As soon as Sister He got home, she started complaining. "What kind of person is she? Shameless! If Song Yan hadn't been quick to grab the basket, she could have reached in and grabbed it."
My son was helping out just fine, and then she went up and tried to snatch it away. What if it spills? If it spills, it'll be my son's fault.
She treated Song Yan like an easy target, but I could tell she wasn't someone to be trifled with.
"She didn't even go inside yesterday. People were bothering her, didn't she realize that? Do you know how disgusting she was stirring things up today?" Sister He told her about the garden.
"Let me tell you, if you don't get Deputy Regiment Commander Xing to keep an eye on her, you'll be embarrassed later."
Xiao Wei isn't part of our group, do you think his wife will put up with her?
Old He was speechless. She could tell her wife to be more accommodating, but could she expect someone else's wife to do the same?
Old He was also very unhappy. Wang Cuixiang had been quite dishonest about the garden issue. He said impatiently, "I know!"
Deputy Regiment Commander Xing lost face and went home in a rage. "How could you take someone else's lunchbox when your hands were so dirty?"
Wang Cuixiang didn't take it seriously. "There's still the lunchbox in between, isn't there? I didn't even reach for it. What's she pretending for, acting like a capitalist's daughter!" Wang Cuixiang had now realized that the other person was complaining about her being dirty. "I was so kind, but I was completely ungrateful. People look down on me, and not only do you not stand up for me, you come back and yell at me. Why? Because you're incompetent!"
Deputy Regiment Commander Xing felt his wife wasn't entirely wrong. "Since she doesn't know what's good for her, you should stay away from her in the future. Why make things so ugly like that!"
“I’m angry too. He’s living in our unit, so why should he only be grateful to Commander He and ignore us? If the Commander’s wife had gone to get the lunchbox today, she wouldn’t have said a word even if her hands were soiled,” Wang Cuixiang muttered.
That's why having a good wife is so important. Wang Cuihong's comment makes it seem like Song Yan is being pretentious! And... "Don't talk nonsense, you know I'm just a deputy."
"It's all because Commander He is good at currying favor. When the old commander was demobilized, it should have been you, the deputy commander, who was promoted to commander. It's just that Old He must have sucked up to someone else to get him transferred here from somewhere else." Wang Cuixiang complained, feeling very uncomfortable with Deputy Commander Xing.
Deputy Regiment Commander Xing felt even more suffocated.
In the afternoon, Commander He subtly mentioned that Xiao Wei's wife was a sent-down youth, a city girl, unlike their own rural women. Besides, she wouldn't be staying long, so it wouldn't be good to make things awkward.
Deputy Regiment Commander Xing said, "I know. I told my wife not to be so shameless and clingy. He lives in our regiment, and we're not asking him for anything. There's no need to go out of our way to please him."
Even if the regimental commander is reinstated, you won't be able to become the commander, let alone the deputy commander. I must have been really just idly reminding him.
This was the first time Lao He had this idea.
Since Old Xing couldn't see that Commander Zhao had personally delivered it, why should he say anything more...?
When He Dajun got home, he told his sister-in-law that Aunt Wei was stewing chicken today and asked him to come and get it. He said if he didn't go, she would bring it to him.
Sister-in-law He knew that Song Yan was sincere. She knew she was eating vegetables she had grown herself, how could she forget such a favor? Besides, her son had spent the whole morning with Xiao Wei.
Sister He packed a lot of dried mushrooms from her house and went out.
He Dajun saw this and said, "Mom, I want to go too. Uncle Wei explains the problems really well."
The primary school here is run by a few somewhat educated military dependents, not professional teachers. Their educational levels are limited, and there aren't many students. Needless to say, the teaching quality is questionable.
Wei Aiguo has no problem teaching a primary school student.
Song Yan watched as the mother and son arrived one after the other.
"I'm here to take advantage of you. These are mushrooms I picked a few days ago and just dried. I think dried mushrooms taste better with chicken than fresh mushrooms," said Sister He frankly.
"Okay, I'll use your mushrooms." Song Yan threw the mushrooms into the water to soak.
"Sister-in-law, do you know how to kill a chicken? This is the job I dread the most." Song Yan really didn't want to kill a chicken.
Sister-in-law He was a quick and efficient person, so Song Yan simply told her to kill the chicken that Xiang Zhoushan had brought along. Sister-in-law He hesitated, wondering if they should eat it all at once.
Song Yan: Stewing it all at once saves trouble. Besides, one isn't enough!
He Dajun waited at Wei Ai's house for the stewed chicken to be ready so he could take it back. Song Yan added a little spring water, making the chicken smell incredibly delicious. Dajun kept swallowing his saliva…
Commander He looked at the small pot of mushroom and chicken stew on the table. He already knew what had happened. "Little Wei's wife isn't stingy, but it has to be something the other person is willing to give it to!"...
Wei Aiguo had no intention of making things difficult for anyone, especially since it was Shen Dongqi who had come.
Shen Dongqi drove over and brought some fruit. Shen Dongqi said he bought it, so Wei Aiguo accepted it.
Shen Dongqi: "My uncle and his family want to come see you, but they're afraid of troubling you. They'd like to invite you to dinner in a few days. I'll pick you up then!"
That's the truth. The chief of staff and the deputy commander of the army were all there. What would people say if they saw that?
The fewer people who know about the trouble the children cause, the better.
Wei Aiguo nodded in agreement. However, he instructed Song Yan not to rush back before going, and to buy a pair of leather shoes in the city. Among the clothes General Shen had given her was a skirt. Song Yan always wore cloth shoes; a skirt wouldn't look good on her.
Fang Jinghua tempted his wife with skirts and leather shoes. Didn't they think they could afford them? Besides, his wife would look prettier than others in a skirt.
"Okay!" Song Yan agreed. That dress is quite nice; a pair of leather shoes would go perfectly with it…
The matter was settled amicably, and the police station was well aware of this. They simply listened to Song Yan say a few words and then released him.
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