A bowl of chicken blood was poured on the ground, and her legs immediately went weak, causing her to collapse.

Yang Wenlan's lips twitched upon hearing this.

"You... you really can come up with all sorts of ideas, even using blood to scare people, how could you even think of that?"

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Wenlan smiled and shook his head.

"Tell me, I never imagined that one day I would need to keep chicken and duck blood at home for self-defense. It's absurd to even think about it. But now, you really can't say it's useless."

She never expected that Li Yunduo would be so afraid of blood.

The bloodstains had clearly dried and darkened, leaving only a small amount on Zhenzhen's cuff.

Upon seeing this, Li Yunduo froze instantly, her face turning deathly pale.

Using someone's weaknesses to intimidate them sounds rather unethical.

But if the other party takes advantage of their status and makes things difficult for them at every turn, then they have no choice but to retaliate in kind.

In this world, sometimes you have to be tough; otherwise, weakness will only encourage others to take advantage of you.

"Zhenzhen, the wound shouldn't get wet, and don't put any pressure on your hand. Let it rest for a couple more days, and it will heal completely."

Yang Wenlan squatted down and gently lifted Zhenzhen's little hand, which was wrapped in gauze.

"Remember, when you shower, avoid the wound, don't rub it with your hands, and definitely don't lift anything heavy, understand?"

"I'll come back tomorrow to change your dressing."

After she finished speaking, she reached out and gently ruffled Zhenzhen's hair.

"Thank you, Aunt Yang."

Zhenzhen whispered.

Yang Wenlan stroked that soft head, feeling a mix of tenderness and bittersweetness in her heart.

This child is so sensible and perceptive. Despite suffering so much, he never cries or complains.

He deserves to be loved and to have a warm embrace.

Fortunately, she met Lu Jichuan and Su Qingzhi, and her future days will surely be sweet.

Although Lu Jichuan was taciturn, everyone could see the determination and protectiveness in his eyes.

Su Qingzhi is incredibly thoughtful and considerate of Zhenzhen in every way.

He finally has a home and family.

With that thought in mind, she felt at ease.

"Sister Wenlan, we'll head back now."

Su Qingzhi stood up.

Today's unexpected event startled everyone, especially Zhouzhou.

Su Qingzhi was heartbroken and just wanted to take the child home as soon as possible to comfort him.

Zhenzhen was also terrified today; she has to hurry home to be with her child.

Tonight, she has to stay by Zhouzhou's bedside until she falls asleep peacefully.

"Go."

Yang Wenlan nodded with a smile.

She stood there until the three figures completely disappeared at the alley entrance, then sighed softly and turned back into the house.

Li Yunduo was startled awake by her own actions.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly sat up in bed, her back soaked with cold sweat.

She remembered...

She saw blood.

The blood on Zhenzhen's hands.

The image kept replaying in her mind, refusing to leave.

The moment she opened her eyes, she was met with her husband Wang Dali's ashen face.

He sat on a chair by the bed, his back ramrod straight, his brows furrowed.

She trembled all over, and her voice shook.

"Dad...Dali, what's wrong with you?"

She shrank back and subconsciously moved to the inside of the bed.

What did you do today?

Wang Dali asked coldly.

He had already heard about it from the factory director.

When the factory manager spoke to him, his tone was serious.

"Old Wang, your wife handled this matter rather poorly. Rumors are circulating in the factory that she tried to forcibly take a martyr's orphan, and even caused a scene at the hospital. As a soldier, don't you have any shame left?"

His wife's little scheme was crystal clear.

He wanted to use his connections at the factory to get Zhenzhen registered under his own name.

They use the guise of "adoption" but are actually after a little bit of welfare and sympathy.

But did she ever consider how others would view him once this got out?

How can a dignified battalion-level officer hold his head high when his wife is doing these underhanded things behind his back?

He fought his whole life to earn this dignity, how could he let it be ruined by a woman's selfishness?

"I just want to adopt Zhenzhen's child..."

Li Yunduo's voice trembled.

"He's an orphan, nobody wants him, so I'm just... trying to give him a home, aren't I?"

Before she could finish speaking, her husband glared at her, and she immediately shut up.

She had always been most afraid of him being like this since she was a child. Whenever he got angry, she didn't dare to even breathe loudly.

"I just want to know, who took Zhenzhen away?"

"The factory wouldn't approve it, so I just secretly took a peek. What's the big deal?"

She felt she hadn't done anything wrong; she just wanted to know the truth.

But she never imagined that this one glance would cause such a huge uproar.

Li Yunduo didn't dare to tell Wang Dali the truth.

She kept her head down, her shoulders unconsciously hunching over.

Wang Dali took a deep breath.

"Let's not talk about this anymore."

He paused, his tone growing even colder.

"Don't cause trouble for the battalion commander's family again."

"If this happens again, we'll get a divorce."

He spoke decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

On the other side, Su Qingzhi had just pushed open the door and entered the room, and before she could even stand still, she saw Lu Jichuan leaning against the door.

"Honey, the housing permit for the family compound has been approved. Do you want to go take a look?"

She was taken aback.

"A family compound? Really?"

"Um."

Lu Jichuan nodded.

“Our ranks are high enough that we can be allocated a three-bedroom apartment with a small courtyard.”

"The notice just came down, and the factory manager signed it personally."

Actually, platoon leaders could have applied for family housing, but previously they could only be allocated dormitory-style apartments.

Those old-style buildings, with two bedrooms and a living room, have walls so thin you can hear the snoring from next door, and you have to share the kitchen and toilet with other people.

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