【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 144: The flowers are beautiful, what does that have to do with you?
Song Zhan remained unfazed and exerted force with his wrist.
With precise crushing of the snake's head, the coiled snake body instantly lost its strength and drooped limply.
He casually tossed the still slightly twitching snake body into the basket at Huang Ya's feet.
"Have a late-night snack, make soup, it's very nourishing."
Song Zhan spoke casually, as if he were just throwing in a handful of wild vegetables.
Huang Ya reacted as if he had been burned, jumping back half a step.
Pointing at the basket on his back, his tongue almost tied in knots, he stammered, "Song...Song Zhan, are you crazy!"
"What are you throwing in like that? What if it's poisonous?"
"As long as the meat isn't poisonous."
Song Zhan didn't take it seriously and carried the wild boar on his shoulder, continuing to walk forward.
Huang Ya jogged to catch up with him, chattering on and on.
"What do you mean 'as long as the meat isn't poisonous'? What if it is?"
"What if it gets venom on it while handling it? No, no, don't eat it yet. Let me study what kind of snake it is!"
"I am a doctor, and I am responsible for everyone's safety!"
Song Zhan didn't even turn his head: "It's just a snake, why are you so scared?"
Huang Ya argued logically, "Is this a matter of intimidation?"
He's a surgeon; he's seen it all.
"If it's a poisonous snake, soak it in alcohol; if it's not, boil it into soup."
Song Zhan's words blocked all his escape routes.
"You...you're using robber logic."
Huang Ya followed behind him, trying to persuade Song Zhan to give up the dangerous idea of making soup.
Song Zhan would occasionally reply with a "hmm," "oh," or "I know," his perfunctory attitude driving Huang Ya crazy.
Huang Ya couldn't drag the wild boars any further, so Song Zhan carried both boars on his shoulders.
Huang Ya was allowed to carry the basket on his back, and the two of them returned to the compound.
Song Zhan carried two large, heavy wild boars, looking like a moving mountain of meat.
As soon as you enter the courtyard, you immediately attract everyone's attention.
Exclamations and chatter erupted instantly as the children excitedly gathered around.
Huang Ya, on the other hand, carried a basket full of wild fruits on his back and another basket in his left hand.
The basket contained a large snake bound together with wild grass.
He tried to keep the basket away from his body.
The look of dread and deep resentment on his face contrasted sharply with Song Zhan's calm and composed demeanor beside him.
The news that Song Zhan and Huang Ya had brought back two wild boars quickly spread throughout the compound.
No one seemed to notice the wild fruits and flowers in the basket, or the snake hiding inside.
Many people ran to Song Zhan's door and peered inside.
Shen Wanjun took out a kitchen knife, intending to have Song Zhan sharpen it.
Song Zhan asked, "What are you doing?"
"Aren't we going to slaughter a pig?"
"This pig can't be slaughtered casually."
Song Zhan patiently explained the rules of the compound to her.
Small animals that are usually hunted, such as pheasants or rabbits, can be processed by the individual.
However, for large commodities like wild boar, the unspoken rule of "everyone who sees it gets a share" must be followed, so that as many people as possible can share in this "profit".
The wild boar had to be sent to the cooking squad in the compound; they couldn't handle it privately.
The cooking team was responsible for a series of technical tasks, including slaughtering, bleeding, removing hair, and butchering.
As for how to distribute the meat after slaughter, the head of the cooking squad would report to the higher-ups.
Ultimately, the decision rests with the leadership, who will make the final allocation based on the principles of respecting elders and caring for the vulnerable.
Shen Wanjun clicked her tongue in amazement; there were indeed many twists and turns involved.
She poured a large glass of spiritual spring water for Song Zhan and Huang Ya: "Here, drink more and get some rest first."
"That thing will be sent to the mess hall later."
The two were indeed exhausted, and they gulped down the drink in just a few mouthfuls.
Huang Ya moved his wrists and felt like he had finally come back to life.
Song Juan poured the fruit from her basket into a large basin and washed them one by one.
Huang Ya cut the roots off the wildflowers and put them in the water.
Flowers of different colors and sizes are arranged in a vase, making it a very pleasing sight.
Shen Wanjun couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Dr. Huang, who did you learn your flower arranging skills from?"
Huang Ya scratched his head. "I just stuck it in randomly. As long as my sister-in-law likes it, that's fine."
Flower arranging requires a high level of aesthetic sense.
Song Zhan didn't understand any of this. "It's just that the flowers are pretty. What does that have to do with you?"
I have no idea what he's so smug about.
Song Juan pulled Huang Ya to sit down: "Don't bother, aren't you tired?"
Huang Ya: "Not tired."
I'm not tired at all.
No, I was very tired before, but I wasn't tired anymore after drinking water.
"If you're not tired, come with me and take the wild boar to the mess hall."
Song Zhan beckoned Huang Ya to come to the yard and lend a hand.
Song Juan handed the washed persimmons to Shen Wanjun: "Sister-in-law, these two are soft and sweet."
There was a knock at the door, and Shen Wanjun opened it while eating a persimmon.
It was Political Commissar Hao and Regiment Commander Liang, with Xu Dong following behind them.
"Where is Comrade Song Zhan?" Hao Mei asked.
Shen Wanjun pointed to a corner of the courtyard: "He's over there."
The three looked in the direction she pointed and saw that Song Zhan was carrying a terrifyingly large wild boar on each of his left and right shoulders.
Those two wild boars probably weighed around 400 pounds together, and their thick, stiff bristles were still covered in mud.
The congealed dark red bloodstains looked quite horrifying.
The wild boar's scimitar-like tusks still gleamed coldly beside Song Zhan's ear.
Despite the immense weight pressing down on him, his body remained as straight as a pine tree.
His breathing was steady, his footsteps firm as he strode towards the three of them.
It was as if, at that moment, he was carrying not two mountains of flesh, but two bundles of light firewood.
The powerful aura emanating from him was a stark contrast to his dejected appearance when he was sitting in a wheelchair not long ago.
Hao Mei, Liang Yi, and Xu Dong stood frozen in place, as if their feet were nailed to the ground.
Time seemed to stand still.
Liang Yi's eyes widened like copper bells, and his mouth opened unconsciously, wide enough to fit an egg.
Hao Mei took a deep breath, her face full of astonishment.
Xu Dong looked on incredulously.
He knew the battalion commander had recovered, but he hadn't expected him to recover so well.
He seems stronger and more powerful than before!
No, this isn't just strong, this is... absolutely beastly!
When Song Zhan saw the three of them straighten their backs, the wild boar on their shoulders swayed, adding to the visual pressure.
He spoke in a loud, clear voice, full of energy: "Greetings, Commander Liang."
He nodded slightly to Hao Mei and Xu Dong.
This greeting was like a thunderclap splitting the frozen air.
Liang Yi snapped back to reality, pointed at the wild boar, and his voice changed.
"Song...Song Zhan, you...you're carrying...wild boars? Or two of them?!"
He was momentarily speechless, unsure whether to ask the pig or the person first.
Xu Dong rushed forward and circled around Song Zhan.
His gaze swept intently over the wild boar, and he even reached out and poked its skin.
Only after confirming that this was not a hallucination did he gasp in shock.
His voice was filled with suppressed shock and ecstasy: "Battalion Commander, I have some good news to tell you."
"Oh, and there's bad news too."
Liang Yi coughed, and Xu Dong quickly said, "Oh, it's Commander Liang who has some good news and some bad news for you."