【Delicate Beauty vs. Cold, Tough Soldier, Sweet Pampering, Everyday Family Life, Face-Slapping Hypocrites】 Shen Wanjun woke up one day to find herself transmigrated into the body of the abused ...
Chapter 142 Don't tell your brother!
Hao Mei opened it and looked at it, then asked in surprise, "When was this report released?"
"This morning."
Hao Mei looked troubled: "This is a bit difficult."
It's good that Song Zhan is recovering, but the report was only released today, while the transfer order was issued earlier.
"Once the transfer order is issued, it is very difficult to change it."
"It's difficult, but not impossible," Xu Dong interjected.
Song Juan was surprised. Xu Dong and her brother were now rivals. Shouldn't he be gloating and kicking his brother when he was down?
Why are you even speaking up for them?
Hao Mei was equally surprised, "Comrade Xu, you're not interested in the battalion commander position?"
Xu Dong said earnestly, "I want to sit in the battalion commander's position honestly and squarely, not in the way I am now."
It's not that he's not interested, but he has to rely on his own real skills; he can't just take advantage of others.
Song Zhan was injured before the battle, so it was reasonable for him to handle the affairs of the camp in his place.
Later, Song Zhan was diagnosed by doctors as someone who would never be able to stand up again, so the organization reassigned him to a different position.
The vacant battalion commander position was naturally filled by Xu Dong, the deputy battalion commander.
But now, Song Zhan's leg has healed, and the hospital has issued a diagnosis report.
If Xu Dong continues to hold the position of battalion commander, what will Song Zhan think, and what will the brothers in the battalion think?
How can he win over the public and secure his position?
Xu Dong was genuinely happy for Song Zhan; he was happier than anyone else that the battalion commander was able to recover.
Liang Yi cast an admiring glance at him: "Comrade Xu, you're doing a great job."
Xu Dong seized the opportunity to say, "Commander Liang, I request to withdraw my promotion and Battalion Commander Song's transfer order."
Let everything return to normal. He will remain the deputy battalion commander, and Song Zhan will continue as the battalion commander.
Song Juan and Shen Wanjun blinked their big eyes, their breaths caught, waiting for Liang Yi's response.
Song Zhan said casually, "Moving is quite troublesome."
Liang Yi glanced at him; he wasn't exactly stupid.
"I'll discuss this matter with my superiors first."
Song Juan asked with sparkling eyes, "Then... do we still need to move?"
"Wait for my news." Liang Yi said before leaving with Hao Mei.
Xu Dong offered to Song Zhan, "Battalion Commander, let me help you move all your things back."
Song Zhan nodded, "Let's move them inside and leave them anywhere for now."
This matter is still unresolved; we might have to move again in a few days.
He himself didn't really feel anything about the transfer order; wherever he went, he was serving the people and contributing to the country.
But his wife seems to really enjoy living in the compound, and if possible, he'd like to live there with her.
The move will be put on hold for now.
That evening, Song Juan made braised noodles. While eating, Song Zhan suddenly spoke up.
"Juan'er, I don't object to you dating Huang Ya."
It's not that he doesn't object, it's that his wife won't let him object.
Shen Wanjun has done a lot of ideological work with Song Zhan these past two days, carefully analyzing Huang Ya's character and saying that he is a reliable man.
After careful consideration, Song Zhan realized that given his sister's level of education and appearance, she would definitely suffer if she married into a higher social class, and such a candidate would not be easy to find.
He wouldn't even agree to marry down, let alone his sister.
After much consideration, Huang Ya really is the only suitable candidate at the moment.
Song Juan put down her chopsticks and exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"
Song Zhan was inexplicably a little angry: "Look at your spineless appearance, don't let Huang Ya take advantage of you."
Huang Ya sat down next to him, and he smiled wryly: "Is there anything else you want to say? Or you can tell me after I leave?"
Huang Ya thought it was Song Juan who persuaded Song Zhan.
He knew Song Zhan well; even if he agreed verbally, he must still harbor a lot of resentment towards him.
But that's understandable; it's normal for his brother-in-law to disapprove of him.
To be fair, if Huang Ya had a younger sister, he probably wouldn't let any sleazy man get close to her.
Song Zhan rolled his eyes inwardly.
Huang Ya was laughing uncontrollably while holding the bowl, and Shen Wanjun assumed that he was happy because he could date Song Juan.
Huang Ya's inner monologue: Battalion Commander Song used to roll his eyes at him, but now that he has suddenly put away his disgusted expression, it makes him feel a little uncomfortable.
After finishing their meal, Shen Wanjun nudged Song Zhan's arm.
"Honey, is there something you forgot to tell me?"
Song Zhan asked Huang Ya somewhat reluctantly, his tone dry as if he were reciting lines.
"Dr. Huang, if you're free tomorrow, let's go to the mountains and hunt some wild game."
Huang Ya smiled and nodded, "Okay."
He was terrified, so he grabbed Song Juan and, under the pretext of going out to digest her food, pulled her to a secluded corner.
Question: "Would your brother... possibly try to harm me in the deep mountains and forests?"
"Why would they target you?" Song Juan asked, puzzled.
Huang Yagang nervously pulled her along as they ran to this corner, and she thought he was going to kiss her.
I was mentally prepared, but then I heard this inexplicable question.
Now, even though Song Zhan isn't going to lay a hand on Huang Ya, Song Juan wants to beat him up.
"What are you thinking? My brother isn't that kind of person."
Huang Ya breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "Not the best."
But the next second, Song Juan said, "If he wanted to beat you up, he would do it right in front of you."
Huang Ya gave a wry smile: "Then why did he invite me to go to the deep mountains and forests?"
"Didn't I just say? We're hunting jungle monsters."
On the other side, Shen Wanjun was sitting on the bed, explaining the precautions for tomorrow to Song Zhan.
"First of all, you can't hit Dr. Huang, and you have to be nice to him and not bully him."
Song Zhan nodded perfunctorily: "I understand."
But in his heart, he thought, "If I don't beat him up, I can at least trip him up a little to vent my anger."
He wanted to let Huang Ya know that his brother-in-law was not someone to be trifled with.
If Huang Ya dares to bully his sister, he'll be in for a beating.
Song Zhan embraced Shen Wanjun and let her sit on his lap.
"Honey, there are wild fruits in the mountains. I'll pick some for you later."
Shen Wanjun likes to eat fruit, but the conditions in the military compound are harsh, and the service station doesn't have much fruit.
Song Zhan looked apologetic: "What else do you want? As long as it's in the mountains, I'll bring it back with me."
Shen Wanjun thought for a moment and said, "If there are any wildflowers, pick some."
I have several empty bottles at home, which are perfect for arranging flowers.
The compound life prides itself on simplicity, but even wildflowers have nothing to do with capitalist practices.
"Okay!" Song Zhan nodded. "Anything else?"
Shen Wanjun pinched his cheek: "And you have to come back safely."
"Bring Dr. Huang back with you, don't leave him behind."
Song Zhan: "Then you have to promise me one thing."
"Hmm, you said?"
Song Zhan held her as he applied her medicine, whispering in her ear, "I'm hungry."
Shen Wanjun slapped him, "I'm talking about serious business."
Song Zhan's expression was extremely serious: "Me too."
How can making love between a husband and wife not be considered a serious matter?
After all that effort, Shen Wanjun was covered in sweat.
She suddenly understood a proverb: for men, whoever provides the milk is their mother!
Song Zhan has two completely different faces during the day and at night.
Huang Ya was currently glued to Song Juan, kissing her until her lips were swollen.
She licked her lips, still wanting more, and warned, "Don't you dare tell your brother!"
Song Juan: ...
None of my family members understand; her boyfriend seems like an idiot.
The next morning, Huang Ya and Song Zhan carried their rifles and went into the deep mountains.
The start was unfavorable; they hadn't gone far when they encountered a group of wild boars.
Two large wild boars, a male and a female, were followed by seventeen or eighteen cubs.
Before the two could react, the boar charged towards them at a speed of 80 km/h.