Chronicle of the 70s

But no one answered Li Dafu’s "What?".

Wang Xin cleared his throat and shot a glare at the young public security officer who had interjected earlier. He then said to the bespectacled officer beside him, "Lao Qi, you tell us the situation."

The one called Lao Qi was a man about forty years old, not very tall, around 1.69 meters, with a plump figure, small eyes, and a smile that made him look like the Maitreya Buddha, always smiling at people.

After pushing up his glasses and smiling, Lao Qi began his explanation: "It’s like this. At the beginning of January, Li Xianglu and her family took the bus to the province and then she exposed a human trafficking ring. Now, the provincial authorities have issued a commendation notice, so we came to conduct an investigation and ask about the specific details."

At this moment, Li Dafu’s mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg, it took him quite some time to recover from the shock, feeling a whirlwind of complicated emotions. Just as he was about to say something, the curtain of the house’s door was flung open, and Old Mrs. Wu bustled in, flustered.

Old Mrs. Wu’s heart tightened when she saw a room full of public security officers. But then she thought they were here for Xiangxiang, worrying if the child had committed some misdeed. When she remembered those pastries, those fancy socks, her heart skipped a beat—could the child have stolen them?

With that thought, Old Mrs. Wu’s head spun, her vision went dark, and she was on the verge of fainting on the spot.

Li Dafu was also confounded by the sudden incident. What’s going on? Why is Mom like this? He hopped down swiftly and helped support his mother against the kang bed.

The others quickly made some room. Old Mrs. Wu had been worried sick, but she soon came to and rapidly pleaded, "Comrade officer, comrade officer, Xiangxiang is still young, she’s a good child, she did it all for me, can you spare her, please? I will compensate you with money, I have saved money, I have a silver bracelet, and there are some silver coins at home, take them all, but please let my granddaughter go, she’s had a tough life." Saying this, Old Mrs. Wu’s tears flowed like a breached dam.

The people around her were directly astonished. What on earth is happening here?

Meanwhile, the bespectacled Lao Qi was the first to understand and quickly said, "Old Mrs. Wu, your granddaughter has done a good deed. She saved children who were kidnapped by others, and now the provincial public security headquarters have issued a document to commend her. Don’t get the wrong idea!"