Chapter 105 The Show Begins Again

Song Juan tried to shake her off, but although Old Lady Cui was old, she was very strong and Song Juan couldn't resist her at all.

"Let her go!" Huang Ya appeared just in time and pushed Old Lady Cui away.

Still shaken and filled with shame and anger, Song Juan asked, "Grandma Cui, what are you trying to do?"

Grandma Cui said with a smile, "I'm here to take you home."

Huang Ya shielded Song Juan behind him: "What era are we living in? Why are you still using that kind of forced marriage and forced sale stuff?"

Old Mrs. Cui's triangular eyes swept over him: "Who are you? You're really meddling in my business."

“I’m bringing my daughter-in-law home, what’s it to you?”

A crowd gathered to watch the spectacle, while several medics whispered among themselves.

"I told you their relationship was unusual. Look, Dr. Huang is always protecting Song Juan."

"That's true, look how angry Dr. Huang is, his nose is all crooked."

"But why did Song Juan marry Liu San?"

The discussions grew louder, and Song Juan became somewhat uneasy.

She didn't want Huang Ya to get involved and ruin his reputation.

"Dr. Huang, don't worry about me, I can handle them."

Huang Ya turned to look at her, and said with exasperation, "I was just about to come out when you were dragged away."

You think you can handle this? You can't handle it at all!

Song Juan was protected by Huang Ya, and Grandma Cui couldn't grab anyone, so she could only anxiously call for her son.

"San'er, are you dead? Come and help me!"

Liu San was a little afraid of Huang Ya, but he was willing to risk everything to get a wife.

Just as he was about to pull Song Juan away from behind, Huang Ya kicked him away.

Huang Ya wanted to kick them a few more times, but Song Juan stopped him: "No, we were in the right, but if you kick us, things will become completely messed up. They might turn around and accuse us, and we'll lose all our rights."

Huang Ya didn't have time to think about anything else. He jumped up and chased after Liu San, and Song Juan couldn't stop him.

Grandma Cui was terrified. She never expected Huang Ya to suddenly appear out of nowhere and to beat people so ruthlessly.

Liu San was beaten and cried out, "Mom, Mom, save me, save me!"

Grandma Cui wanted to help, but she couldn't catch up with the two of them at all, so she could only run to grab Song Juan.

"Quickly, tell him to stop."

Old Mrs. Cui cried out, "It's all your fault! You had a boyfriend but still seduced my son and even said you wanted to marry him!"

"Isn't this a terrible thing? Do you find it fun to play with us, mother and son?"

"Oh dear, my poor son is so old and still can't find a wife."

"You little rascal, how come you're so cunning? I'm scared of you, okay? Let's not get married, alright?"

Grandma Cui clung to Song Juan's leg, preventing her from leaving.

Lying on the ground, the wailing sounded like mourning at a grave, harsh and unpleasant.

With just a few words, Old Lady Cui labeled Song Juan as fickle, and the whispers and pointing fingers from the crowd grew louder and louder.

Amidst the commotion, a loud "boom—crack" was heard.

The already creaking wooden cart was kicked to pieces by Song Zhan.

The car broke apart and collapsed completely in the middle, with wood chips flying everywhere like a honeycomb that had been blown open.

Two rusty, deflated wheels were twisted and torn by tremendous force, emitting a creaking metallic groan.

The wheel detached from the axle; one rolled off and disappeared, while the other spun wildly before crashing to the ground with a thud.

Everyone was shocked. Was that Song Zhan? He had kicked the cart to pieces?

Old Mrs. Cui realized what was happening and hid behind Liu San, not daring to make a sound.

Liu San was also terrified and didn't know what to do for a long time.

Song Juan rushed up to Song Zhan and asked, "Brother, is your leg alright?"

Song Zhan was about to say it was nothing when Shen Wanjun interrupted him.

"Honey, your leg finally got better, what are we going to do now?"

"If this damages a nerve, he may never be able to stand up again for the rest of his life."

Shen Wanjun was crying and sobbing, while Song Zhan looked completely bewildered and whispered, "My leg is fine, it doesn't hurt."

Shen Wanjun pinched him angrily, "I said there's something, so there's something."

Song Juan and Huang Yadan immediately realized—the show was about to begin again!

The two got into character in a second, and Huang Ya was shocked: "Battalion Commander Song, even if you're angry, you can't joke around with your health."

"All that time and money we spent before, it's probably all for nothing now."

Song Juan imitated Grandma Cui, clinging to her and refusing to let her go, her cries growing louder and louder.

"You stay with my brother's leg."

Grandma Cui's head was buzzing from the noise, and she had no time to think about her son's marriage anymore; all she wanted was to escape from here as soon as possible.

“It’s not my fault, he kicked it himself, and I haven’t even asked him to compensate me for my cart yet.”

Liu San was also quite frightened, remembering how he had been extorted for 620 yuan last time because Old Lady Cui had instigated San Yatou to steal honeycomb briquettes.

If Song Zhan is hospitalized again, wouldn't that cost a lot of money?

Thinking of this, Liu San stood up and ran away, with Old Lady Cui shouting after him, "Son, son, where are you going? You can't abandon me!"

Liu San didn't want to care about anyone else; he just wanted to protect the money in his pocket.

Political Commissar Hao led the police officers to the scene. Several of them chased after Liu San, pinned him to the ground, and handcuffed him.

Song Juan looked at Political Commissar Hao with admiration. "You really have to be an official; your reaction speed is just too fast."

All she could think about was how to get rid of Liu San and his mother, and also how to prove that she had never agreed to any marriage proposal.

But these methods are clearly ineffective against these two.

In critical moments, legal means must be used to resolve the issue.

Liu San and Old Lady Cui were taken away for questioning, while Huang Ya pushed Song Zhan into the operating room.

He had already been examined last time, and his leg is currently fine.

Now is the perfect time to do another check-up.

Shen Wanjun was also lifted onto a stretcher, as Huang Ya was worried that she might have a miscarriage.

Commissar Hao called Song Juan over to find out what was going on and to comfort her.

“I have already understood the matter clearly. Don’t worry, the organization will definitely stand up for you and severely punish Liu San and Old Lady Cui.”

"Thank you, Political Commissar Hao." Song Juan wiped away her tears. "Then I'll head back now."

Political Commissar Hao said, "Your brother and sister-in-law also need someone to take care of them in the hospital. They probably haven't eaten yet."

Hao Mei packed a basket of sweet potatoes and steamed buns. "Take these quickly."

Song Juan's eyes welled up with tears. "Thank you."

She seems to have misunderstood Hao Mei before; Hao Mei is actually a pretty good person.

Song Juan arrived at the hospital carrying a basket. Shen Wanjun and Song Zhan had already completed their examinations and were both fine.

"Juan'er, are you alright?" Shen Wanjun waved to her.

Feeling wronged, Song Juan lay down by her bedside and burst into tears: "Sister-in-law, I've caused you trouble again."

"What you're saying is none of your business," Shen Wanjun comforted her.

"Brother, is your leg alright?" Song Juan asked worriedly.

"It's nothing." Song Zhan said, jumping out of bed and walking around the room. "See, nothing's wrong."

Huang Ya looked at the film again and again, and said, "Just to be on the safe side, I suggest you go to the provincial hospital for a check-up."

Song Zhan didn't want to go: "They didn't find anything last time we went."

Huang Ya asked, "Didn't Political Commissar Hao say that if your leg doesn't get better, you'll lose your position as battalion commander?"

Song Zhan nodded. "How did you know?"

"That's not important." Huang Ya touched his nose; he naturally had his own channels.

“I think your leg is perfectly fine, but what I say doesn’t prove anything.”

"If the provincial hospital can issue a certificate, you can keep your position as battalion commander."