Early the next morning, Lin Wan Yi wrapped two bottles of strawberry jam in a clean cloth, tied a beautiful knot, and headed to the leadership area at the back of the family compound.
Political Commissioner Chen's small courtyard was clean and tidy.
The door was opened by the commissioner's wife, Aunt Zhou.
"Oh, it's Xiao Lin! Come in and have a seat!" Aunt Zhou saw Lin Wan Yi and immediately wore a warm smile.
"Aunt Zhou, I really want to thank you and Political Commissioner Chen for yesterday." Lin Wan Yi handed over what she was carrying, "This is a little jam I made myself, using wild strawberries picked from the mountains. Please have a taste."
"Oh dear, you child, you shouldn't have brought anything!" Although Aunt Zhou said politely, she had already accepted it.
She unscrewed the lid, and the rich, sweet aroma instantly filled the living room.
Aunt Zhou scooped a little into her mouth with a spoon.
The next second, her eyes lit up.
