Chapter 124 What was bound to happen finally happened.
Shen Wanjun only heard about this the next morning.
Dang Xianghong came to chat with her about gossip early in the morning.
“Little Tuanzi is so lucky. She said there were many other people locked up together, but the old man only saved her and that woman surnamed Qian.”
"They only released the man after I told them I gave them a huge box of money."
"Young lady, do you think these people are robbers?"
Dang Xianghong suddenly thought of Liu San and Old Lady Cui, "I reckon Old Lady Cui's family was also robbed by those people."
These robbers did a good deed last time, acting on behalf of Heaven.
This time, the abduction of women and children has really put them in the line of fire; the Public Security Bureau has been focusing its crackdown on this recently.
"Did Little Dumpling tell you what that woman surnamed Qian looks like?" Shen Wanjun asked.
She had a vague feeling that the person might be Qian Shuangshuang.
Dang Xianghong: "It seems they said that the woman was pregnant."
Qian Shuangshuang and Jiang Weiguo have been married for quite a long time, so her pregnancy is quite normal.
But why did the old man save her? And why did he save the little dumpling?
There are so many things I can't figure out.
As soon as Dang Xianghong left, Song Zhan handed a letter to Shen Wanjun.
"This was sent by Juan'er last night."
Shen Wanjun glanced at it and said to Song Zhan, "Let's take some things and go see Xiao Tuanzi."
Song Zhan nodded and packed a basket of the fried sugar cakes he had made.
"Are you willing to give away so much?" Shen Wanjun asked.
Song Zhanke spent the whole morning making this, and he hadn't even been willing to give Dang Xianghong a few extra.
Sugar cakes are made with a lot of sugar and oil, making them a high-end snack. People usually only make them during festivals and holidays.
"Little Dumpling likes to eat sweets."
Song Zhan is quite generous with children.
Feng Xiang was surprised and delighted to see Shen Wanjun: "Come, come, come in quickly."
"You've already come all this way, why did you bring so much food?"
Feng Xiang shoved the basket back, saying, "Battalion Commander Song, you can take it back."
Song Zhan opened the basket, and a sweet aroma wafted out. The little dumpling came running out excitedly.
"Uncle Song, what delicious food did you bring me?"
Song Zhan handed him a sweet cake: "Little dumpling, can I ask you a few questions?"
The little girl nodded, and Song Zhan led her to the next room.
Feng Xiang was a little worried. His daughter had just been rescued by a kind person last night and had a fever all night.
He was just starting to feel better this morning, and he was worried that Song Zhan might ask something inappropriate and frighten the child.
Shen Wanjun comforted him, "My husband loves children, especially little girls. Don't worry, he knows what he's doing."
Feng Xiang seemed a little absent-minded. Shen Wanjun took her hand and whispered, "Don't you have a younger brother named Feng Ji?"
"Does your aunt live in Dalaba Village?"
Feng Xiang didn't hide anything and nodded, saying, "I often hear my younger brother talk about your uncle."
Shen Wanjun curled the corners of her lips. "What did he say about him?"
"Very resourceful, a good person."
Shen Wanjun smiled without saying a word. Her uncle had become much more well-behaved since coming to the Northwest, and his reputation had improved as well.
Her uncle arranged for someone to take care of Song Juan, which surprised her somewhat.
After returning from Feng Xiang's house, Song Zhan sat in the living room in a daze for a long time.
"Honey, I want to go and save those children and women."
Shen Wanjun asked, "Do you have a lead? Do you know where they are?"
Song Zhan nodded. The little dumpling's description wasn't very clear, but he deduced a location.
That area is a no-man's land, with no one to manage it, and its treacherous terrain makes it ideal for Tibetans.
Knowing she couldn't stop him, Shen Wanjun said, "I'll have my uncle help you, you can go together."
With their uncle around, the two of them had someone to help them.
Song Zhan agreed.
As the two were talking, Political Commissar Hao and Liang Yi brought Xu Dong to their door.
Shen Wanjun thought to herself, "It's all over, it's all over. What was bound to happen has finally happened."
Hao Mei was somewhat surprised to see Song Zhan stand up and move around freely.
"Battalion Commander Song, your leg is completely healed?"
Song Zhan didn't reply, but instead asked, "Political Commissar Hao, what brings you here?"
Hao Mei said with some difficulty, "Battalion Commander Song, I'm really sorry, this is a decision made by the higher-ups, and there's nothing I can do about it."
She handed Song Zhan a red-headed document titled "Order for the Transfer of Cadres".
Song Zhan calmly opened it for Shen Wanjun to see; the black text was large and glaring.
"Due to poor health, after organizational review, Comrade Song Zhan has been transferred to serve as the chief of staff of the regimental commander..."
After Liang Yi and Song Zhan finished talking in the study, they handed him a fountain pen, a thick notebook, and a certificate for disabled veterans.
"Comrade Song Zhan, no matter what, the organization will not treat you unfairly."
Disabled veterans receive a fixed monthly allowance.
Hao Mei brought a pound of white sugar and a can of malted milk powder when she visited today.
"Wherever I go, I'm contributing to the country. If you encounter any difficulties in your life in the future, just come to me."
Song Zhan returned the disability certificate to her, saying, "I don't need this. Give the subsidy to the comrades who need it."
Before Hao Mei could say anything more, Song Zhan interrupted her, asking, "How much longer can we live in this house?"
"Two weeks."
Song Zhan's expression remained unchanged. After seeing the three off, he hugged Shen Wanjun and said, "Wife, you're going to suffer with me again."
"Don't think about these things for now."
Shen Wanjun said, "Saving lives is the priority. I'll make a call and have my uncle come pick you up in a bit."
That evening, when Huang Ya returned home and learned about this, he slammed his hand on the table and stood up, saying, "I'll take you to the provincial hospital for a checkup tomorrow."
Song Zhan's leg has healed; now all that's missing is a certificate.
With this proof, he could continue to be his battalion commander.
"Has the approval been granted?" Shen Wanjun asked.
“No, but that’s not important,” Huang Ya said.
Song Zhan: "We'll talk about it when I get back."
Where are you going?
Song Zhan refused to speak, and Huang Yaqi said angrily, "When Juan'er left, she told me to keep a close eye on you."
Only one day has passed, and Song Zhan has been reassigned, and he can no longer keep his house.
Now he goes out late at night, leaving Shen Wanjun to fend for herself.
Huang Ya moved a chair over and sat by the door: "If you don't tell me, you're not allowed to go anywhere tonight."
"Get out of my way, it's none of your business."
"I'm going to take charge."
The two started fighting over a disagreement, and Shen Wanjun, with a headache, shouted, "Shut up, both of you!"
"Huang Ya, get out of the way. Song Zhan is going to rescue the abducted women and children."
Huang Ya was stunned for a moment before asking Song Zhan, "Do you know where they are?"
"I know the general outline," Song Zhan replied truthfully.
"You only know the general outline, and you're just going to abandon your wife?"
Huang Ya felt that Song Zhan had lost his mind. As a battalion commander, didn't he know that battles required advance planning and that one should not fight unprepared battles?
The idea of saving people was indeed a last-minute decision by Song Zhan.
He hadn't had high hopes when he tried to chat with the little boy, but to his surprise, the boy actually managed to extract a crucial clue.
Now, as a soldier, he cannot stand by and watch someone die.
Time was of the essence, and Song Zhan didn't want to explain anything further.
A carrier pigeon flew into the house; Shen Kun had already arrived.
"Dr. Huang, could you please take care of my wife for me?"
After Song Zhan finished speaking, he was about to leave when Huang Ya grabbed him, saying, "I'll go with you."
The two men were both incredibly stubborn, neither willing to back down.
Shen Wanjun took out two boxes from her spatial storage and handed them to them.
"Don't ask me where the things inside came from. I didn't steal or rob them. I got them through legitimate channels."
"Okay, you can go now. I can take care of myself."
Song Zhan took the box without asking any questions, and the two walked into the darkness without hesitation.
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