The man followed Qiao Yanxin into the main courtyard.
His eyes were scrutinizing as he swept over Song Shishi and Xu Li who were standing in the yard looking in this direction.
Finally his eyes fell on Song Shishi.
He stood tall and straight, wearing a Mao suit that was a little faded from washing but still straight, and his face was serious and businesslike, which instantly made the atmosphere in the courtyard tense.
"Excuse me, are you Comrade Song Shishi?"
Song Shishi didn't say anything, nor did she nod in response. She just looked at him calmly.
For some reason, she instinctively disliked the man in front of her.
The man didn't care. He seemed to ask this question as if it was just a formality.
"I'm from the subdistrict office. We recently received a report, so I want to talk to you about the return of educated youth to the city."
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The man's tone was calm, but it contained an unquestionable seriousness.
The voice seemed to carry an invisible pressure.
When Song Shishi heard this, she was slightly startled.
All matters related to her return to the city were handled by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Huaiqing Brigade, and she was not involved at all.
This matter has all gone through formal documentation.
Besides, she has been back in the city for such a long time, why would anyone still make a fuss about this matter?
She gathered herself, tried to look calm, nodded and said, "Okay, just ask whatever you want to ask."
Zheng Peilan originally wanted to invite Song Shishi to dinner, but as soon as she walked through the hall, she saw a strange man standing in the main courtyard.
Sensing that the atmosphere in the courtyard was not right, Zheng Peilan turned to look at Qiao Yanxin, who was closest to her, and slowly walked to Qiao Yanxin's side, and asked in a low voice: "Yanxin, what's wrong?"
Qiao Yanxin whispered in Zheng Peilan's ear and briefly explained the situation to her.
Zheng Peilan looked at Song Shishi worriedly.
The man took out a black notebook from his briefcase. The corners of the notebook were a little worn, and it was obvious that he had spent quite a while using it.
He flipped through a few pages, found the location of the record, then took a few steps forward and began to ask questions: "Someone reported that your procedures for returning to the city were incomplete and there was suspicion of false information. Is this true?"
Song Shishi's eyes widened in shock, as if she had heard an extremely absurd joke.
"No, I have all the necessary documents to return to the city. There are records available at Huaiqing Brigade and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
Seeing Song Shishi so confident, the man frowned and lowered his head to write something on the notebook.
After a while, he seemed to have finished writing.
"Since you said so, we will conduct further investigation. During the investigation, staff may come to inquire at any time. Please actively cooperate with the investigation at that time."
After he finished speaking, he closed the notebook and looked like he was about to leave.
When he turned around, Song Shishi asked, "Okay, but can you tell me, was the report letter sent from Huai Qing?"
In Beijing, Song Shishi really couldn't think of anyone else who would write this letter of complaint to frame her.
Although she and Chen Jiahe had conflicts, first of all, Chen Jiahe knew nothing about her return to the city. If she had made up this letter of complaint, once it was discovered, it would not be good for her as a member of the art troupe.
The second point is that she hasn't had any contact with Chen Jiahe for a long time. Unless this person suddenly has a seizure, he would not do such a boring thing.
She intuitively felt that this matter had nothing to do with Chen Jiahe, and the letter must have been sent from the Huaiqing Brigade.
The man regained his expressionless look and shook his head, saying, "I'm sorry, our office has a rule that we cannot casually tell the informant's information to the person involved."
Song Shishi was stunned at first, then suddenly realized the man's hidden meaning.
She turned and looked at Qiao Yanxin.
Qiao Yanxin raised an eyebrow at her, then turned her gaze to the man and said, "Let me see you off."
The man said nothing, just nodded.
He put the notebook into his briefcase, held it in his hand, and followed Qiao Yanxin quietly.
Xu Li didn't understand and asked in confusion: "Sister, why don't you continue to ask him? I don't know who is so wicked as to do such a thing of slandering someone without any basis."
"Who said not to ask?"
Song Shishi raised her chin in the direction of the Chuihua Gate.
After seeing the man off, Qiao Yanxin was walking in from the Chuihua Gate.
She smiled and made an "OK" gesture to Song Shishi.
"Hasn't this already been asked?"
Xu Li followed Song Shishi's gaze and turned to look.
Qiao Yanxin walked closer and said, "I found out. It's exactly as you guessed. However, he refused to reveal his name. He only said his surname is Yang."
When she heard this surname, Song Shishi frowned so much that she could pinch a fly to death.
She originally thought that this was just something Zhou Xingxue and An Jinsheng did to retaliate against her, but she never expected that the person who sent the letter of complaint would be Yang Huifang, whom she had always helped.
At this moment, countless reasons why Yang Huifang did this flashed through her mind.
Finally, she thought of the letter she received from Yang Huifang last time, to which she had not replied.
Is it because she didn't intercede between Yang Huifang and Director Zhao, allowing Yang Huifang to continue taking the translation job, that is enough for Yang Huifang to do this to her?
Sure enough, it was a wise decision for her to reduce contact with Yang Huifang after returning to Beijing.
This person will be very nice to you when she is in a good mood, but once her interests are touched, she will turn her back on you.
"I see. Thank you!"
Song Shishi felt more and more that her decision to rent the house to Qiao Yanxin was the right one.
Because sometimes, she and Qiao Yanxin didn't need to say much, just like today, they understood each other with just a glance.
This kind of tacit understanding was something she could never find in Xu Li.
Maybe it was because Xu Li had never been to school, she didn't have enough experience and knowledge. Many times, she couldn't understand what Song Shishi said or did.
They may even say inappropriate things at inappropriate times.
This also led to Song Shishi no longer talking to Xu Li about anything.
So as to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble to yourself at any time.
"If you ask me, you don't need to take this kind of thing to heart. Those who are innocent will be innocent. We are not afraid of their investigation!"
Qiao Yan was worried that Song Shishi's mood would be affected by such things after just returning, so she tried to persuade her.
But Xu Li was wondering who the whistleblower was.
"Surname Yang? There aren't many people with the surname Yang in Huaiqing Brigade, and the few I know don't have any grudges against Sister Shishi."
Song Shishi glanced at Xu Li sideways and did not respond. Instead, she looked up at Zheng Peilan who was standing not far away with a frown on her face.
"Mom, I'm hungry. Is the food ready?"
"Okay, it's probably cold now. I'll go heat it up for you."
After saying that, Zheng Peilan turned and left.
Song Shishi followed closely behind, ignoring Xu Li who was still talking to herself.
At night, the courtyard gradually became quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects.
Song Shishi lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
The moonlight shone through the window onto her face, reflecting her sad expression.
Why does she always meet such people around her?
Did she do something wrong?
Or is this a test from God?
Or is this the price of her rebirth?
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