[The Shawshank Redemption] Converted

Speaking of which, when they first got divorced, Byron felt a little sad in his heart.Especially when he was alone in the balcony of the theater waiting for the symphony orchestra to appear, and the expensive seat next to him was empty.

Thinking of this, Byron smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yes, nowadays, tens of dollars is considered a lot of money to me."

After being promoted to the captain of the prison guard, even if he never misses a day, his monthly salary is only [-] US dollars.Fortunately, in this day and age, the cost of living is not considered high. Simple food, drink and drink can get by with less than a hundred dollars.

What really stretched him was the children's affairs.

According to the memories left by the original body, the Hadley family immigrated from England at the beginning of the century. Their parents have passed away, and there is only one brother.

In other words, as a single parent who often needs to work for more than ten hours in a row, who will take care of the children is a headache for him.

Fortunately, in New England in the 50s, the child care system was relatively complete. As long as the child was over 8 weeks old, there were dedicated childcare staff to provide corresponding care and early education.

With his well-behaved and fat son in his arms, Byron visited every institution in person.Finally, he chose the Rangely Nursing Center that could accept his family's irregular "day students".

For babies as old as Archibald, there is one babysitter for every four children.Of course, high-quality services are never cheap, and [-]% of Byron's monthly salary will be invested in this in the future.

Holding the little baby who is connected by blood, gently pinching his small fleshy arms like lotus joints, the image is completely in line with the American tough guy Captain Hadley, and his heart is as soft as a cotton candy.

Therefore, when Archie is about to turn one year old, and recalling Susan, who may now be Mrs. Green, Byron has no dissatisfaction with her.

After all, as she complained, the naturally slow-tempered self is indeed not a good, caring husband.

If there is anything he wants to defend himself, there is only one thing - he has an M.Arch degree from the Rhode Island School of Design, and was allowed to join the AIA as a foreigner at the age of 27. He is by no means ignorant man of.

In fact, the bits and pieces he takes every day to read books and draw pictures are not just making excuses to avoid his wife's "entanglement".

Instead, once he was sent back 70 years ago, he became three years younger and gained more than ten centimeters, but he also lost the qualification of a registered architect that he obtained with his real skills.

Ten years of studying hard in a foreign land, the hardships during this period are not well known to outsiders.

Even if he doesn't even have an advanced degree now, he will never tolerate himself and can only stand outside the gate of his former alma mater.

Being a prison guard of the Moonlight Clan was not in his life plan.

Therefore, after figuring out the original interpersonal relationship and job matters, Byron quickly took the time to use his meager resources to find NCARB, which had just been established less than 20 years ago, and asked for a reference qualification without humility.

Perhaps it was because of his calmness that did not match the string of "c+" and "b-" on his resume. Several directors of the National Construction Registration Agency in Maine did not directly ask the security to drive him out.

Naturally, Byron would not miss this rare and reliable opportunity. He successfully passed the joint interview with five fat old men—he was able to give a sufficiently professional answer to any tricky question.

Several veterans in the field of architecture looked at each other in amazement, and their eyes wandered back and forth between the six-foot-tall and imposing candidate and his appalling high school graduation report card.

However, now is the age when many universities have not opened architecture departments, and AIA has never lacked geniuses and masters from the folk.

Therefore, the director of the association with white beard and hair sitting in the middle, confirmed his eyes with several colleagues, and said: "Mr. Hadley, we admit that you are quite familiar with the field of architecture, and you have many innovative ideas. But the corresponding process still requires your participation.”

That is, when the snow in Maine was about to fade, Byron relied on his brain ahead of the times to score seven ARE tests with ease.

It is only enough for the IDP project that he will get the formal qualification of AIA again.

Byron is not an impatient person, and the IDP internship program is not enough for a few designs in a rush.

If the quality of his work is reduced in pursuit of quick success, even if he is successfully promoted to a registered architect, his resume is destined to not lose the stain it once was.

Besides, a trainee architect who passed the ARE with a high score is really a sweet pastry that everyone is vying for in the United States where the economy took off after the war, the city expanded, and the skyscrapers rose on the ground.

In the midsummer of 1946, he had just negotiated a plan to join a design institute with a design institute.When he deliberately bought a set of tickets for the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra and wanted to have a good chat with Susan about their future, she rejected Byron in an unexpected way.

In any case, she left Archibald with him after all.

Byron gently wrapped the yawning Archie tightly in the baby quilt, put him in the bassinet, and hummed an unknown tune while pushing gently.

Archibald's big azure blue eyes, with tears welling up from sleepiness, hung on the long curved eyelashes, shining brightly.But he still stared at his father very intently, and refused to fall asleep easily.

Yes, no matter how young a baby is, he knows how to care. The familiar mother is gone; this intermittent, but extremely warm father, he refuses to give up no matter what.

Seeing his pitiful little appearance, Byron strengthened his determination.He gently stroked the blond hair on the child's forehead, turned and went to the living room to dial the phone.

"Yes, I'm Byron Hadley, I think the work agreement between me and your company needs to be discussed again... Well, I'm sorry, I can't work full-time, but I can deliver the design drawings on time, Please tell Mr. Henry"

After hanging up the phone call, Byron also rejected a job with a basic monthly salary of thousands of dollars and unlimited engineering rewards.

But when he thought of running around in projects across the United States and not seeing his fat son for several weeks, he didn't miss it.

It is precisely because of this that he put the written resignation letter in the drawer of the study, thinking: "This job must be kept for now. After all, it allows me to draw pictures with peace of mind, and there are positions where I can receive wages, but it is very difficult." hard to come by second'

Life in prison is by no means as colorful as that performed by later TV dramas.

At least from Byron's point of view, with this expressionless and overly serious face, coupled with the fighting skills that made the captain's prestige even better, no one couldn't think about it, and wanted to catch up and make trouble in front of him.

So all he had to do was follow Warden Norton around a few times when he walked out of the office.

At other times, let the jailers under him share his affairs. As long as it is not a major incident that causes human life, he will generally not intervene.

Yes, there are indeed many things in prisons in this era that were unimaginable in peaceful times.In Yuanshen's memory, the number of prisoners who died in various "accidents" throughout the year cannot be counted with two hands.

Among the guards under him, the one he was most familiar with was the tall and thin Yang Borag who was not afraid of his black face by nature.

Among the others, the round-faced Morte, he would not admit his mistake.As for the rest, it was really embarrassing for him, an oriental soul.

Most people have enough respect for him as the captain; there will always be some thorns because he doesn't take care of things, and they will be cautious. Bob was the one who had the most fierce fight with him when choosing the captain.

Compared with Byron, whose handsome face is even comparable to the protagonist of the movie, Bob's fleshy face is really an eyesore.In terms of his own aura, the captain who is not angry but arrogant is always better than Bob, who can only fight fiercely.

To tip off to the warden, of course Bob did.

Unfortunately, when he learned that Byron had passed the exam and became a reserve team of registered architects, the warden regarded him as a promising figure.

How could Mr. Norton, who is so slick and slick, reprimand a captain of the prison guard whom he personally selected for a trivial matter?How could he offend a cash cow that was destined to flourish because of the dissatisfaction of the little jailer?

"Bob, you should know that jealousy is the original sin. As the captain, Byron needs to be responsible for coordinating the overall defense! Where does everything need to be done by himself? If he does everything, what do I keep you guys for? "

Warden Norton's oval mirror frame revealed a pair of cool, sinister eyes, and he emphasized in a deep voice: "Of course his little hobbies are allowed, and this is specially approved by me. Oh, God, who can stop him, Contributing to the greatness of our America... As for you, I don't want to hear that bullshit!"

After being shut down several times, Bob had no choice but to swallow his resentment towards Hadley back into his stomach, hiding, holding back, and brewing a bigger disturbance.

One day in the early spring of 1947, the Parole Board came to Shawshank and routinely rejected all applications, yes, all.

Since the Parole Board officially exercised its power in the United States in 1942, they have released many people like a savior.

But this group of sinners who have not changed their nature have caused quite a stir in the society. Now that things have happened, they don't want to make trouble for themselves by being in the limelight.

At the same time, a gray-white van, full of prisoners, slowly drove into the gate of Shawshank Prison with a sharp siren.

The author has something to say:

The purchasing power of the US dollar in the middle of the last century was about 8 to 10 times what it is today, so Byron's income is not bad

Explanation of terms involved in this chapter:

AIA American Institute of Architects

M.ArchMaster of Architecture

NCARB National Council of Construction Registries

ARE Architect Registration Exam

IDP Internship Project (here specifically refers to the transition project from trainee architect to registered architect)

I am very glad that there are colleagues who read my article hahaha, I love you~

Byron wasn't really a positive person at first, but he wasn't a bad person either.

I hope everyone can be patient and watch his progress~

In the next chapter, Byron will be able to meet his Mr. Dufresne. Anyway, the author himself is looking forward to it...

ps: Byron Hadley is 191cm tall, and Andy Dufresne is 196cm tall. Again, this article is slightly higher than the attack, please do not stand upside down, okay?