Chapter 111 Practice Makes Perfect

Liu San was furious because he had to pay compensation and had been beaten, so he went to the political commissar to complain.

Song Zhan was the battalion commander. Liu San forced someone's sister to marry him in broad daylight, and Song Zhan didn't dare to vent his anger on Song Zhan.

Shen Wanjun suffered a miscarriage and spent a lot of money in the hospital, so Liu San didn't dare to provoke her anymore.

After much deliberation, he set his sights on Huang Ya.

Huang Ya, an outsider, kicked him several times, and Liu San couldn't swallow his anger.

Political Commissar Hao asked Huang Ya to mediate, suggesting that he apologize to Liu San and that the matter be considered closed.

But Huang Ya refused to apologize, saying that he had done nothing wrong.

He even threatened in front of Political Commissar Hao that he would not let Liu San off the hook.

Liu San and Old Lady Cui put pressure on Political Commissar Hao, who had no choice but to report to the organization.

The punishment came swiftly; Huang Ya was suspended from his post that same day.

"Didn't they say how long the break would last?" Shen Wanjun asked.

"He didn't say, but I don't care."

Shen Wanjun thought for a moment and said, "Liu San might be trying to force Song Juan to issue a letter of forgiveness through you."

Huang Ya felt bad because Song Juan was dismissed, so he had no choice but to compromise with Liu San.

The final result was that no one pursued the matter further.

The matter passed by in a calm and uneventful way.

Huang Ya: "Liu San miscalculated."

Song Juan could swallow that anger, but he couldn't.

Besides, he's not a very important person to them, so why should they forgive Liu San for his sake?

"By the way, Juan'er is going to training in a couple of days, and I happen to have time to go with her."

Song Zhan was somewhat displeased: "My sister doesn't need you to accompany her."

"She's just a young girl, are you really comfortable letting her go alone?"

After thinking about it carefully, Song Zhan realized that it wouldn't work if Song Juan was alone.

"Then...shouldn't you have told me beforehand?"

Huang Yapi laughed and said, "I'm telling you right now."

Pointing to the dishes on the table, she said, "I even cooked for you."

His attitude is good enough, isn't it?

Song Zhan didn't say anything more. Huang Ya was implicated because she was standing up for Song Juan.

If he refuses again, it seems very heartless.

Song Zhan had to stay with Shen Wanjun and couldn't take care of his sister.

He was worried about Song Juan going out alone, so instead of having someone else accompany her, he thought it better to let Huang Ya go.

Although he seems unreliable, he would never do anything to betray Song Juan.

Song Zhan sat down and took a bite of the food. "It's awful, really awful."

"Your cooking is terrible."

He's nowhere near as good as her.

"Then I won't do it next time."

Huang Ya's hard work was rewarded with a blow from Song Zhan.

He felt that all his enthusiasm had been wasted.

Song Zhan: "You have to practice cooking a lot, don't give up halfway."

Huang Ya: ...

I really want to punch him.

During the meal, Shen Wanjun barely ate any food, while Song Zhan, despite saying it was unpalatable, ate quite a lot.

Huang Ya happily scooped the remaining food into his bowl, saying, "Battalion Commander Song, don't waste food."

Since you love to eat it, you can have it all. See how good I am to you?

Song Zhan: What a load of rubbish!

Why should I need you to be nice to me? I only need my wife to be nice to me!

After dinner, Song Zhan carried a few logs and started writing and drawing in the yard with a notebook.

Huang Ya stepped forward and asked, "Battalion Commander Song, what are you doing?"

"Give the child a rocking horse."

As Song Zhan spoke, a happy smile spread across his face.

Huang Ya was stung by his smile and couldn't help but wonder when he would have a child.

"Let me help you."

Song Zhan did not refuse, and the two grown men busied themselves in the yard.

Shen Wanjun wasn't idle either; she brought out her sewing machine, wanting to make some small clothes for the child.

She spent half a day studying the fabric she had just bought that day. Time ticked by, and she was sweating profusely with anxiety, but the project was still at zero progress.

"Stop doing that, you'll hurt your hand."

Song Zhan appeared behind her without her noticing, his tone tinged with worry.

"Let Comrade Dang help you with it," Huang Ya suggested.

Shen Wanjun thought for a moment, then picked up her things and went out.

"Sister Hong."

As soon as Shen Wanjun entered the house, she noticed that Dang Xianghong had guests. Just as she was about to leave, she was called back.

Du Meiling said, "Comrade Shen, it's just in time that you've arrived. I won't go to your house for a while."

"My child will be 100 days old next week, come over for dinner then."

Shen Wanjun nodded: "Okay."

Time flies. The last time we met was on the train when I helped Du Meiling give birth.

When they met again, her child was already 100 days old.

"We had a big feast in our hometown, so we won't have a big feast in the courtyard. We'll just have a meal together."

Remembering what happened last night, Shen Wanjun asked softly, "Are you... still experiencing breast engorgement?"

Du Meiling bit her lip and nodded: "My mother-in-law rubbed it for me... but it still hurts."

She didn't have enough milk when her baby was born, so the baby was on formula and is doing well.

But recently her mother-in-law came from the countryside to take care of her and insisted that she breastfeed.

"Aren't you going to the hospital to get it checked out?" Dang Xianghong asked.

"Both Baiqiang and I are rather...averse to male doctors."

Dang Xianghong and Shen Wanjun exchanged a glance and neither of them brought up the matter again.

When the topic of blocked milk ducts came up, Du Meiling immediately started talking.

She warned Shen Wanjun: "You must never let your mother-in-law massage you in the future. They don't know their own strength, it will hurt like hell."

It's also because she's more tolerant; a delicate young lady like Shen Wanjun definitely couldn't stand it.

Shen Wanjun couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that scene.

No, I need to talk to Song Zhan about this beforehand.

She refused to let her mother-in-law help her with lactation.

Dang Xianghong: "Breastfeeding assistance is a skill; your mother-in-law needs to learn it properly."

Shen Wanjun: "If all else fails, just feed the child formula."

Du Meiling was just making a casual comment, but unexpectedly, Dang Xianghong and Shen Wanjun actually gave her advice.

However, she did not intend to adopt their idea.

If she doesn't let her mother-in-law help her with breastfeeding, both her mother-in-law and husband will get angry.

They all say that formula is not as nutritious as breast milk, but Du Meiling didn't want to make her child suffer, so she could only make herself suffer.

"I'm not afraid of this pain for my child."

Du Meiling radiated a maternal glow that stung Shen Wanjun's eyes.

Mothers seem to be a little obsessed; they're willing to do anything for their children.

She treats hardship as an honor, not only eating non-stop but also showing it off in an attempt to gain praise from others.

In her view, breast milk and formula are the same, and rather than being tormented by her mother-in-law every day, she should see a doctor as soon as possible.

Shen Wanjun handed the fabric to Dang Xianghong, saying, "Thank you, Sister Hong."

Dang Xianghong said cheerfully, "You can rest assured that I can handle things."

"Sister Hong, you're the best! My family has some braised pork today, I'll bring you a bowl in a bit."

When Shen Wanjun returned home, she ran into Hao Yan, who had just returned from the service center.

Shen Wanjun didn't want to talk to her, but Hao Yan was shameless and took the initiative to greet her.

"Comrade Shen, it's been a long time."

Shen Wanjun nodded lightly, and Hao Yan caught up and asked mysteriously, "Comrade Shen, has that vixen Bai Lu come to see Battalion Commander Song recently?"

"Go ask her."

Shen Wanjun pointed to a spot not far away, where Bai Lu was heading in their direction.

Hao Yan's expression changed instantly, and she greeted her warmly: "Comrade Bai."

Bai Lu approached, looking at the two curiously: "You...are looking for me?"

Shen Wanjun waved her hand: "It wasn't me, it was Hao Yan who was looking for you. You two chat, I'll go first."

With that, he slipped into the yard and slammed the door shut.

Hao Yan said with a dark face, "Comrade Shen, that's really impolite."

Bai Lu: "A little."

The two looked at each other and confirmed that they were on the same side.

Hao Yan said, "Let's go to the cafeteria to talk. I'll treat you to braised pork."

Bai Lu thought she was going to complain about Shen Wanjun, so she readily agreed.

As they entered the cafeteria, the two hadn't been chatting for long when a man walked in.

"This must be Comrade Bai Lu? Hello, my name is Meng Shigang."

Bai Lu looked blank: "Do we know each other?"

Meng Shigang smiled and said, "Didn't you come here for a blind date?"