Soon, a cadre came out with a small aluminum box. Political Commissar Zhao opened the box in public, took out the work permit and a letter inside and checked them.

When Political Commissar Zhao saw the work permit from the National Compilation and Translation Bureau and the letter of appointment written by the bureau's leader, he breathed a sigh of relief, his expression remaining serious. "Comrade Bai, let me have this letter and work permit. I need to confirm with the Compilation and Translation Bureau by phone."

"OK."

Bai Shuixian agreed and volunteered the information: "I submitted my application after seeing the recruitment notice in the newspaper on the 6th of last month. I received a reply on the 22nd saying that my application was accepted, and I also received this book."

"I mailed the translation manuscripts twice, on the 5th and 19th of this month. Both times, I mailed them from the Donghu Street Post Office, and there are mailing records there."

"There are two more letters in this box. They are replies from the Compilation Bureau leaders. You can take them over to investigate and confirm."

Political Commissar Zhao saw her work ID and employment letter and was basically certain of her identity. He nodded, "Okay, I understand. Until the results of the investigation are announced, please do not leave the family compound and suspend your current work."

"Okay." Bai Narcissus nodded.

As Political Commissar Zhao packed up his things and prepared to leave, Aunt Jiao suddenly said, as if to gossip, "Comrade Bai Shuixian, you can even speak foreign languages! You're amazing! You know so much. Why did you marry a country bumpkin?"

Bai Shuixian knew that she would not stop until she had thrown some dirty water on her today, so she asked coldly, "Aunt Jiao, do you look down on country people?"

"No, no."

Aunt Jiao said hurriedly, smiling: "You are good-looking and educated, so you should be from the city. I just can't understand why you want to marry into the countryside."

"mom."

Bai Shuixian was about to speak when Lu Jingchuan's voice suddenly came from behind the crowd. She looked in the direction of the voice and smiled, "Jingchuan, you're back."

Lu Jingchuan, dusty and exhausted, stood behind the crowd, carrying his luggage. He had arrived just when Political Commissar Zhao was checking their IDs, but he hadn't said a word. Now, he squeezed through the crowd, his brow furrowed. "Political Commissar Zhao, what happened?"

"Someone anonymously reported that you have banned books hidden in your home. We just came to investigate. Comrade Bai Shuixian is translating English medical books at home. She just produced her work ID and letter of appointment from the Compilation and Translation Bureau. I still need to verify this."

Bai Shuixian wasn't afraid of the investigation, but she was a little worried about getting her son-in-law into trouble. "Jingchuan, I didn't tell you in advance about translating medical books. I was thinking about the royalties from the translation, and I wanted to make some money to supplement the family income."

"Mom, with your education and abilities, you shouldn't be so low-key. In fact, I've always hoped your talents and abilities wouldn't be buried."

Lu Jingchuan had told Gong Linglong about this before, but she was a little hesitant. Later, he guessed that it was related to the Gong family, so he did not discuss this matter openly with his mother-in-law.

Now someone is playing tricks behind the scenes. If we don’t deal with it properly, there will probably be more trouble in the future.

So, he asked his mother-in-law for her opinion, "Mom, I heard what Aunt Jiao said just now. She has some thoughts about your private affairs, and I think there will be other people talking about it behind your back. What are your plans for this?"

Since her son-in-law didn't ask about it, Bai Shuixian also wanted to explain. She said to Political Commissar Zhao and other leaders, "Political Commissar Zhao, leaders, my personal affairs are a bit complicated. The name Bai Shuixian is not my real name, but I have used it for the past 20 years. As for why I use this name, you can call the Public Security Bureau of Tancheng and Yang County, Province X to investigate."

"The reason I didn't change back to my real name is because my family was in trouble. My parents and brother all died in accidents 20 years ago, and my identity documents were destroyed."

“Although my family members are gone, there are still many people who can verify my identity.”

"I am originally from Kyoto. I was admitted to Kyoto National Medical College in 1951. During my university years, I studied English under Professors Li Zhangyan, Shui Tingyi, Zhao Dezhao and others."

"My mother's family in Kyoto was once a family of scholars with a rich history. My ancestors and parents made contributions to the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and my mother's family has been praised many times by leaders. With the passing of my parents and brothers, and my own difficult life, I have long lost contact with my former family friends, elders, and leaders."

"It's my fault, too. I live in the military family compound with my daughter and son-in-law. I should have reported my special personal situation to you a long time ago."

"Since we're talking about this today, I need Political Commissar Zhao's help in confirming my true identity."

Political Commissar Zhao was also somewhat curious about her situation. Thoroughly investigating her identity was also what the army should do. "Comrade Bai, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Please wait a moment."

Bai Shuixian walked to the windowsill and found a piece of discarded newspaper. She flipped to a photo on the front of the newspaper and handed it to them. She pointed to the name under the photo and said, "Please help me contact this leader. He can testify for me. He is a close friend of my father and a student of my grandfather."

Political Commissar Zhao and the others looked at the name she pointed at, their pupils shrank, and the way they looked at her changed noticeably.

Seeing that they were silent, Bai Shuixian showed a hint of helplessness: "If it weren't for the special circumstances, I wouldn't want to cause trouble for the old leader."

"Okay, I understand."

Political Commissar Zhao took the newspaper, folded it, and put it in his pocket. He said, "Comrade Bai, come with me to the office now. I'll contact the higher-ups. You can call your old boss later to confirm this."

"Okay." Bai Shuixian responded.

"Deputy Captain Lu, I have an idea of ​​the situation on Comrade Bai's side. There is basically no problem. You just came back, so take a rest first and come back to the office to report on your work." After Political Commissar Zhao finished speaking, he led his men away.

Bai Shuixian had to follow them. She handed the key to her son-in-law and said hurriedly, "Jingchuan, you rest at home first. I'll go and help you finish the work. Linglong went to work today, and your junior sister Jiang Yun is home. She also went to the city for business today and shouldn't be back until noon."

"Mom, go ahead and do your work. I'll go get Linglong back."

Lu Jingchuan had already learned from his master that his wife was pregnant. They had just driven back to the army and did not pass through the city. He now just wanted to see her as soon as possible.

"Pick up Linglong? At noon?" Bai Shuixian asked.

"Yes, my master and senior brother have also come to Seoul. Junior sister should have gone to the city to pick them up. They will come to our house today."

Seeing that there were guests coming home, Bai Shuixian was busy making arrangements: "I will finish my work as soon as possible. Go pick up your master and the others first, and buy some good food in the city on the way."

"Okay, I'll arrange it."