Donations need to be clearly stated and reported to higher authorities.

After all, the director has been working at the grassroots level for decades and has his own ways to speed up the process.

On the same day, they launched an investigation into Qiu Ling.

There is naturally no problem with his identity, and he has no criminal record.

Only when they saw the detailed bank statements did they truly understand what Qiu Ling meant by "It's not a lot of money, it's just a token of my appreciation."

It turns out that in other people’s minds, this amount of money is really not much!

The next morning, people from the higher-ups came, and under their witness, Qiu Ling signed the donation agreement and gave the donated 200 million yuan to the police station.

Relevant personnel will then distribute and process this donation, which will no longer be within Qiu Ling's control.

The director arranged for someone to see the superiors off, and then planned to take photos with the donors. These photos were not only a recognition of the donors, but could also be used for publicity in the future.

After hearing this, Qiu Ling refused again and again, "There's no need to take a photo. The donation is purely my personal behavior. There's no need to leave any images for commemoration. I don't like it very much either.

I just hope that this money can be used for every police officer in the police station, and truly contribute to grassroots workers.”

The director is a smart man. If Qiu Ling is giving back to his hometown, then he went to primary, middle and high school in Lingyang Town. Isn't it giving back to the school to help build it? Why did he come to the police station?

This is very intriguing.

He glanced around, and the grassroots police officers who had been helping out understood and left the meeting room.

Soon, the director and Qiu Ling were the only ones left here.

"You are about the same age as my daughter, so I will call you Xiao Qiu." The director said cheerfully, "You left home to work when you were young, and now you have finally returned to your hometown. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to the police station for help."

Qiu Ling smiled knowingly.

Following the other party's words, he offered an olive branch: "I did come back this time to do something. I want to move my household registration."

The director looked embarrassed and said, "It is possible to relocate the household, but the person must be present in person."

The director thought in his heart: Even if you donated money to the police station, I would not help you do anything illegal. He only has less than 5 years left before retirement and he doesn't want to be criticized at the last minute.

Qiu Ling naturally understood the hidden meaning, but she remained calm and said, "Director, you misunderstood. I just want to move my household registration."

The director breathed a sigh of relief.

It would have been over if he had said it earlier. He had been worried for so long, fearing that Qiu Ling would ask for the donation back. Although it would not be easy to take it back now that the money had been cleared, he had already thought about what equipment to use the money for. If Qiu Ling changed his mind at the last minute, the higher-ups would definitely put a stop to it. He could not wait to renovate the equipment in the institute.

The computer is so slow and the screen is full of spots.

There is also their police car, which has been repaired again and again and rescued from the brink of scrap countless times. The day before yesterday, it was driving out for a police call and it stalled halfway through the journey. The suspect was still sitting in the car. It was really frustrating.

When he heard that Qiu Ling just wanted to move his household registration, his sinking heart calmed down again.

After the director nodded, Qiu Ling took out his ID card and household registration page.

But don't underestimate the social connections in a small town.

If you don't have any connections, it will take several days just to prepare the household relocation documents, and then you have to run around to various departments to get their stamps.

With the help of the police, Qiu Ling obtained all the stamped documents in less than an hour. The director knew that she was going to move to Beijing, so he called his friends who worked there and asked them to complete some documents that might have been missed. The whole process was extremely smooth.

At 10:30 am, Qiu Ling left Lingyang Town Police Station.

She called a taxi driver and headed straight to Yangcheng Airport.

Lingyang Town is not big after all, and it is the place where Qiu Ling was born and raised. She could meet several acquaintances just by taking a walk outside. However, as soon as Qiu Ling stepped into the taxi, she was seen by someone.

Former neighbor, "Hiss... Hey, is that Qiu Ling? Didn't that girl run away? Why is she back again?"

Aunt Wang, who lives next door to the Qiu family, went out to buy groceries with her neighbors. When she saw Qiu Ling, she couldn't help but frown, thinking, is this girl too soft-hearted?

"By the way, the Qiu family has kept the door locked, which shows that Dong Hui and Qiu Guangming are out. Their parents are not at home, so what could Qiu girl be doing back home?"

These words woke Aunt Wang up again. Yes, the couple were not at home. Miss Qiu Ling must have known the situation and that’s why she came back at this time.

With this, she calmed down and came to her senses and said, "I guess you saw it wrong... Well, why bother with her? Let's think about what to eat for lunch."

"It's just these dishes. There are only two of us at home, so I can just stir-fry some meat..."

The two men left the market, carrying baskets and chatting casually.

There was smoke in the yard. As soon as Aunt Wang opened the door, she smelled a strong aroma of Chinese medicine. Her husband was squatting in front of a clay pot in the yard, boiling Chinese medicine for a patient.

Aunt Wang didn't disturb him and went into the kitchen to cook. When she took the food out of the pot, she thought of using green onions to enhance the flavor. In order to prevent the pot from drying out, she quickly ran into the backyard.

She quickly picked a handful of green onions from the vegetable garden in the corner of the backyard. When she stood up, she accidentally saw a yellow envelope lying in the corner.

"Where did it come from?" Aunt Wang walked over and prepared to pick it up to see what was inside.

There was only one word on the envelope: Gift.

The letter is a bit thick and doesn't feel like it can be blown by the wind.

The envelope was not sealed, so she curiously opened it and shook out the contents.

"Mom!"

As soon as Aunt Wang screamed, she covered her mouth.

It's all money!

That thickness, at least 20 sheets!

For a moment, Aunt Wang even forgot about the food in the pot.

The onions in his hands also fell to the ground.

It was not until she heard her husband's voice from the front that Aunt Wang came to her senses. She hurriedly picked up the onions and ran back to the kitchen.

While waiting for dinner, she told her husband about the envelope.

"Could it be that one of my patients came here and secretly gave me the money?"

Aunt Wang’s husband was a kind-hearted barefoot doctor. Sometimes, if the patients were poor, he would charge less or nothing.

But where does a family like this get 2000 yuan?

It doesn't make any sense at all.

Just as the couple was wondering and guessing, someone knocked on the gate of the yard anxiously.

She was the neighbor who went out to buy groceries with Aunt Wang today. She brought two other neighbors with her.

As soon as they arrived, they took out the same yellow envelope.

Aunt Wang took out hers tremblingly.

4 people, 4 identical envelopes, 4 "Gift" characters, 4 2000 yuan each.

After careful analysis by the four people, they all agreed that the money was given by Qiu Ling.

"No one has ever given money to my family before, but how come there is money in my backyard as soon as the girl from the Qiu family comes back? It must be her who gave it to me!"

"I felt sorry for her and sometimes she didn't even have food to eat. I did take her in and gave her a few meals... but it's not worth 2000 yuan!"

"The four of us together make 4. How long does that girl have to work to save up that much money?"

"Ah, when I think about that kid working hard out there alone, and giving us his hard-earned money, I feel bad."

"How about we go and return it to her?" someone suggested.

"But she seems to have left in a taxi. We don't have her phone number, and she didn't leave an address. Where can we find her?"

Realizing this, everyone fell silent.

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