A middle-aged jailer walked up to the two men's cell and stopped. He took out a few dishes of side dishes and two bowls of rice from the wooden bucket he carried with him and put them into the cell. He said, "It's time for dinner!",Zhu Ying threw her chopsticks aside, patted her stomach, sat beside Li Wan'er, leaned against the back wall, and slowly said, "Actually, I didn't grow up in Yantian Prefecture!",In the dim and oppressive cell, Zhu Ying told Li Wan'er about the good life in modern times. Unbeknownst to her, Li Wan'er fell asleep leaning against Zhu Ying's shoulder, a faint smile still playing on her lips!。