Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

In the Lin family courtyard.

The heat from dinner hadn't dissipated yet.

There was a plate of stir-fried cabbage on the table.

A bowl of pickled vegetables.

There were also eggs that Wang Xiulan specially cooked for Lin Weidong.

After the gate was knocked on.

Everyone stopped moving.

Lin Jianguo opened the door.

The director of the Women's Federation stood outside the door.

There was also a commune office worker nearby.

The two were holding file folders in their hands.

Is Lin Weidong home?

Wang Xiulan immediately stood up.

"Why do you want to see him?"

The director of the Women's Federation did not go to the hospital.

First, take out a document.

"Some situations need to be verified."

Lin Weidong had already stood up from the table.

His face was a little pale.

"What's going on?"

The director of the Women's Federation opened the file folder.

Two letters of complaint were pulled out from inside.

Place it on the table.

Do you know him?

The kerosene lamp hanging under the eaves flickered.

The flames flickered gently.

Lin Weidong stared at the two letters.

His pupils visibly contracted.

It quickly returned to normal.

"Never seen it before."

The director of the Women's Federation nodded.

Then he took out an old account book.

Turn to one of the pages.

Name field.

Lin Weidong.

The handwriting is clear and legible.

Then.

The two letters of complaint were also laid out.

Place it aside.

"What about this one?"

Wang Xiulan leaned closer.

I glanced at it a few times.

His complexion grew increasingly grim.

Although she doesn't understand handwriting analysis.

Even she could see it.

so similar.

The missing piece is "capital".

That upward-sloping "grid".

Almost exactly the same.

"What does this prove?"

Wang Xiulan suddenly raised her voice.

"There are many people who write similar characters now!"

The director of the Women's Federation did not argue.

Then he took out a third document from the file folder.

Credit registration at supply and marketing cooperatives.

The fourth one.

Commune study notes.

The fifth one.

Application forms that Lin Weidong submitted before.

Five documents were placed together.

More and more people gathered in the courtyard.

Many neighbors were already standing at the door looking inside.

"What are you doing?"

"I heard the whistleblower's letter has been investigated."

Who wrote it?

"It seems to be Wei Dong."

The discussion grew louder and louder.

Lin Weidong's forehead began to sweat.

"I did not report it."

"Then explain your handwriting."

The commune official finally spoke.

"besides."

He opened the survey registration form.

"Many of the points mentioned in the whistleblower letter."

"Only those familiar with Lin Xiuhe know this."

"Including the locations where she sells her books."

"Including the working hours of supply and marketing cooperatives."

"Including the registration process."

yard.

No one spoke up for him.

Because of this content.

Outsiders really don't know.

Just then.

A voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

"I can prove it."

Everyone turned around.

Zhao Xiaomei stood outside the crowd.

He was holding a book in his arms.

There was still sweat on his forehead.

They had obviously just arrived.

The director of the Women's Federation looked at her.

"Prove what?"

"After the last report."

"I've seen him."

Zhao Xiaomei pointed at Lin Weidong.

"He kept pacing around outside the supply and marketing cooperative that day."

"Later, I also followed Sister Xiuhe."

"I saw it with my own eyes."

The courtyard immediately erupted in chaos.

"Still tracking?"

"That's going too far."

"A grown man doing something like this?"

Wang Xiulan became anxious.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"I'm not lying."

Zhao Xiaomei hugged the book even tighter.

"The old man selling candied hawthorns at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative also saw it."

"And the people from the grain depot."

One sentence after another.

Wang Xiulan suddenly noticed.

The situation can no longer be contained.

The director of the Women's Federation put all the materials back into the file folder.

"Comrade Lin Weidong."

Is the report true?

"The county will continue its investigation."

"But from now on..."

"You must not interfere with other candidates in any way."

Done.

She turned to leave.

Just then.

Lin Jianguo, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

"If he really wrote it."

Everyone in the courtyard looked at him.

Lin Jianguo stood at the door.

His back was somewhat hunched.

"What will happen?"

The director of the Women's Federation stopped in her tracks.

"Cancel the qualification for key training."

"Record and file".

"If the situation is serious."

"It will also affect subsequent political background checks and evaluations."

The words fell.

The color drained from Lin Weidong's face instantly.

Qualifications to be cultivated as a key talent.

That was earned by coming in second place in the entire county.

This is also what he cares about most right now.

After the Women's Federation director left.

The people in the courtyard did not leave immediately.

Because it's obvious to everyone.

Something big is about to happen to the Lin family.

On the other side...

Supply and Marketing Cooperative Warehouse.

Lin Xiuhe is organizing the last set of mock exam papers.

A countdown to the college entrance examination is placed on the table.

Twenty-nine days.

She opened the newly distributed key documents.

The first page.

Page 2.

Page 3.

Just as I flipped to the middle.

A folded piece of paper fell out.

It's not an exam paper.

It's not a note either.

It is a list.

Estimated Admission Scores for Key Universities in 1977

The first school at the very top.

Tsinghua University.