Feng Qingxue was first elated to have found He Qingyin, but then he grew worried about her background, "Comrade He Hongjun, how is Master He Qingyin doing now?"
With the misfortune that Wen Ruyu and others faced in the Capital, could He Qingyin in Shanghai avoid it?
He Hongjun sighed, speaking softly, "In such situation, who can be spared? I had a bit more timely information, so even before the trouble started, I took my grandmother and donated all the books and paintings in our house to the cultural relics authorities, oh, all of which are among those missing artifacts now. Who knows who did this. Then, I voluntarily surrendered our house to the state and, under the pretext of my grandmother's serious illness, sought help from a few leaders in private, and finally won some leniency. Now the old lady is living in the house assigned to me by my work unit."
