Chapter 146 The elderly couple were completely at the beck and call of the young couple.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhan replied, "Don't worry."

He wouldn't let his parents come over and cause trouble for his wife, nor did he ever think of bringing them over.

I only need to go back to my hometown once a year for the Lunar New Year.

After conveying the good news and the bad news, Liang Yi patted Song Zhan on the shoulder and said, "Commander Song, do a good job!"

He reached out to shake hands with him, and from then on, he was no longer Song Zhan's superior.

Seeing his subordinate become his peer, Liang Yi's first thought was to build a good relationship with him.

Song Zhan said awkwardly, "Commander Liang, I don't have my hands free."

Liang Yi then realized that Song Zhan was talking to them while carrying two pigs on his back.

"Do you need...my help?"

Liang Yi was just asking casually and didn't really intend to help.

Let alone two pigs, he might not even be able to lift a piglet.

He's too old to compare with young people like Song Zhan.

However, Song Zhan was an honest person, and when he heard that he wanted to help, he immediately agreed.

He said directly to Huang Ya, "Give Commander Liang a hand and a pig."

Huang Ya smiled and said to Liang Yi, "Come on."

The sow landed on Liang Yi's shoulder, almost causing him to lose his balance.

Xu Dong: "How about I do it?"

Liang Yi: "No need."

Hao Mei asked, "Are you sure you can do it?"

“Sure, why not!” Liang Yi retorted stubbornly.

"What kind of wife talks about her husband's shortcomings in public?" He glared at Hao Mei, annoyed.

Hao Mei shut up sullenly, watching Liang Yi's trembling back as he left.

She was both angry and amused. What a stubborn old man!

He's just putting on airs, so she'll just have to suffer it; she can't be bothered to care.

Hao Mei turned to Shen Wanjun and said, "Comrade Shen, have you finished packing? Do you want me to help you move them over?"

Shen Wanjun wanted to say no, but none of the men in her family were home.

She really needs help.

"OK."

Hao Mei was taken aback. She had only said it casually, but Shen Wanjun had actually asked her for help.

Given her past behavior, shouldn't she have refused?

Hao Mei hadn't expected Shen Wanjun to be so honest.

The elderly couple were completely at the mercy of the young couple.

Liang Yi, carrying the pig, was already panting heavily and drenched in sweat before he even reached the cooking squad.

Seeing this, Huang Ya said, "Commander Liang, this pig that just died can't actually be carried on your back; it needs two people to lift it."

"Why?" Liang Yi suspected that Huang Ya was talking nonsense, just to prevent him from carrying the pig.

Who do you think you are! Humph!

Liang Yi felt a little angry inside.

When Huang Ya starts talking nonsense, no one can tell that he's talking nonsense.

"The pig has just died, and the blood is flowing backward, which affects the quality of the pork."

"You wouldn't want the pork you're about to eat to turn out smelly and unpalatable, would you?"

Despite the nonsense and a little intimidation, Liang Yi actually listened.

"Then what should we do?"

Xu Dong then chimed in, "Then we'll carry them, two people carrying one."

Song Zhan wanted to say no, he could handle both by himself.

But the three insisted on carrying it, so he had no choice but to agree.

The four arrived at the mess hall, where the mess hall leader, Gong Liang, had been waiting for them for a long time.

I'd heard that two wild boars were being delivered, but I'd been waiting and waiting and they hadn't arrived yet.

He thought Song Zhan was bold enough to try and take both pigs for himself.

Upon seeing the four men, he greeted them warmly: "Oh, thank you all for your hard work, Battalion Commander Song and Doctor Huang, you are truly brave and valiant."

"Everyone in our compound has benefited from this; the pigs can be left here."

Gong Liang arranged for four strong men to carry the wild boar away to process it, while he himself went to ask the leaders how the meat should be distributed.

Soon, instructions came from above—make it into a communal meal and eat it together.

Gong Liang was not surprised by the result. No matter how much or how little meat is divided, or which part it is divided into, there will always be people who are dissatisfied.

Why not eat together from the same pot? It would be so much better, with everyone having a lively and fun time.

Gong Liang wrapped the tenderloin, hind leg meat, and other cuts in oiled paper and delivered them to the homes of several leaders.

The principle of prioritizing leadership applies everywhere.

Then, they sent Song Zhan and Huang Ya a pig's head, a rack of spare ribs, a large piece of pork belly, two pig hearts, and a pig liver.

They brought the meat back, so naturally they got a bigger share than the others.

Gong Liang also specially gave two jin (1 kg) to Grandma Tie.

In the evening, two large pots were set up in the courtyard, and everyone gathered around to work, creating a lively scene.

Meanwhile, Shen Wanjun's family was busy moving.

Before the meat was cooked, Dang Xianghong led a group of military wives to help.

Zhang Kuan helped many young soldiers move large items.

Song Zhan was promoted, and he benefited from it as well.

He was promoted directly from battalion-level communications officer to regimental-level communications officer, and his salary and subsidies doubled.

Old Li and Zhang Guoqing came to congratulate Song Zhan immediately.

Old Li: "You've made it big now. Young people are amazing, the younger generation is truly formidable."

Old Li had just been promoted to battalion commander a while ago, and before he could even celebrate for two days, Song Zhan unexpectedly became a regimental commander.

However, he is an optimistic and easygoing person and doesn't care too much about these things.

The most frustrated person was Zhang Guoqing. His situation was similar to Song Zhan's, but he didn't have the same good luck.

Both Shen Wanjun and Gao Xiaoman are daughters of wealthy families, but Shen Wanjun has a good temper and personality, and she has never been seen arguing with Song Zhan.

He even taught himself acupuncture and massage, and managed to help a paralyzed person stand up again.

On the other hand, his wife, Gao Xiaoman, had a bad temper and an eccentric personality; she was always either picking a fight or getting angry.

They would either try to find some secret formula for having a son, which left Zhang Guoqing speechless, but he had no choice but to put up with it.

He didn't want to dwell on his wife's pregnancy and could only process his negative emotions on his own.

Things were a mess at home, and he made a lot of small mistakes at work.

Now, Song Zhan, who was originally at the same level as him, has suddenly become a regimental commander.

Zhang Guoqing was furious that his peer had become his superior.

He said with a forced smile, "Commander Song, you're in luck."

Song Zhan wasn't angry at all; instead, he nodded and said, "That's really true."

Since his wife came to live with him in the military, good fortune has always been with him.

My leg healed, and I even made a great contribution.

Song Zhan said to Old Li, "Battalion Commander Li, come to my house for dinner tomorrow. Regiment Commander Liang will also come."

If it weren't for Old Li and Liang Yi rushing to his aid in time, he might not have been able to come back.

Zhang Guoqing was furious. Song Zhan hadn't even invited him. Who did he think he was?

He looked at Old Li and said meaningfully, "Old Li, you also contributed, so why weren't you rewarded?"

Old Li shrugged: "Commander Liang didn't get a reward either."

"We're at best support. How can we be treated the same as someone like Song Zhan who charged into battle and risked his life to return?"

If that's the case, everyone will have to go to the support role, and who will be willing to rush to the front lines?

Hearing a few conversations, Shen Wanjun took the initiative to say, "Battalion Commander Zhang, come over for dinner tomorrow night."

She didn't want Song Zhan to offend her subordinates as soon as he took office.

She didn't want to invite Gao Xiaoman to dinner, but Zhang Guoqing couldn't refuse.

Zhang Guoqing's expression finally softened: "Okay."

He glanced at Shen Wanjun a few more times; indeed, behind every successful man, there is a formidable woman.

But behind him was only a stupid woman who only knew how to cause trouble for himself.

Comparisons are odious, and Zhang Guoqing returned home feeling depressed.

Seeing Gao Xiaoman holding the yellow talisman in her hand, looking at it carefully.

He asked irritably, "What kind of junk is that?"

When Gao Xiaoman saw him return, she quickly stuffed the yellow talisman into her pocket.

Why didn't you knock when you got home?

Wong Tai Sin said that this thing should not be known to others.

"Why should I knock on the door when I'm going back to my own home? What kind of logic is that?"

Zhang Guoqing said, looking exhausted, "Political Commissar Hao contacted me yesterday."

Gao Xiaoman's eyes lit up: "You're getting a promotion?"

Zhang Guoqing sneered: "I'd like to, but you always hold me back."

How did I hold you back?

"Political Commissar Hao said, 'You are engaging in feudal superstition.'"

"Bullshit, what evidence does she have?"

"Hao Yan saw it with her own eyes."

Zhang Guoqing snatched the yellow talisman and held it up in his hand: "This is the piece of junk."