The truth of the auditorium collapse was revealed. The murderer was Meng Yongli, but she was already dead.
Before he died, Meng Shuangou told Lin Wanjun the location of the hidden food.
Lin Wanjun did not keep the grain privately, but told Meng Yunchang the truth, and in the name of Meng Shuangou's last will, she decided to distribute the 5,000 kilograms of grain to the dead and injured.
Each family of the three deceased received 800 kilograms of grain, and the remaining 2,600 kilograms of grain were distributed according to the severity of the injuries of the wounded.
In this age where human life is worthless, a life is only worth 800 kilograms of food. What a sad reality!
But even so, it is a great comfort to the family of the deceased.
People were not stupid. They knew that the 5,000 kilograms of grain that Meng Shuanggou had secretly hidden were exploited from them. They also knew that Meng Shuanggou would not leave any will to compensate the deceased before he died.
Although Lin Wanjun didn't say anything, people still guessed some facts.
They believed that this batch of grain was most likely the reward that Meng Shuangou asked Lin Wanjun to do for him. After all, there were rumors that Dong Yingying was instigating Meng Yongli behind the scenes.
However, Lin Wanjun did not embezzle the grain. Instead, she gave all the grain to the dead and injured without leaving any.
In this age of food and clothing shortages, food is a treasure more precious than gold.
All the members of Liulin Farm Commune were grateful to Lin Wanjun. For a time, the relationship between the commune and the cadre school was particularly harmonious.
Lin Wanjun won the hearts of the commune members, but made some people in the cadre school dissatisfied.
"Five thousand kilograms of food, and she left none. She gave it all to the commune members? At least leave some for our cadre school!"
"She's from our cadre school. Meng Shuan Gou gave her the food. So, theoretically, the food belongs to our cadre school, right?"
"How shameless! Using our cadre school's food as a favor! Ugh, this bitch!"
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When these voices reached Lin Wanjun's ears, she was about to go to Meng Shuangou's house to find the letter of guarantee signed by Dong Yingying.
As soon as Meng Shuangou died that day, she went to look for him as he had asked, but she searched the entire kang but could not find the so-called letter of guarantee.
In fact, Lin Wanjun didn't have any strong feelings about the letter of guarantee.
What good is a letter of guarantee? It can't even punish Dong Yingying.
Meng Yongli is dead. As long as Dong Yingying denies it and says that everything was framed by Meng Yongli, who can provide evidence to prove that she is guilty?
Even if we can prove that this letter of guarantee is true, so what?
The person who collapsed the auditorium was Meng Yongli, and the murderer who killed people was also Meng Yongli. Dong Yingying drugged Song Zhanjin, but Song Zhanjin did not give in, which can also be regarded as attempted crime.
From a legal perspective, Dong Yingying's crime is not serious, so Dong Yingying is not panicking at all.
She was locked up in the solitary confinement room of the cadre school, waiting for the snow to melt and the roads to be cleared, so that she could be sent to the county revolutionary committee for disposal.
But Meng Yunchang was determined to find the letter of guarantee and use "evidence" to settle accounts with Dong Yingying, so Lin Wanjun came over.
Du Jianhuai accompanied Lin Wanjun.
He exaggerated these rumors and told them to Lin Wanjun, with a hint of shrewdness in his eyes.
"Look at those people in the cadre school. What conscience do they have? The food they eat now is obtained by you, but so what? Aren't they still scolding you?"
"Really? Consider my suggestion. Leave the Cadre School and come to our Hanyang Commune. My brother said he wants you to join the Commune Revolutionary Committee as a doctor."
Du Jianhuai lobbied, "Every spring, the county has quotas for workers, peasants, and soldiers to enroll in university. My brother will get you one and send you to medical school. Isn't that hundreds of times better than staying in the cadre school?"
Lin Wanjun stopped.
"So? You're going to all this trouble to be nice to me, but what's the condition?"
She is not stupid, and she even knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch.
The quota for workers, peasants and soldiers to become college students was extremely valuable. She had heard about it a long time ago, and Du Jianwu was determined to get it for Du Jianhuai.
How does the saying go?
The gift given by fate has already been secretly marked with a price.
Du Jianhuai smiled in a somewhat devilish and frivolous manner.
"Everyone in Hanyang Commune knows that I've chosen you. Giving the best to my wife is what a man should do, isn't it?"
Lin Wanjun curled her lips.
"Who the hell is your wife? You are so shameless!"
Du Jianhuai, who was scolded, not only did not show any improvement, but his smile became even more evil.
"It's not the first day you've known me. If I had any dignity, how could I keep pestering you?"
"Now I finally understand why I look down on those women. Well, because they are not married young women! I like young women like you who are charming and attractive!"
Young woman, your sister!
Lin Wanjun really wanted to punch Du Jianhuai to death.
The two were talking as they walked, and when they were almost at Meng Shuan Gou's house, they suddenly heard the sound of a gong.
"It's on fire! Put it out!"
Thick smoke was seen billowing from the direction of Meng Shuangou's house. People were holding shovels and basins, using snow and water to put out the fire.
When Lin Wanjun arrived, the house was already burned down.
Especially Meng Yongli's house, which was burned to only four walls, and the tables and boxes inside were all burned to ashes.
A house fire in the snow and ice sounds ridiculous, but that's what happened.
Lin Wanjun glanced at the crowd of onlookers and, as expected, saw a familiar figure.
She sneered, turned around and left without saying a word.
Outside the solitary confinement cell, Zhao Shuping came over with a bowl of porridge and greeted the guards with a smile.
"I'll bring you food."
During the time Dong Yingying was in solitary confinement, her daily meals consisted of thin porridge so thin that you could see your reflection in it.
Because of the disgusting things she had done, few people in the cadre school were willing to deliver meals to her, so this task fell on Zhao Shuping.
The small window is half open, just big enough for the bowl to be put in.
While putting the bowl down, Zhao Shuping seemed to be chatting with the guard unintentionally.
"Oh, it's so lively outside today. They say there's a fire at Meng Shuan Gou's house. Tsk, tsk, even the fine camphorwood cabinets were burned. What a pity."
After a while, Dong Yingying's voice came from the confinement room.
"Sister-in-law, could you please ask for my blanket? It's so cold!"
Hearing this, Zhao Shuping's eyes moved slightly.
"I can't make the decision on this. I have to ask for you!"
As she said that, she turned around and ran quickly to the dormitory, pulled over Dong Yingying's rolled-up quilt, and furtively groped around the four corners.
When Zhao Shuping touched the hard lump in the cotton cover, her face lit up with joy.
She didn't even have time to remove the stitches; she just used scissors to cut the fabric, eager to take out the things wrapped inside.
There was only a neatly folded oil-paper bag containing two hundred yuan and fifty kilograms of food coupons.
Zhao Shuping was overjoyed.
She counted it twice, and then she was satisfied and prepared to put the things into her cotton jacket.
Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed her hand holding the money...
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