring now!"

Tian Ye Zi was impatient: "Alright, what are you asking? Liu Xiamei is not a good person, and she is not dead, so what can happen?"

Huo Qian was speechless. She rolled her eyes at Tian Ye Zi and then looked at Song Xiao Qing. She had a smile on her face, but a warning in her eyes: "Ye Zi is an honest man. Don't do anything stupid!"

"Are you done yet?" Tian Ye Zi was unhappy. "Am I an idiot?"

Huo Qian was angry: "You took my kindness for granted. I won't talk to you anymore!"

After saying that, he picked up the plate and left. The other two people sitting at their seats quickly got up and followed him.

Smiling Tiger comforted Song Xiaoqing: "Her name is Huo Qian, she is our boss's good sister. She has no ill intentions, she just cares about the boss."

"Tiger Girl!" Tian Yezi frowned, "Don't talk too much!"

Hu Niu shrugged, lowered her head and continued eating, and put the egg yolk into the Tianye leaf plate.

The third brother looked left and right and scratched his head.

Song Xiaoqing looked at the plate of food she had eaten clean, with only the egg yolk left, and suddenly felt an urge.

She also wanted to give the egg yolk to Tian Ye Zi!

Why is there no egg in the world that is entirely white?

Lunch time is from 12:00 to 12:30 noon, and lunch break is from 12:30 to 1:30 pm. However, we are not allowed to go out and can only stay in the cell.

Fang Yue was still curled up in the corner doing her own thing as usual, while Su Muzhe was taking a nap and snoring softly.

Wang Qin went into the bathroom and Song Xiaoqing followed her in.

Fang Yue glanced at Song Xiaoqing's back, then lowered her head and immersed herself in her own world.

Wang Qin was washing her hands when she suddenly heard the sound of the toilet door closing.

She turned around and saw a smiling face.

Song Xiaoqing leaned against the toilet door and whispered, "I want to ask you something."

Wang Qin glanced at Song Xiaoqing's hand and swallowed: "You say."

"Click!"

Song Xiaoqing and Wang Qin walked out of the bathroom one after another. Fang Yue raised her eyelids and looked at them without saying a word.

Song Xiaoqing smiled at her, found a chair to sit down, and thought about what Wang Qin said.

In the afternoon, they were making curtains. Song Xiaoqing controlled the pace and completed today's work targets in an orderly manner, while looking around unnoticed.

After a while, a prison guard walked up to Su Muzhe, paused for a moment, and left.

Song Xiaoqing withdrew her gaze and continued to operate the sewing machine.

After the afternoon labor and dinner, the prison guards took them to the bathhouse.

Wards A and B have showers scheduled on Tuesday and Saturday nights, with eighteen people at a time and the shower lasting fifteen minutes.

These fifteen minutes include washing hair, taking a shower, getting dressed and blow-drying, which is quite tight.

Song Xiaoqing was holding a basin and unexpectedly met Huo Qian.

Huo Qian raised her eyebrows when she saw her, and Song Xiaoqing smiled back.

When the prisoners were taking a shower, the prison guards were waiting outside. When fifteen minutes were up, they would push the door open, blow the whistle, and then take over for the next group.

It is said that it was not like this before. The shower time was only five minutes, and five people had to stand under one shower head. The door was not closed, and they showered under the noses of the prison guards.

Nowadays, each prisoner can have a shower head, the shower time is extended to fifteen minutes, and the water is hot. The prison guards are waiting outside. This is the result of prison reform.

As soon as the prison guard left, Song Xiaoqing found a seat in a corner and began to take off her clothes with a wooden face.

She had never been so open and honest with so many people before, and it was quite awkward.

Huo Qian took a big step and stood under the shower head next to Song Xiaoqing. She quickly stripped off all her clothes and whistled at Song Xiaoqing: "Oh, you have a nice figure!"

Song Xiaoqing had a blank expression on her face, even looking a little annoyed.

Seeing Song Xiaoqing's despair, Huo Qian chuckled and said, "I'm out of soap. Can you lend me yours?"

Her attitude was very matter-of-fact, as if she had completely forgotten the wariness she had shown towards Song Xiaoqing in the cafeteria.

Song Xiaoqing was speechless and didn't understand why Huo Qian didn't borrow from her two younger sisters, but she still handed the soap to her.

"Thank you!" Huo Qian raised her chin.

The atmosphere between the two was surprisingly harmonious.

As soon as Song Xiaoqing wet her hair, she felt a wind blowing behind her.

She tilted her body and twisted to avoid the "dirty hands" reaching out to her.

"Oh my, little sister is quite perceptive!"

A burly man with a buzz cut and big arms stood behind her, staring at Song Xiaoqing with lustful eyes, "You're so young, and you haven't enjoyed it yet, right? Do you want me to love you well?"

Song Xiaoqing: ...

Really, speechless!

Seeing this, Huo Qian immediately realized that the other party was actually coming for her.

As a "big shot" in Ward B, she knows exactly what others are thinking.

Although she had doubts about Song Xiaoqing, Huo Qian was not the type to implicate others, so she wiped the foam off her head and said in a bad tone, "Fang Gege, do you want to die?"

Fang Gege glanced at Huo Qian and ignored her. She only said to Song Xiaoqing, "Huo Qian is a sickly girl. What good will it do you to follow her? You might as well follow me. I guarantee you'll be happy in prison!"

Song Xiaoqing took a deep breath and tried hard to control his fists.

She hadn't figured out the situation in the prison yet and really didn't want to cause trouble.

However, the other party obviously had no such intention.

Seeing that Song Xiaoqing said nothing and turned sideways expressionlessly to continue taking a shower, the female prisoner with a special fetish thought that she was scared. With the intention of poaching her mortal enemy Huo Qian, she raised her hand and reached towards Song Xiaoqing's chest.

Huo Qian wiped the water droplets from her face, spat on the ground, and yanked the towel and cursed: "What the hell is Fang Gege doing..."

"Oh!"

Song Xiaoqing withdrew his hand and looked at the girl with flowery arms lying unconscious on the ground with an expressionless face. Still feeling unsatisfied, he kicked her against the wall.

"You are looking for death!"

With a roar, the three women threw their towels and rushed towards Song Xiaoqing and Huo Qian, and one of them went close to the man with the big flowered arm to check the situation.

"You're honored that Fang Gege likes you, yet you still dare to take action!"

"Huo Qian, you fucking want to die!"

A woman with a shaved head also pulled open the towel and tried to wrap it around Song Xiaoqing's neck.

Song Xiaoqing grabbed the other person's towel, swung her hand, and then hooked the other person's neck and pulled hard.

"Uh……"

The towel shrank and the other person's face immediately turned red.

The other two rushed over waving their fists, but Huo Qian, who had come to her senses, raised her hand to stop them.

Seeing this, Song Xiaoqing shook off the people in his hands, stepped forward, grabbed the fist of one of them that was swinging towards Huo Qian, and pushed the man to the ground with one force.

Huo Qian also quickly kicked the other man over and stepped hard on his bare belly.

Seeing this, the remaining man sneaked up behind Huo Qian with a soap box and raised his hand to hit Huo Qian on the back of the head.

"go to hell!"