The necessary notifications have already been given, and that's all Yu Yin can do.
After breakfast, I still took the two little ones to daycare before going to work.
"Xiaoyu, don't you feel that something's been off with the Revolutionary Committee these past few days? It's like something big is about to happen."
"Really? I didn't notice. Things have been pretty quiet lately, how come..."
Wang Jie understood the underlying meaning of Yu Yin's unfinished words: she was just looking for trouble. Everyone knew that, but walls have ears, so she should watch her words to avoid getting into trouble.
"Sigh, I hope things don't get too out of hand. It's not easy for anyone."
"Who can argue with that? How many truly bad people are there anyway?"
The topic was too heavy, so Yu Yin and Sister Wang didn't go into it any further.
Yu Yin spent the day in a daze, not knowing whether she had gone to the village, how her uncle and the others were doing, or whether they would be targeted or framed.
When Yu Yin got home from get off work, Lu Shurui hadn't returned yet, so she let Pingping and An'an play in the yard by themselves while Yu Yin washed her hands and cooked.
Steam rice, add a few eggplants, potatoes, and pumpkin pieces to the pot, and you can mix it in. Also, make some scrambled eggs with persimmons and a loofah soup, and you're all set.
"Honey, you've already cooked dinner. You're so capable."
"Stop being silly, hurry up and bring your daughter back, wash your hands and eat."
An'an, that little girl, lives like she's in a war every day, always covered in dirt and grime.
"Okay, I'll go catch it right now."
After dinner and a bath for Ping An and An An, the day was finally coming to an end.
"Asleep?"
"I fell asleep. I was so tired from running that I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow."
"An'an is so energetic and healthy that she doesn't look like a kitten at all."
Yu Yin thought about it and realized it was true; she couldn't really remember what the two of them looked like back then.
"Do you think those people from the Revolutionary Committee will come to the village to cause trouble? I've been on tenterhooks all day, feeling very anxious."
“Wen also said that it was only a matter of time, and we have already informed Uncle, so nothing will happen.”
Even so, she couldn't help but worry. The images of the struggle sessions were too heavy for Yu Yin to bear, yet she couldn't control herself from thinking about them.
Lu Shurui could also see that Yu Yin was in a bad mood, and that words of comfort seemed too weak. He suggested that she work up a sweat and move around so that she would be tired and wouldn't be thinking about anything else.
Without hesitation, Lu Shurui pulled Yu Yin into his arms and slipped his hand inside her.
Yu Yin was stunned for a moment, but after realizing what was happening, she also put her arms around Lu Shurui's neck.
It was late at night, and the sky-blue mosquito net kept swaying. What happened next is hard to say...
The next day, Yu Yin felt sore all over and didn't want to get out of bed.
"Mom, hurry up, let's go."
An'an has a really loud voice; once she yells, Yu Yin has no choice but to get up.
Even after sitting in her office, Yu Yin remained absent-minded, occasionally glancing at the Revolutionary Committee building. It wasn't until Deputy Director Jia and his cronies swaggered out that Yu Yin felt relieved; the other shoe had finally dropped.
Yu Yin wanted to follow them to see what was going on, but she didn't have a suitable reason. When she saw Director Chu coming out with his three meddlesome cobblers, she knew that nothing bad would happen.
With them around, we won't be arbitrarily labeled by Deputy Director Jia or have something fabricated out of nothing.
Chu Jianguo and his entourage arrived at the Dai village in a grand procession, kicking up dust all the way and startling the birds by the roadside into flight. It was clear how imposing and confident Deputy Director Jia was, determined to show Chu who the real king of this place was.
"Where is your captain? We received a report that you are exploiting the socialist system. We will investigate this thoroughly."
"Leaders, this is slander. How could we do such a thing?"
The uncle came out to explain, but his face showed no trace of the composure one would expect from someone who knew beforehand. Instead, he looked terrified and anxiously explained.
"Whether it's slander or not, we'll find out after we search. What are you waiting for? Let's do it."
At that time, confiscating property was not like in later years, where a search warrant was required. The Revolutionary Committee could use any excuse they wanted.
"Wait a minute."
Director Chu's low voice was quite intimidating. Several lackeys almost lost their footing and tripped and fell flat on their faces.
"What, Director Chu, do you have any objections?"
Deputy Director Jia, a local, had been arrogant and domineering in this area for half his life. Just when he was about to be promoted from deputy to director, someone unexpectedly appeared and snatched the job away.
"Whether or not there is objection depends on how Deputy Director Jia interprets it. We are all acting in accordance with regulations and following policies. If the whistleblower letter is truly slanderous, how will Director Jia handle this large-scale and high-profile search? Will Deputy Director Jia be responsible for compensating for the damage?"
"You, you surnamed Chu..."
Deputy Director Jia was furious at being called "Deputy Director" by Chu Jianguo, and he was about to explode.
"I'm making this clear: if evidence is found, then you must act according to my instructions and deal with it severely. If not, I will compensate for all losses, and I will have no further objections to Director Chu's decisions."
Deputy Director Jia was determined to make an example of someone, to let that guy surnamed Chu know that even a dragon has to coil up here.
With Deputy Director Jia's endorsement, Chu Jianguo had no further objections, only giving Wang Wenye and the other two a wink. Lu Shuqi took out paper and pen, preparing to make notes to see what had been damaged.
Wang Wenwen organized the accompanying police officers to supervise the area and prevent any injuries. Qian Weiguo used his eloquence to communicate with the people of the Dai village through gestures and guesswork to prevent the conflict from escalating.
Not all of the young men brought by Deputy Director Jia were audacious; only a few of his cronies, relying on Deputy Director Jia's power, had committed numerous misdeeds. Since Chu Jianguo took office, most people were still observing, waiting to see if the newly arrived Director Chu could gain a foothold and suppress Deputy Director Jia.
"Get to work, don't overlook anything suspicious, check carefully."
Those cronies were real lackeys; at a single command, they charged out like mad dogs. Lu Shuqi followed behind, pen and paper in hand, writing furiously.
"One jar broke, two eggs were crushed, one wooden basin was smashed, oh dear, the iron pot is leaking..." Lu Shuqi almost flung his pen away, nearly writing until it started smoking.
Fortunately, only a few of them were rabid dogs; the others were domestic dogs, which were more docile. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to remember them all.
Inside the chicken coop, the number of hens was within the policy limits and did not exceed the prescribed number. The egg baskets in each household didn't contain large numbers of eggs either; there were only ten or eight eggs, with the most not exceeding thirty. Other livestock were even scarcer; apart from those used for plowing, there were hardly any others left to breathe.
This village looks better than others, but that's all it seems. Most of the stilted houses have tiled roofs, but I didn't really see anything particularly good about their living conditions.
The rabid dogs slowed down, somewhat incredulous. There were no chickens running around as mentioned in the complaint, no leftover eggs, no unpatched clothes or blankets—though there were plenty of patched-up ones, not to mention the plump black pig. They'd thought they'd finally get to enjoy some stewed meat; their bellies were really hungry!
No, no, there was nothing at all. All that was there was Deputy Director Jia's increasingly dark face and Director Chu's even more serious expression.
How to resolve this matter, and what to do next—these young men were all filled with anxiety and unease.
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