"Zhou Wenxiu..."
Cheng Huiyun recited the name, her face looking displeased.
"Isn't she your stepmother?"
"Wasn't she already arrested?"
Gu Zhen Guo put down his chopsticks and looked at Lin Wan Yi.
"You plan to go?"
Lin Wan Yi nodded, folding the notice neatly.
"I have to go."
"It's the things my mother left behind."
Gu Yanshen stood up and walked to her side.
"I'll go with you."
Cheng Huiyun immediately chimed in.
"Yes, yes, let Yanshen accompany you!"
"In such places, with so many eyes and people, it's not good to go without a man!"
Gu Zhen Guo didn't say anything, just gave Lin Wan Yi a deep gaze.
The next day.
Beijing Revolutionary Committee, Office No. 3.
The smell of old papers and mildew mixed together, making the atmosphere uncomfortable.
A bespectacled clerk sat behind the desk without lifting his head.
"What do you want?"
Lin Wan Yi handed over the notice.
"Hello, comrade, my name is Lin Wan Yi, here to claim my mother's personal effects."
