Chapter 63 My sister-in-law is still the most charming.
Seeing that she was being sarcastic from the start, Song Juan stood in front of Shen Wanjun and said, "Who are you? Who's your sister?"
My sister-in-law is an only child, so where would she get a younger sister?
If it were before, if anyone dared to talk to her like that, Zhong Chuchu would have slapped them across the face long ago.
But now, she gets breathless just from saying a few words and has no energy left to swagger at Song Juan.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Juan thought she was feeling guilty: "Get out of the way, a good dog doesn't block the way."
The doctor was helpless with Song Zhan's illness. Song Juan was feeling unwell when she happened to see Zhong Chuchu shamelessly trying to get closer to Shen Wanjun.
She pushed her away impatiently and pulled Shen Wanjun, saying, "Sister-in-law, let's go. Don't pay any attention to her. I think she's a madwoman who bites anyone she sees."
Song Zhan, in his wheelchair, didn't even glance at Zhong Chuchu.
Zhong Chuchu was overcome with grief. She had done so much for Song Zhan, yet he was so heartless.
"Song Zhan, you've ruined me."
Shen Wanjun interrupted her: "You chose this path yourself, and you blame others for your fall? You really have no shame."
Song Zhan turned around and squinted at the silent Jiang Weiguo: "Comrade Jiang, is she your lover?"
Jiang Weiguo nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes, Battalion Commander Song, I'm so sorry, she fell off the roof and damaged her brain."
As he spoke, he pulled Zhong Chuchu forward. Zhong Chuchu tried to resist, but Jiang Weiguo slapped her across the face, and the world immediately became quiet.
Zhong Chuchu huddled up, not daring to say anything more.
Nobody knew that she hadn't fallen off the bed; she had been beaten like this.
She's not a monkey, why would she climb onto the roof for no reason?
Zhong Chuchu thought that her reborn self could control Jiang Weiguo, but she didn't expect him to be so incorrigible.
In order to obtain the Zhong family's assets that Shen Wanjun had already taken away, Jiang Weiguo tormented Zhong Chuchu whenever he had the chance.
A few days ago, the two got into a fight, and Zhong Chuchu was beaten unconscious. Jiang Xiangdong had no choice but to use his connections to arrange for her to come here for medical treatment.
Fortunately, Zhong Chuchu survived after being rescued.
Jiang Weiguo, pulling Zhong Chuchu along, bowed and scraped as he apologized to Song Zhan and Shen Wanjun before quickly leaving.
Huang Ya took a bite of the melon; the female comrade seemed to have a crush on Battalion Commander Song.
She's already married, but she's still thinking about Battalion Commander Song.
"Sister-in-law, aren't you angry?" he asked curiously.
Any normal person would be furious if they knew their husband was being pursued by another woman.
But Shen Wanjun chatted and laughed with Song Zhan, completely disregarding Zhong Chuchu.
Song Juan also came over, wanting to hear the gossip, so Shen Wanjun briefly recounted the grudges between Zhong Chuchu and herself.
“She is my stepsister, and we have severed ties. She has always been jealous of my success since we were little, and she always tries to take what is mine.”
She then replied to Huang Ya, "If people are eyeing the meat buns, it's not because the meat buns are too delicious, is it?"
Song Zhan: ...
So, in her heart, he was just a pushover?
“My husband is innocent. There’s nothing wrong between them. Why am I angry?”
Song Zhan: Meat buns are fine, at least they taste good and my wife loves them.
Huang Ya and Song Juan exchanged a glance; they'd gotten some gossip today.
Song Juan: "My brother is quite charming."
First there was Bai Lu, and now another one is coming.
Huang Ya: "If we're talking about charm, your sister-in-law is more charming."
Song Zhan's face darkened. "What do you mean by this? You've got your eye on my wife?"
Shen Wanjun frowned slightly. "Dr. Huang, please watch your words."
The young couple didn't look too good, but the naive and innocent Song Juan was still eagerly waiting for Huang Ya to continue.
Huang Ya felt a bit pressured, but he changed the subject and said, "Who doesn't know that Comrade Shen is a hero in our compound?"
"Special W is so cunning, yet he was still caught by Comrade Shen."
He didn't dare say that ever since Shen Wanjun first came to the hospital, many patients and medical staff had been asking about her.
The man asked her if she had a boyfriend, and the woman wanted to introduce him to someone.
She is a frequent topic of conversation between men and women.
"My brother and sister-in-law are both amazing." Song Juan said with a proud look. Her brother was a battalion commander and her sister-in-law was a hero. She was so proud.
The way she looked at Huang Ya seemed to say: Dr. Huang, do you have such a powerful brother and sister-in-law?
You don't have it, hehe, but I do!
After completing the discharge procedures, Song Zhan and his group found a guesthouse outside.
"Stay for one night, we'll leave early tomorrow morning." Huang Ya handed the keys to the group.
"Would you like to go out for a walk? I'll lead the way."
"Okay." Shen Wanjun wrapped Song Zhan in even thicker clothes and pushed him out the door.
The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier when Song Juan suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, are we going to be stranded on the way back?"
"We'll definitely get back; the driver will figure something out," Huang Ya said.
Song Juan felt uneasy and muttered, "I was supposed to go back and get the honeycomb briquettes today, but there aren't many left at home."
In the military compound, each household received a limited supply of honeycomb briquettes based on the rank of the men in the household.
Shen Wanjun thought for a moment and said, "Let's go see if there's anything for sale nearby."
The weather is getting colder and colder, and it's even snowing now, so honeycomb briquettes will only become more scarce in the future.
If it weren't for the fact that doing business in this era would be considered speculation, she would have wanted to wholesale honeycomb briquettes and sell them.
Rural people don't need this; they burn wheat straw and wood.
But it's a hot commodity in the city, with huge market demand.
“If you want to buy, I know a place.” Huang Ya’s eyes gleamed.
That's not a good place; they can't just walk in openly.
Shen Wanjun turned to Song Juan and said, "Juan'er, you and your brother should go back first."
Song Zhan frowned: "I'm not going back."
He couldn't leave his wife alone with other men, not even Huang Ya.
Huang Ya joked, "Battalion Commander Song, you're really strict. Do you think I'd eat your sister-in-law?"
It would have been better if he hadn't spoken, but Song Zhan became even more worried once he opened his mouth.
"Be good, listen to me, you go back first." Shen Wanjun straightened Song Zhan's scarf and touched his face.
Song Zhan, quite pathetically, was hooked and nodded involuntarily.
His wife is so gentle; when she tells him to be good, he will definitely obey.
Huang Ya watched in astonishment as Shen Wanjun tamed Song Zhan with just a few words, his eyes wide with surprise.
He reasonably suspected that Shen Wanjun had given Song Zhan some kind of spell, otherwise why would he be so obedient?
Where has that fierce determination he usually shows when reprimanding subordinates and charging to the front lines gone?
When did this cold, rough guy become a clingy, henpecked husband?
Huang Ya led Shen Wanjun through one alley after another until they arrived at an inconspicuous place.
Lift the straw curtain, and a whole new world unfolds behind it.
Goods were displayed on both sides of the alley, and many people, wearing hats and scarves and wrapped themselves up tightly, were carefully selecting items.
Sure enough, it was the black market.
Huang Ya thought that Shen Wanjun would feel uneasy since it was her first time in such a place.
They might even criticize and educate him.
Unexpectedly, Shen Wanjun smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Dr. Huang, you are the one."
There's no shortage of honeycomb briquettes this year.
The two had just taken a few steps forward in high spirits when they were stopped by a person wearing a red armband.
The man looked at them warily and asked, "Comrades, what do you do for a living?"
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