A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

The sound of keys clinking came from inside the house.

The metal scraped across the table and fell into the ceramic bowl.

Zhou Henian spoke up.

"Bring that paper in."

Gu Qingshang switched to being a grid worker.

"Please register the intended use and the project to be covered."

The grid worker opens the work software and writes the data number, verification content, and prohibition of recording into the record.

Zhou Lan read through the list of items one by one and signed her name in the address protection section.

Gu Qingshang put the copy into a transparent document bag, sealed the bag, and placed it flat outside the threshold.

She stepped back two paces.

The wooden door opens to about half a hand's width.

A section of gray cloth trouser leg peeked out from the shadows.

A calloused hand reached out from the crack in the door and grabbed the file bag.

The tiger's mouth and the base of the palm were stained with yellow marks left by medicinal herbs.

An old wound ran across her wrist, with several burn marks pressed against it, the scars hidden all the way into her sleeve.

Chen Lang glanced at it, then his gaze returned to the door frame.

The document bag was taken inside, and the wooden door was closed again.

The latch was left halfway open.

The sound of paper bags rubbing together came from inside.

The wooden chair was dragged to the window, and the iron box was pulled out from under the cabinet.

The key was inserted into the lock and turned twice.

Zhou Lan took out a sealed acceptance form from the bottom of the cloth bag.

The plastic seal was frayed, and the bottom right corner still had a complete stamp, though the ink had long since faded.

She squatted down by the door and slipped the acceptance form through the crack in the door.

"Grandpa, use this one."

The sound of a magnifying glass hitting a metal box could be heard inside the room.

Zhou Henian first checked the strokes, then pressed the edge of the seal with paper and compared the gaps several times.

No one was urging them from outside.

The water leaking from the eaves fell into the stone trough, one drop chasing another.

The tin box was finally closed.

The document bag was passed out through the crack in the door.

"The seal is real."

Gu Qingshang caught the file bag and pressed his palm against the seal.

The breath caught in his chest for two beats before finally being exhaled from his throat.

Zhou Henian coughed for a while and then dragged the chair to the door.

"Shouzhuo's seal appeared six times in the cooperative."

"Mr. Cheng does not take project subsidies, nor does he endorse the Gu family."

"The project team invited him to the ribbon-cutting ceremony, but he didn't go."

"When we asked him to record a promotional video, he threw the contract into the dregs bin."

The old man inside the door took a breath.

"He will only stamp the seal if there is a dispute regarding the origin of the medicinal materials, the processing method, or the weight to be inspected."

"Six printings, all bearing the responsibility for medicinal materials."

Gu Qingshang took out a paper record sheet and wrote down his original words.

The phone remains in the sealed bag.

"Are the six records still there?"

"There are three village committees."

"What about the other three?"

There was a moment of silence behind the door.

"It was taken away."

Gu Qingshang picked up his pen.

"Who took it?"

"I won't say today."

She marked that column as pending verification and flipped to the next item.

"We have already found the review report from ten years ago in the village committee's archives."

"The trial stay participant had abnormal liver function before admission and also took diet pills on his own during the stay."

"The submitted medicinal materials were found to be fine."

The chair inside the door creaked.

Zhou Henian did not speak.

Gu Qingshang took out a copy of the review conclusion from the document bag and handed it to the grid worker.

"Please have the village committee verify this and then forward it to Mr. Zhou."

"This conclusion was not made public at the time."

"Ten years have passed since Mr. Cheng left, but the blame still rests on him."

The shadow under the door crack moved.

Zhou Henian coughed harder, knocking over the ceramic bowl, which rolled halfway across the table.

"Gu family girl."

"Please speak."

"When your grandfather signed the work stoppage order, the report hadn't even been released yet."

"I know."

"After the report was released, no one from the Gu family came back to clarify."

Gu Qingshang pressed his pen against the paper.

"I will investigate this matter."

"The conclusions that should be made public will also be made public."

The coughing behind the door stopped.

Zhou Henian dragged his right foot to the table and sat down again after a while.

Gu Qingshang waited a while before asking his next question.

"Was Mr. Cheng injured when he left Beilu?"

Zhou Lan turned to look at her, her hand pressing against the door frame.

This issue goes beyond seal verification.

Gu Qingshang lowered the record sheet.

"In the old photo, he was carrying a wooden medicine box."

He had already left before the project review was completed.

"If you don't want to talk about it, we'll leave this section blank."

A suppressed cough came from inside the door.

"When he left, he was carrying a medicine box in his left hand."

"I can't lift my right hand."

Zhou Lan called out towards the door.

Grandpa.

"I said I saw it with my own eyes."

Zhou Henian dragged the chair closer.

"Someone vandalized the forest ranger station."

"Mr. Cheng did not report the incident to the police, nor did he ask the villagers to chase after him."

"He burned the waste prescription and handed over all the remaining medicinal materials to the cooperative."

"He left that very night."

Gu Qingshang held the pen, and the record sheet creased under his palm.

"Who were the people who vandalized the forest ranger station?"

"Ask again tomorrow."

Gu Qingshang took half a step closer to the wooden door.

"May I see you?"

There was no sound from inside the room.

Water was still falling into the stone trough.

A tractor drove by in the distance, its roar echoing through the courtyard wall into the alley before disappearing along the village road.

Gu Qingshang stood outside the door waiting.

The document bag hung on my arm, the seal still affixed to it.

She didn't mention how much time Gu Chengzhang had left, nor did she mention the He family's three-month deadline.

After a long while, Zhou Henian's voice finally came from inside the door.

"I won't see you today."

Gu Qingshang lowered his eyes and put the record sheet back into his bag.

"it is good."

She fastened the latch and stepped back from the doorway.

Zhou Lan looked at her, and slowly lowered her hand that had been pressing on the door frame.

Gu Qingshang took out his business card.

She heard the sound of the door latch coming down from inside, stopped what she was doing, and put the business card back.

She simply wrote her phone number on the back of the village committee's receipt and handed it to the grid worker for safekeeping.

Zhou Lan straightened the bicycle.

"Grandpa is going to participate in the Rao San Ling event tomorrow."

"He has always been the one to light the first incense stick in Songhe Village."

She looked at Gu Qingshang.

"I will hand over the materials you found to him tonight."

"If he's willing to see me, I'll take him to the square."

"He doesn't want to see you, so leave Songhe Village."

"Don't ask village officials for the address anymore, and don't block this door."

Gu Qingshang handed a copy of the review report to the grid worker.

"Please have the village committee verify and then forward it."

Whether or not to meet is up to Mr. Zhou.

Chen Lang gestured with his chin toward the grid worker.

"Write the agreement down clearly."

"So that one day someone will cut out the first half and add an absurd ending to this conversation."

The grid worker is looking down as he enters data.

After Zhou Lan checked the terms, she added a public area to the meeting location and a clause prohibiting villagers from recording their companions.

She signed her name.

Gu Qingshang took the electronic pen and signed his name below.

The receipt was kept by the village committee, Zhou Lan took a copy, and Gu Qingshang only noted down the number.

Chen Lang took the car keys back from the grid worker and checked the seal on the equipment box.

"I'm gone."

Su Niannian glanced at the wooden door.

"Really leaving?"

Chen Lang picked up the equipment box.

"Stay and watch the gate for Old Zhou?"

"We really need someone outside to hold a spatula."

"The salary is too low, I won't take it."

The group walked out along the courtyard wall.

Bai Weiwei lagged behind, avoiding the bicycle tire tracks in the mud.

As Shen Qingci walked, he noted down the verification time, Zhou Henian's original words, and the document number.

She left all the sections involving her address blank.

As the group walked to the corner of the courtyard wall, Zhou Henian's voice came from inside the gate again.

"Gu family girl."

Gu Qingshang stopped and did not turn back.

Zhou Lan pushed her bicycle, and the medicine box bumped twice in the bamboo basket.

"If Grandpa asks you again whether the Gu family came to rescue people this time or to settle scores from ten years ago, you'd better think carefully before you answer."

Gu Qingshang hugged the folder of documents.

She looked at the courtyard wall covered with vines in front of her, and her throat moved.

"I'm here to save Grandpa."

She paused for a moment.

"I will also check the accounts from ten years ago."

"I will find out who profited from the Gu family's project, who suppressed the review report, who sold Mr. Cheng's prescription at an inflated price, and who made him leave Beilu injured."

"I accept the responsibility that I should bear for my family."

"It's time to bring out Mr. Cheng's innocence, which has been kept hidden in the filing cabinet."

There was no response from behind the wooden door.

The key tapped against the edge of the table, making two soft clicks.

The group walked out of the side alley.

The SUV was parked outside in the weeds, and Chen Lang put the equipment box into the trunk.

The lid of the box was not yet closed, and the sound of an iron lock turning could be heard from inside the brick house.

Zhou Henian still did not open the door.

He sat back down at the wooden table, placed the review report under the lamp, and read it line by line.

Ten years ago, the Gu family visited three times.

Some people asked where Cheng Shouzhou had gone, some looked for the prescriptions left by the cooperative, and some offered to buy the acceptance records.

No one asked about the review report.

No one mentioned the responsibility that Cheng Shouzhuo had carried for ten years.

Zhou Henian opened the bottom of the iron box and took out a brown paper bag.

The seal was covered with a red stamp from ten years ago.

Five characters were written on the front of the paper bag.

To be opened by Gu Chengzhang.

The old man wiped the dust off the paper bag with his thumb and then opened the seal.

Inside was a copper key and a note left by Cheng Shouzhou.

There was only one sentence on the paper.

"If the Gu family comes to rescue people, give her the account book."