Throughout the rumor incident, Sister He, along with Sisters Tian, Cheng, and Song, consistently defended Song Yan. Song Yan was also willing to associate with them.
Deputy Commander Wang and his group have essentially eaten two meals off me! Even though they took the food, I'm worried they might bring more. If I insist on refusing, it might not be a good idea.
Song Yan thought she should make something to give them. She found a fellow villager who sold bamboo strips and asked if he could buy some fired jars. The villager actually knew of a kiln that sold them. He brought over a sample, about the capacity of eight jin (approximately 4 kg) of water, for two mao (0.2 yuan) each. However, they didn't deliver. Song Yan offered two mao san (0.23 yuan), and the villager helped deliver them; she wanted 20.
The fellow villager acted swiftly and immediately delivered 20 jars.
Sister He went to the city today, and Song Yan asked her to buy a few pounds of salt.
Song Yan then began preparations for pickling vegetables.
Scrub the jar clean, scald it with boiling water, and then drain and let it air dry.
Song Yan was busy working alone when the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang. Song Yan looked up and saw Wang Cuixiang. Her face was bruised and swollen, but she still held her head high.
"I've come to apologize to you," Wang Cuixiang said huffily.
"Get out!" Song Yan felt an itch to get his hands on the ground.
"Oh my god! How can you bully people like this? I've already said nice things and apologized, but you still won't let it go!" Wang Cuixiang sat on the ground kicking her legs and throwing a tantrum.
Hearing the noise, Wei Aiguo pushed his wheelchair to the doorway. There was a threshold, so his wheelchair couldn't get out.
Song Yan came back and pushed him into the house. "Go inside! There are some things you shouldn't see. If you do see them, will you stop them or not? Right?"
Wang Cuixiang's crying drew a large crowd from the neighborhood. However, none of them approached her. How many people came to the Wei family yesterday? They were all high-ranking officials! And Wang Cuixiang still dared to cause trouble.
While everyone was having their own ideas, Song Yan pulled a bamboo stick out of the house.
"You, now, go out of my yard." Wang Cuixiang sat inside the gate and entered Song Yan's yard.
"This isn't your yard! You're bullying us! Everyone, come and see!" Wang Cuixiang yelled. Song Yan could tell that this shameless woman was just trying to disgust people.
"I'll count to three. You'd better behave. Don't upset me, or you'll regret it."
one! "
"Look at her, she's clearly staying in our group's accommodation. And she's still so arrogant."
"two!"
"What can you do about it? Are you just relying on the fact that all the handsome men are on your side?"
Three! I've already counted to three. If you don't leave, then you've asked for it.
"He's just someone who relies on his looks... ah!"
After saying that, Song Yan grabbed Wang Cuixiang by the hair and dragged her out.
"Clang!" Song Yan closed the door.
Wang Cuixiang wanted to throw a tantrum and take the opportunity to fight with Song Yan.
Conflicts between military families sometimes escalate to physical violence. At most, they get a reprimand. What can the military really do to their families?
Song Yan looked thin and weak; he definitely didn't have much strength. Wang Cuixiang was planning to beat Song Yan up.
She was beaten by her own man, so why was Song Yan left unscathed? She was resentful.
Over the years, Wang Cuixiang has taken advantage of this kind of ruthless and unscrupulous behavior to gain a lot of benefits.
Wang Cuixiang sat on the ground, and she actually reached out to grab Song Yan's pants. Song Yan lashed out with a bamboo stick, striking Wang Cuixiang's hand, and she pulled her hand back in pain.
Song Yan saw it clearly. It was just him today; if it were any other woman, she would definitely have fallen for her trick.
A woman whose pants have been pulled down—how can she ever face anyone in this day and age? Absolutely not!
"I'm too lazy to bother with you, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Song Yan cracked her little bamboo stick.
"Everyone, take a good look at this person. Don't offend her, or she might scheme against you. She just reached out and tried to pull down my pants. Luckily, I was quick enough, otherwise, how could I face anyone?"
"You think you can get away unscathed after all this scheming? No way!"
The sound of a small bamboo stick striking your body is painful just to hear.
Mrs. Song from next door was standing here just now, and she really saw Wang Cuixiang's hand reach for Song Yan. Song Yan's words just now reminded her. Wang Cuixiang was sitting on the ground, and the way she reached out and the height of her hand were definitely not aimed at his pants.
Good heavens, that's so unethical.
The women present, like Sister-in-law Song, only realized what was happening after a while.
"That's so despicable, I'd rather beat him to death than not be enough."
"She's still throwing a tantrum here, making the families of the soldiers in the Second Regiment so ashamed they can't even hold their heads up high."...
More and more people gathered to watch the spectacle, including He Dajun.
"Dajun, go to the military camp to find your father and Deputy Regiment Commander Xing." He Dajun nodded repeatedly and ran off.
When the two regiments fight, they always side with their own people. But if outsiders come, they always side with the enemy.
Wang Cuixiang was the only one who got beaten. The military families were all just watching the show, and no one pleaded for her, let alone tried to break up the fight.
Wang Cuixiang initially tried to use underhanded tactics, but when that failed, she decided to resort to physical violence. However, she then realized that she had no chance to fight back; she could only take the beating. She didn't even have a chance to stand up.
"Help! They're going to kill me!"
"Help!"
Later, Wang Cuixiang was beaten until she curled up in a ball.
"Stop hitting me, please stop!" It hurt so much, Wang Cuixiang had no choice but to beg for mercy.
Song Yan stopped. "Tell me, what wrong things have you done all these years?"
"I don't…"
Song Yan's small bamboo stick began to twitch rhythmically again.
"Isn't it enough that I kowtow to you?"
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