High Society [Part I]

Wedge

2oo3, Xinjing No. 3 Women's Prison.

Now in June, Xinjing is as hot as a volcanic eruption, the government has allocated money to protect against the heat, and prisoners are waiting in line at the meal to receive mung bean soup and ice cubes to relieve the heat.

The hot wind blew through, a few weeds were blown up on the ground, and on a clean concrete step, a girl about five years old was sitting on the step eating popsicles.

She wore a small skirt made of prison uniform fabric, her head was tied into two twisted braids, and the skirt had been washed a little white.

"Little pearl! Time to eat!" 

A loud voice came out from behind, a middle-aged man with a big waist in prison guard's clothes came over and picked up the girl, the girl was still licking the ice in her hand, and the middle-aged man reached out and pinched the girl's face.

"Someone came to pick up Little Pearl home today, are you happy?"

"Happy!"

The girl was born in prison, and before the full moon was born, the woman who gave birth to her died, the girl had no family, and the people in the prison pooled money to buy her powder, and did not dare to give her a blind name, because her mother left her a pearl necklace, so she kept calling her Little Pearl, and made an exception until she was five years old.

Not long ago, there were instructions from above, and finally someone was willing to adopt Little Pearl, and today they will come to pick her up.

The third women's prison is closed for death row or life indefinitely, except for new prisoners, the doors are basically closed.

That afternoon, four or five people worked together to push the heavy iron door open, and Little Pearl reluctantly walked out of the prison gate with a small schoolbag made of prison uniforms, turning back three times in one step, and the people in the prison had red eyes.

She looked forward and was greeted by a black Audi 1oo, a polite man, and her new name.