Chapter 29 Some people can't have the grapes

Shen Wanjun's self-reflection left Hao Mei speechless.

Is Shen Wanjun unable to understand human speech, or is she pretending to be stupid?

That's not what she meant at all.

Dang Xianghong laughed and said, "Once we're in the compound, we're all family. It's just a matter of family helping each other out. Old Li and I are happy to do it."

Old Li chimed in at the opportune moment: "Hmm."

Hao Mei rubbed her temples and asked Song Zhan, "Battalion Commander Song, I heard that your wife has been mistreating you in the hospital, not letting you eat or go to the toilet."

Now she's even tied you up, this is absolutely outrageous!

"You have to tell me the truth, what's wrong with you..."

"Political Commissar Hao, things aren't as you think."

Song Zhan interrupted her: "My wife did not mistreat me. It's all fabricated and pure rumors."

I suggest you investigate thoroughly before coming to accuse me. Don't jump to conclusions based on just a few words.

Song Zhan's words were very blunt, directly questioning Hao Mei's work ability.

Shen Wanjun broke out in a cold sweat. "Song Zhan, if you can't speak properly, you'd better not say anything."

Is the political commissar someone you can afford to offend?

"Political Commissar Hao, I... Song Zhan didn't mean that."

"That's exactly what I meant." Song Zhan didn't give anyone face, which made Shen Wanjun frown.

You blockhead, when you try to speak, you can't even manage a fart.

When you're told not to talk, you just keep talking and you can't be stopped.

This was the first time in Hao's career that he had encountered a tough opponent like Song Zhan.

In the past, she was the one who criticized others, and they would obediently listen. But today, she's the one being criticized.

Hao Mei took a deep breath and took out a letter: "Battalion Commander Song, I received a report from the public saying that you and Shen Wanjun have divorced."

“Shen Wanjun, it is inappropriate for you to live here in your current status. You have three days to move out.”

Dang Xianghong was shocked. They really got divorced? Wasn't it just a fuss?

Old Li quietly pulled Dang Xianghong aside and gestured with his eyes for her to be quiet and not to interfere.

Having illicit sexual relationships is a very serious crime.

If this is true, Shen Wanjun being driven away is a minor matter; Song Zhan might be affected as a result.

Not only is there no hope for future promotion, but there is even a possibility of being demoted.

Shen Wanjun frowned and asked, "Reported? Who reported it? Why would we get a divorce when we're doing so well?"

Song Zhan said directly to Lao Li, "Lao Li, could you bring me the bag on the top shelf of the cabinet?"

Old Li originally intended to take the opportunity to slip away with Dang Xianghong, rather than get caught in this flood.

Suddenly called to a stop, he turned around and smiled awkwardly, "Okay, sure."

"I'll do it." Dang Xianghong took a few steps to get the bag and handed it to Song Zhan.

Song Zhan pulled out two marriage certificates with red backgrounds and black characters, which read "Diligence and thrift, changing customs and habits" in large characters.

Opening the marriage certificate, one finds both handwritten and printed information, complete with official seals.

Song Zhan handed the marriage certificate to Hao Mei without saying a single extra word.

Shen Wanjun smoothed things over, saying, "Political Commissar Hao, you misunderstood. Song Zhan and I had a small misunderstanding before. Couples inevitably have their arguments, don't you think?"

Hao Mei regained some face and nodded, saying, "Then it seems I was wrong. Since you're not divorced, then... just live your lives well."

Hao Mei left with a grim expression, and Dang Xianghong immediately went up to her and asked, "Sister, who are you calling a busybody who writes these false accusations?"

Shen Wanjun smiled faintly and said, "Perhaps some people can't have the grapes, and they don't want me to have them either."

Song Zhan looked up at her: I...I'm Grape?!

"Who is it? What grapes are you eating?" Dang Xianghong didn't understand.

Old Li: "Let's go, let's go, let's go home quickly."

What are you asking about?

Dang Xianghong was reluctantly dragged home.

Song Zhan was also curious and asked Shen Wanjun, "Do you know who wrote the whistleblower letter?"

"How do you know I know?" Shen Wanjun retorted.

The person who wrote the letter was none other than Zhong Chuchu.

It was Zhong Chuchu who had been instigating her divorce from Song Zhan.

Now, she has come to join the army and continue the life of the female lead.

Zhong Chuchu, unable to marry Song Zhan and even tricked into going to the countryside, was naturally unwilling to accept this.

Given Zhong Chuchu's personality, she wouldn't be herself if she didn't cause trouble.

"Judging from your expression, you seem very confident," Song Zhan said.

"Not bad, you've even used idioms. I'll teach you to read and write another day, and you're not allowed to slack off."

Song Zhan was exasperated. He asked a couple more questions, like why he had to start studying.

He'd gladly defuse a bomb with his bare hands, but writing makes him want to die.

"Can we not write it?" Song Zhan pleaded.

"No." Shen Wanjun's attitude was firm, and she remained unmoved even when the handsome man tried to show weakness.

Meanwhile, Hao Mei returned home, looked at the letter of complaint in her hand, and threw it directly into the trash can.

He touched his chest, relieved that he hadn't made any major mistakes.

Song Zhan's face was frighteningly dark.

Still shaken, Hao Mei called her younger sister, Hao Yan, over: "I'm asking you, were all those things you told me true?"

Hao Yan pretended not to understand and asked, "What did you say?"

"It's what you said this morning, that Song Zhan's wife mistreats him, not giving him food, water, or toilet access."

Hao Yan's eyes darted away. "I've heard everyone say that, but who knows if it's true or not?"

It's just a bit of gossip, why are you so nervous, sister?

They made it seem like she had committed some serious mistake, and even called her into their room for a private reprimand.

"You tell me without knowing if it's true or not? You swore it was true back then!" Hao Mei was furious. "Have you forgotten what you said?"

Hao Yan pouted, "Sister, why are you being so mean to me? Does it really matter whether it's true or false?"

Hao Mei was speechless. Thinking of Song Zhan's words, she plopped down in a chair and remained silent for a long time.

She was careless; she actually believed her sister's nonsense and went to Song Zhan's house to question him without any evidence.

In retrospect, Song Zhan didn't pursue her mistake and only said a few words to her, which was already giving her enough face.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore," Hao Mei said.

Hao Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to walk out when she heard Hao Mei change the subject.

"Song Zhan is not divorced. Don't mention your blind date with him again."

Hao Yan rolled her eyes. "Who cares about going on a blind date with him? I have plenty of suitors."

When Song Zhan and Shen Wanjun were going through the worst of their divorce, Hao Mei had subtly mentioned Hao Yan to Song Zhan.

At that time, Hao Yan was very satisfied with Song Zhan, and she didn't mind that he was a second-time husband.

Hao Mei sighed. It seemed that her younger sister probably didn't think much of Song Zhan anymore, given his leg condition.

Although Hao Yan came from the countryside, she was hardworking and had a good reputation in the compound.

And because her sister was a political commissar and her brother-in-law was a regimental commander, she did have quite a few suitors.

Hao Mei said earnestly, "Your leave to visit your family is almost over, so hurry up. There are so many good comrades here, if you take a fancy to any of them, I'll put in a good word for you."

Hao Yan said impatiently, "I know, I know."

On the third day after arriving at the compound, Shen Wanjun finally finished knitting one cuff of her sweater.

She learns to cook and knit during the day, and makes soup at night.

She makes soup very simply; she just puts in the ingredients and adds spring water.

The ingredients are just a formality; the spring water is the key.

That day, a man who seemed both familiar and unfamiliar knocked on the door and said, "Is this Comrade Shen Wanjun? There's a letter for you!"

Shen Wanjun politely thanked her, saying, "Thank you."

The man stood at the gate of the courtyard, rubbed his hands together, and instead of leaving, he peeked inside.

"Does your sister... Zhong Chuchu live here too? Everything for my wedding is ready, but I haven't seen her."