Chapter 48: Taking You to Nourish the Crops
Hearing his words, Zhong Chuchu shrank back, somewhat frightened.
The image of Jiang Weiguo beating her to death in her past life kept flashing through her mind.
She was certain that the telegram announcing the marriage was sent by Shen Wanjun, with the aim of preventing her from getting close to Song Zhan.
"I...I didn't, I just..."
"What is it?" Jiang Weiguo questioned.
"Why did you invite Shen Wanjun?" Zhong Chuchu's big eyes were full of confusion.
She had already said she hated Shen Wanjun to death, but her future husband still invited her over.
“She’s still your sister, and your brother-in-law is a battalion commander. With that connection, things will be much easier for us.”
Jiang Weiguo was too lazy to explain further. Women are just stupid; they can't even understand such basic considerations.
Why let even the smallest conflict turn sisters into enemies?
In his opinion, feelings are optional, but relationships are indispensable and should not be neglected.
"Your father was called away by her at the last engagement. What good intentions could she possibly have for coming here today?"
Zhong Chuchu's eyes were brimming with tears; she still harbored resentment over the incident at their last engagement banquet when Jiang Xiangdong was called away.
Upon hearing that the stolen military wife had gone to the market with Shen Wanjun, Zhong Chuchu felt that Shen Wanjun was behind it all.
Shen Wanjun knew that she was getting engaged that day, so she deliberately called her father-in-law away, making her look bad in the village.
Jiang Weiguo was speechless. "The world doesn't revolve around you two sisters. What happened last time was just an accident."
Zhong Chuchu sneered, "You weren't reborn, what do you know?"
Seeing that the two were not on the same page, Zhong Chuchu changed her tune: "Your dad was so drunk that he was called to the police station. It's scary to think about."
"What if something happens on the way, or if he talks nonsense at the police station?"
Zhong Chuchu acted as if she was doing it all for her future father-in-law's good, but Jiang Weiguo just found it laughable.
“My dad is an adult, he knows what he’s doing, you don’t need to worry about him.”
"Also, stop calling me 'your dad,' my dad is your dad too, your dad..."
Jiang Weiguo suddenly thought of Zhong Chuchu's father, Zhong Ming, that traitor who was still locked up in the police station.
Her father can't be his father; he can't have a father like that.
He said, "Hurry up, we're about to do the wedding ceremony. We can talk about anything else tonight."
Jiang Weiguo was afraid that Zhong Chuchu might really not give him face, or might run away at the last minute.
His voice softened a bit as he stuffed a few ten-yuan bills into her hand: "Wife, from now on you'll be in charge of the household, and you'll manage all the money."
Zhong Chuchu clutched the money, secretly telling herself that she would definitely have a good life in this lifetime.
If Jiang Weiguo dares to hit her again, she will fight him to the death.
They've all died once, what does she have to be afraid of?
“Okay, let’s go.” Zhong Chuchu stood up, straightened her clothes, took Jiang Weiguo’s hand, and gave him a gentle smile.
Jiang Weiguo was smug. "You little brat, I can't handle you."
Although the wedding was delayed a bit, the excitement was still undiminished.
Jiang Xiangdong was still drunk today, his face flushed and his neck thick. He insisted on head-to-head with a fellow villager, imitating bullfighting.
Zhong Chuchu felt ashamed. That old man, he can't control his mouth.
Jiang Weiguo retorted, "Look how much my dad can drink."
Political Commissar Hao chuckled and said, "Captain Jiang has a good relationship with the villagers."
Jiang Weiguo: "Of course, my dad is very popular."
Jiang Xiangdong, drunk, raised his glass and approached Gao Xiaoman.
"Comrade Gao, I am truly sorry for what happened last time."
"I'll do it, you can do whatever you want."
Gao Xiaoman rolled her eyes inwardly, but outwardly raised her wine glass and took a small sip.
He turned his head and vomited onto the handkerchief.
She thought no one had seen this scene, but in reality, Political Commissar Hao, with his keen eyes and ears, had already seen through everything.
However, she didn't say anything; Hao Mei's primary task now was to help her sister find a match.
She gave Hao Yan a wink, and Hao Yan got up and followed her.
On behalf of the compound, Political Commissar Hao toasted each of the villagers.
When they reached the last table, Hao Mei said, "I can't drink anymore."
Hao Yan stepped forward at the opportune moment and said, "On behalf of my sister, I would like to offer a toast to everyone."
As everyone laughed and raised their glasses, Hao Yan took the opportunity to glance at a rather inconspicuous young man in the crowd.
She frowned, put down her glass, and left without saying another word.
Shen Wanjun thought Zhong Chuchu would come and cause trouble for her today, but she was eerily quiet the whole time.
She didn't say much at the wedding, just mechanically followed the emcee's instructions and cooperated in various playful and joking activities.
When offering a toast, he simply smiled, pursed his lips, and took a small sip.
Shen Wanjun took a sip of water and handed the kettle to Song Zhan, saying, "If you need to use the restroom, just tell me."
Song Zhan chuckled and said, "Do you carry a chamber pot with you at all times?"
"How could that be?" Shen Wanjun took a bite of her food and said softly, "I can take you to nourish the crops."
The two looked at each other and laughed nonstop.
Song Zhan shook his head indulgently; his wife was just too adorable.
Why isn't this wedding over yet? I really want to go home and hug and kiss my wife.
Seeing them so happy, Gao Xiaoman tilted her head and asked, "What jokes are Comrade Shen and Battalion Commander Song telling? Let us all hear them too."
Dang Xianghong said irritably, "Why should a stranger like you hear what the couple is having to say?"
Shen Wanjun said, "It's all Zhang's fault. If he hadn't come, you wouldn't even have anyone to talk to."
Your husband isn't spending time with you, is that my fault?
Gao Xiaoman said coldly, "Yes, my husband Zhang didn't come. Unlike Battalion Commander Song, he has plenty of time to spend with you."
Shen Wanjun's husband is disabled in both legs, so of course she has to stay by his side and take care of him.
She's even proud of being a "bitter gourd" (a derogatory term for someone who suffers from misery)?
If this had happened to Gao Xiaoman, she would have gotten a divorce long ago.
Who would be as foolish as Shen Wanjun, treating the disabled Song Zhan like a treasure?
Shen Wanjun's eyebrows shot up; she could say she was good, but not her husband.
She puffed out her cheeks and said, "Didn't you want to hear what we two were whispering about? Well, I'll tell you now."
“I told you, you’re still putting on airs even after you’ve arrived at the military compound, expecting people to wait on you hand and foot.”
"You're such a grown-up, why can't you still be without your wet nurse?"
Dang Xianghong stood up to help, but seeing Shen Wanjun's posture, she silently sat down again.
Shen Wanjun was clever; instead of confronting her directly, she changed the subject.
Commissar Hao, whose face was already flushed from drinking, instantly sobered up. "What did you say? Gao Xiaoman's family hired a wet nurse?"
Gao Xiaoman stammered nervously, "No...no, it's my aunt, she...she's just here to take care of me."
Hao Mei's mind wasn't working properly; she just said "oh" and continued eating.
Shen Wanjun asked again, "Where's your aunt? Battalion Commander Zhang isn't with you, and neither is your aunt?"
Gao Xiaoman pouted: "Mind your own business. My aunt had something to do and left first."
After the commotion subsided, the Jiang family home was in complete disarray, both inside and out.
Jiang Xiangdong vomited so badly he was dizzy and disoriented, so Jiang Weiguo took his men to the town hospital that very night.
Zhong Chuchu sat in her room, unsure of what to do.
At this moment, the mother-in-law walked in and scolded, "What are you sitting there like an idiot for? Get up and tidy up the house. This place needs to be cleaned inside and out."
Zhong Chuchu reluctantly picked up the broom and swept it haphazardly a few times.
The mother-in-law had just uttered a few words of scolding when she suddenly slipped and fell to the ground.
She clutched her head and cried out, "You jinx! Get me to the hospital right now!"
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