Therefore, Grandma is going to the post office herself to ask whether Father and Mother had sent them money and given him the household register.
Qin Tian's feelings were complicated. If Sister Gu's guess was correct, then Uncle De…
Qin Tian's small hand subconsciously clenched into a fist.
He did have memories of his Father and Mother. Over these eight years, besides missing them, undeniably, Qin Tian also harbored some resentment, especially when Grandma was sick, or when the three of them encountered difficulties and couldn't make ends meet. At those times, he truly resented his Father and Mother.
Why did they abandon him and his sister after giving birth to them?
Why could they abandon even Grandma at her age?
At that time, his Father and Mother, holding two-year-old him, said they would return.
But eight years have passed, and they still haven't returned, without even a single piece of news.
Sometimes Qin Tian feared he would never see his Father and Mother again in his life.
But now, things seemed different.
If, if Father and Mother really sent them money, then they didn't truly abandon them.
But, is that possible?
And Uncle De, he was very kind to them, did he really embezzle the money that Father and Mother sent them?
Qin Tian looked out the window, his eyes filled with confusion.
Half an hour later, the car slowly stopped in front of the post office.
Due to the weather, there weren't many people at the post office at the moment.
Sheng Ze Xi held Qin Tian's small hand and walked over.
The post office staff was a young woman named Chen Fang.
When Chen Fang saw Sheng Ze Xi's face, a flash of amazement crossed her eyes, but when she saw the olive-green military uniform he was wearing, she also showed respect.
She knew that a Northwest Military Region was stationed nearby, and perhaps this military comrade was from the Northwest Military Region.
Chen Fang quickly stood up, "Military Comrade, are you here to send a letter or...?"
Sheng Ze Xi took Qin Tian's household register and handed it over, "Comrade, this is my friend's child. My friends, a couple, are government workers with classified jobs, and haven't returned for eight years."
"I want to ask you to check if my friends have sent money home."
So that's it.
Chen Fang took the household register, "Please wait, Comrade, I will check for you."
Soon, Chen Fang had the results.
"Military Comrade, I found that Qin Zhihong and Bai Wei did send money back, every month since eight years ago."
Hearing this, Qin Tian's face turned pale, and his eyes immediately reddened.
Sheng Ze Xi's face also darkened. Ningning's guess was right, after all.
Chen Fang was very surprised and puzzled by their expressions.
Sheng Ze Xi said, "Can you see how much money was sent each month, and what the total amount is?"
Chen Fang nodded, stunned. She could.
Her intuition told her something was wrong.
"It shows that eight years ago, Qin Zhihong and his wife began sending money back every month. Initially, it was 70 yuan per month for three years, totaling 2520 yuan. From the fourth year, it was 95 yuan per month for five years, totaling 5700 yuan. In total over eight years, it's 8220 yuan."
8220 yuan, in this era, while not an astronomical figure, was still a very, very large sum of money.
In this era, some rural families might only save a hundred yuan or so in a whole year.
Sheng Ze Xi coldly snorted, "8220 yuan, is it? But the children and mother of Qin Zhihong and his wife haven't received a single cent in eight years."
Chen Fang widened her eyes in surprise, "How is that possible? But it shows here that it was collected by relatives every month, and there are signatures."
Sheng Ze Xi said coldly, "In any case, Qin Zhihong's two children and mother have not received a single cent, and they didn't even know that Qin Zhihong and his wife had sent money back."
"Nor did they authorize any other relatives."
"So, where did your so-called relatives come from?"
"Do you know what kind of life Qin Zhihong's two children and their elderly mother have lived for the past eight years? They almost starved and died from illness."
"Qin Zhihong and his wife work for the nation, sacrificing their small family for the greater good. Imagine, if they return and learn that the money they sent to their children and mother was embezzled by others, while their children and mother suffered, how heartbroken they would be."
"Can you bear the responsibility for this?"
"Waaaa..." Qin Tian could no longer hold back his sadness and cried.
Chen Fang was shocked by Qin Tian's cries and Sheng Ze Xi's questioning.
"This… this money wasn't signed off by me. I… I'll go find the leader."
Soon, Chen Fang left. After a while, a middle-aged man arrived.
Seeing Sheng Ze Xi's military uniform and the young, crying Qin Tian, the man's expression also turned serious.
"What happened? Tell me quickly."
Chen Fang didn't dare delay, explaining and showing the records to the man.
After hearing everything, the man's face turned completely black.
"Who signed off on the previous claims?"
"Lu Ping."
"Where's Lu Ping?"
"He's off today."
The leader gritted his teeth. This Lu Ping, he'd really killed him.
Without further investigation, he could roughly guess what happened.
Lu Ping must have colluded with others to embezzle the Qin family's money.
Damn Lu Ping! If Qin Zhihong and his wife were really government workers doing classified work, and had been gone for eight years, it shows how important their work was.
Weren't they afraid that Qin Zhihong and his wife would come back to settle the score with them?
How dare they!
Moreover, they had now provoked a military comrade. Judging by the man's uniform, if he wasn't mistaken, he was a battalion commander.
He was so young to be a battalion commander, with an unlimited future ahead of him. What's more, he heard that military personnel were very protective of their own.
No, this matter must be dealt with seriously.
The leader quickly explained the situation to Sheng Ze Xi and said, "Military comrade, this is indeed the fault of our post office colleagues. How do you think we should handle this?"
Sheng Ze Xi's expression was calm as he uttered a sentence, "Naturally, we report it to the police."
The leader gritted his teeth, "Fine, let's report it to the police."
More than eight thousand yuan! They couldn't help but report it to the police. He also knew that reporting it wouldn't just get Lu Ping arrested; he, the leader, would also be affected. But there was no other way. He was the leader, and he hadn't done his job properly in overseeing things.
But at this moment, he hated Lu Ping, and whoever colluded with him, to the utmost degree.
So, the man, Sheng Ze Xi, and Qin Tian went to the police station together.
The police officers, seeing who they were and hearing the story, learned that the victims were the family of a government worker with classified work, and the amount involved was a shocking eight thousand yuan. This was a major case!
Thus, the police immediately sprang into action…
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