[The Shawshank Redemption] Converted

Rhett repeated: "Stone hammer?"

"One end pointed, one end blunt, about six or seven inches long, like seven dollars at a jade shop," Andy explained.

"The price is negotiable. I'll charge you eight dollars. But I must say, if you're in any trouble, it's better to go to Captain Hadley and try your luck than to swing a hammer and smash someone's head."

Rhett looked at the steps not far behind Andy, and the "sisters", one tall and two short, were standing in the shadow of the main building, looking this way from time to time.

Andy pursed his lips and replied, "No, I'm here, I have no enemies"

As for those who have unique interests, he just stays away.

Seeing that Rhett still seemed uneasy, Andy squatted down and rummaged through the gravel in the playground.

"Quartz" said, and Andy threw Rhett a thumb-sized piece of white silica.

"Mica, shale, limestone" are so rare, and the corners of Andy's mouth are slightly raised, as if recalling the days when he was studying in the past.

But Rhett, who was opposite him, didn't look relaxed at all.

Andy stood up, brushed off the dirt on his cuffs, and only then realized belatedly that the prisoners around him seemed to have been immobilized, and they froze in place and did not dare to move.

The voice of the "Dufrene" guard captain came from behind, and he couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger.

Andy Dufresne turned around quickly, and saw Captain Hadley in a neat uniform standing two or three steps behind him, and he didn't know how long he had been here.

"Yes, sir." Even though you don't know the intention of the other party, it is always in accordance with the rules to report first.

"Follow me" realized that his existence had caused a lot of interference to the activities of the prisoners, Byron didn't say much, turned and walked towards the office building.

Since Andy was imprisoned, either through hearsay or with his own eyes, he also knows a little about Shawshank.

Byron Hadley, the No. [-] figure in the prison guards, has always been like a mystery—he is elusive, and his daily patrols are always absent; he is upright and kind, and violent law enforcement has never appeared.

Although it was difficult to judge whether he was a competent prison guard, Andy believed that he was a good guy.

Of course, a small stone unknowingly held in his hand and brought into the main building of this beautifully decorated prison shows that Andy's heart is not peaceful.

Byron took the man back to his office, facing the uneasiness in those deep blue eyes, he spread out his right hand and motioned for Andy to take out the things.

Then, a stone was placed in the palm of his hand.

The air seemed to freeze instantly. Byron raised his eyebrows, staring at the stone, and then looked at the banker with the same strange expression.

"I want to say, although this is not what I want, this is not just limestone, but a bamboo leaf limestone"

Byron still remembered Andy's relaxed attitude when he talked about the stone with his inmates, so he wanted to repeat the old story, so that the obviously over-stressed prisoner in front of him could put his heart back into his stomach.

After minoring in several geology courses in university, Andy, who became a stone fan, thought almost subconsciously: "The vertical and horizontal textures on the stone surface seem to be messy, but they are actually traceable. Characteristics of carbonate sedimentary rocks in Wu series'

But he didn't expect that such a precise academic name could be uttered from the mouth of a prison guard.

Andy didn't answer for a while.

As for Byron, why he knows the classification of limestone so well, the reason is very simple - if the architect does not understand geology, how can he find out the appropriate construction site?How to choose the right supply stone?

"This is also the relic of the ancient ocean in Portland, a gift from the vicissitudes of life, isn't it?" Byron put the unremarkable gray-white stone on the corner of the desk.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Dufresne, I've seen the timeline you made, it's great! Interested in doing something else?"

This sentence really plays the role of "reassurance".Andy's brain finally returned to normal operation.

He realized that what the captain of the guard just wanted was the watch, and before he had time to apologize for his "misunderstanding", Andy replied: "Mr. Hadley, everything is according to your request."

Byron explained: "That's it. I hope to make a batch of paintings of Bible stories. It doesn't need gorgeous and complicated brushwork, but simply outlines the main image."

In fact, this was also the inspiration he had just seen when he saw Andy's time card.

Warden Norton provided every "resident" of Shawshank with a "Bible", but the pastor who explained the Gospel rarely came to this eerie place once a year.

Therefore, for many illiterate prisoners, this kind of religious influence is useless.

Byron's soul comes from the Eastern Kingdom where everything goes to the Three Treasures Hall. His attitude towards religion is also "utilitarian" in the same strain-whether philosophy and science can coexist or not, there are always a lot of teachings that promote truth, goodness and beauty in religious classics. Worthy of good publicity in prison.

As for the cruelty to heretics, which is an unavoidable flaw in any monotheistic religion, Byron chose to skip it.

After pointing out some key points in his opinion, Byron stopped talking, leaving enough space for Andy to develop.

Seeing that the other party turned around and was about to leave, Byron stopped him: "Dufrene, this is a waste of your personal time, do you want anything?"

Andy turned his head and stared at Byron with bright sapphire eyes, as if asking: Is everything okay?

"Of course, it can't be too much contraband"

If Andy wants some cigarettes as payment, Byron can also nod, which is no different from dollars in prison.

However, Andy is a very contented person. He pointed to the shelf on the right side of Byron: "Thank you for your generosity. I think it will be enough if you give me more paper and pens for drawing."

"Do you want to write a diary? Dufresne, I have to remind you not to write anything too private. My men searched the cell very carefully."

"Mr. Hadley, please rest assured, I am just recording some knowledge and thoughts."

Waving Andy back to his day-to-day labor, Byron dived back into his never-ending career of drawing.

Waley, the new prison guard who came to Shawshank with the little Trout and the stocky Hagrid, was a handsome guy with a nice voice, and Byron had arranged for him to play the announcement in the radio room.

Of course, during most of the time when Byron was busy with engineering drawings, he was also responsible for delivering the papers Andy received every week and the Bible paintings that he handed in.

From spring to autumn, the Shawshank prisoners gradually got used to it. After the daily dinner, a group of more than a dozen people sat around together, facing the religious painting by Andy, and the literate people read, Hadley The manuscript sent by the captain.

It wasn't that Byron was inspired by Warden Norton's enthusiasm for religion, but that he wrote his own manuscripts, which tended to contain private goods and highlight key points.

For example, last week, Andy drew Noah's Ark in the great flood, and Byron matched it with "good people are saved, wicked people are drowned; the cause of good and evil, the fruit of life and death".

By this week, the scene of the destruction of Babylon, the giant tower reaching to heaven, was outlined on the screen, and the people under the tower were divided into different languages ​​and nationalities;

In short, Captain Byron has a firm belief that he wants to brainwash the prisoners who still have kind thoughts in their hearts through the form of pictures and texts; as for those whose crimes are rotten to the bone, there is no cure for him.

At the beginning, Byron and Andy only discussed the details of religious paintings, and communicated through paper.

But soon, the two people with similar education levels and overlapping hobbies talked about everything from religious literature to music and painting, spanning thousands of years and across five continents.

It's not that Byron didn't know anything about science.After all, he is ashamed to call himself an architect without a foundation in structural mechanics.

Rather, the field of natural science in the modern century has progressed rapidly. Fearing that he might accidentally say something "ahead" of the times, Byron had no choice but to devote all his enthusiasm to the humanities and arts.

The two pen pals had a great time chatting, but it was hard for Waley—he had to go back and forth every now and then, and his platinum-blond hair lost its luster.

He often pouted and complained to Trout: "It's really a lover in love, and I don't have so many letters to send."

Before you know it, late autumn has arrived.In Maine, it is not far from the days of snow and ice.

Byron's son couldn't walk this time last year.Now, Archibald can run around the house and speak to him clearly, childish talk.

Following his lovable and good son, Byron thought of the banker who indirectly helped him win custody, and his walk turned towards the laundry room.

When he got to the door, he glanced inside, but couldn't make out Andy from the crowd of sweaty, hard-working prisoners.

When Byron shook his head and was about to move on, a thin prisoner with curly brown hair at the door hesitated a little, but still quickly ran up to him.

"Mr. Hadley, there is a fight in the back warehouse...the situation is very intense, please..." Before he finished speaking, he ran back again, afraid of being seen by others.

In prisons, conflicts between prisoners are generally not directly stabbed to the prison guards.Otherwise, he would be isolated and even bullied, just like the idiot who ran to sue the teacher when his classmates were fighting.

For this reason, Byron concluded, the fight was a serious one.

He immediately went around from the outer corridor of the laundry room to the side door of the warehouse.

Before he entered the door, he heard someone shouting his name.

"...You think everything will be fine if you hug the prison guard's thigh, right? Let me tell you, it's wishful thinking! Do you think Hadley would care about such trivial things?"

Pushing open the metal door, Byron saw that three prisoners were kicking and beating the person who was pinned down on the ground in the middle, and the obscene language was unbearable.

And those disgusting words also made Byron understand that if he came later, this would be more than just a beating.

He pulled out his baton with his backhand, and with the greatest strength, gave each of the three sisters a stick.

Byron said to the three villains writhing in pain: "Get up early, and go to the confinement room to receive the punishment."

However, when he saw clearly who the muddy figure was, Captain Hadley had the urge to enforce the law brutally for the first time.

It's a pity that the three sisters ran away from the scene quickly, and did not give Byron a chance to break the rules.

Avoiding the wound on Andy's arm, Byron gently lifted him up, parted his golden brown hair, and inspected the injury.

Seeing the obvious tension on the handsome face that was always expressionless in the past, Andy smiled happily, pressing the corner of his mouth.

Grabbing the big hand that was groping on the top of his head, Andy said: "Don't worry, Mr. Hadley, my head is still intact, please don't mess with my hairstyle"

"Dufrene! Is this the time to joke? Can you still stand up, I will send you to the infirmary now... What are you smirking?!" Byron didn't quite understand the banker's peculiar brain circuit.

"Sir, I'm glad," Andy said.

The donkey's lip was wrong, and Byron was so frightened that he half-armed and half-embraced the man and ran to the consulting room.

'Glad that Byron Hadley is willing to take care of the little things,' Andy added mentally.

The author has something to say:

According to the original description, Andy graduated from Maine State University

majored in business, took a few courses in geology

Bamboo leaf-shaped limestone: It is formed by the collection and distribution of gravel in the sea, which has been impacted and eroded by sea water for many years

Gradually turn into olive-shaped crushed stones, generally 0cm to 3cm long,

Later, through the movement of the earth's crust and the vicissitudes of the sea, they were gradually cemented, bonded, and squeezed together by a kind of calcium.

After the sea became land, these synthetic stones were exposed to the ground in the change of the earth's crust.

Affected by external forces such as rainwater erosion and weathering, it has become what it is today.

Cough cough, to put it simply, this is a kind of limestone, and it will appear on the coastline with a high probability

Therefore, the author assumes a port city located on the east coast of the United States

Portland will have this kind of stone with oblique grain

The author assures that the bamboo-leaved limestone is indeed within the scope of knowledge points of general geology, not something profound

This chapter also involves Noah's Ark and the Tower of Babylon, both of which are classic stories in the Bible

I dare not say I understand its original meaning,

But here it is used to promote kindness and equality, so it shouldn’t be a big problem

If you have any questions, please tell me friends.

The following is a small sand sculpture theater that suddenly came to mind (enliven the atmosphere hahaha)

Jiang Boren, a sophomore in high school, who had been studying hard for a long time, suddenly questioned the author

Jiang Boren: I need to study TOEFL and SAT, so why should I take AP courses of American history and geology first? ? ?

Author: There is no harm in studying more. After going abroad, you can fool your stupid boss, and you can also fascinate innocent girls

Ten years abroad, I don’t even have a cat, let alone a partner

Jiang Boren: The hot chicken author ruined my youth and lied to my feelings

Author: I promise, wait another year or two, there will be everything that should be

Years later, in a Maine prison

Byron: Well, the author keeps his word

Norton:? ? ?Me, the fooled boss? !

Andy:? ? ?Me, the bewitched innocent? !

The above is just a small theater. At present, Byron and Andy are still serious and friendly.

In the next chapter, you will see the performance of Byron's steel stupid straight man hahaha

It was supposed to be stuck before Byron entered the door, but after thinking about it, it will take several days for the next update

I decided to be a kind author, (with a cheeky face) asking for praise~

ps: The stupid author really doesn’t know how to compile titles and content summaries, just take a look, don’t believe it