Chapter 79 Spreading Rumors
He turned to the person next to him and asked, "Do you know who that woman is?"
"I don't know. Do you?"
Wang Ming said mysteriously, "There's nothing in this compound that I don't know."
"Your wife told you that?"
"I guess so." Wang Ming was clearly unhappy when Hao Yan was mentioned. "Her name is Bai Lu."
"That's a nice name," someone nearby remarked.
“What good is a nice name if she’s a slut?” Wang Ming said mysteriously, “She’s having an affair with a married woman. You know that Battalion Commander Zhang, right? They’re having an affair, and she has a family outside of marriage.”
"Huh? Really?" The news Wang Ming spread was so explosive that everyone dropped what they were doing and crowded around.
Work can wait, but we can't ignore the gossip in the compound.
Moreover, regardless of how much work is done, payment is made on a daily basis. The longer the project drags on, the more they earn.
Wang Ming was surrounded, and he linked Bai Lu and Zhang Guoqing together, speaking in a very convincing manner.
"Also, do you know why Bai Lu was able to teach in the compound?"
"Why?" someone asked curiously.
"Of course it's because she's having an affair with Battalion Commander Zhang, otherwise it would be strange if she got in."
Some people didn't believe it: "That's impossible, isn't that ruining military marriages?"
Bai Lu is clueless, but is Battalion Commander Zhang also clueless?
Every man knows that when it comes to career prospects and women, the former is of course more important.
Zhang Ming continued, "You guys don't know this, do you? Battalion Commander Zhang has connections, so everyone turns a blind eye."
"Besides, Bai Lu is so beautiful, who wouldn't be tempted?"
"Men, they all keep their wives at home while having affairs on the side. Battalion Commander Zhang is a man too, I guess he thought he was being discreet and wouldn't be discovered."
Everyone has a tendency to take chances, and men generally agree with this.
If they weren't so incompetent that they could only marry one wife, they wouldn't be stuck with their wives, children, and a warm bed.
Bai Lu walked past the crowd and noticed that everyone was looking at her, which made her feel a little confused.
He gave a fake smile and left in a hurry.
She's been so tired lately that she's lost control of her facial expressions.
Passing by Song Zhan's house, I heard laughter and cheerful voices coming from inside, and I gritted my teeth.
Shen Wanjun, you just wait. I'll make you pay at the party.
She was already looking forward to seeing Shen Wanjun get slapped in the face and embarrassed.
Just thinking about it makes me feel so relieved.
Song Zhan made fermented noodle soup for lunch today, and Shen Wanjun ate a big bowl as usual.
After the snow stopped, Huang Ya moved the coal stove into the yard and roasted sweet potatoes with Song Juan.
Song Zhan stood to the side, practicing walking with crutches.
The snow on the ground was thick, and he didn't fall even though his crutches stuck into it.
Shen Wanjun stood to the side, but she was terrified and kept wanting to go up and help her.
Song Zhan chuckled and said, "Don't follow me. I'll be fine if I fall, but you can't fall."
Song Juan pulled Shen Wanjun to sit down: "Sister-in-law, have some sweet potato. It's soft, sticky, and delicious."
Huang Ya carefully peeled off the skin, took a bite, and said, "Hmm, it tastes good."
He would devour a sweet potato in a few bites, then move on to the next one, seemingly never quite getting enough to eat.
Song Zhan was covered in sweat as he walked. "Dr. Huang, please save two for me."
Don't let all the good stuff go to you.
Huang Ya: "If it's not enough, you can take another test. You're not going to go hungry."
There's a big bag of sweet potatoes in the kitchen. We eat them every day, but it seems like we can never finish them.
Burp~
Huang Ya burped contentedly after eating and was about to sunbathe when he suddenly started burping repeatedly.
Song Juan patted him on the back and brought him a glass of water.
He had finished drinking the water, but he was still hiccuping.
Huang Ya said helplessly, "Hiccup~, who's going to scare me? Hiccup~."
Song Juan scratched the back of her head and said, "I said I was going to read a book yesterday, but I didn't actually read any. I fell asleep while holding the book."
Huang Ya looked at her with a complicated expression, and Shen Wanjun suddenly said, "Ah, I think I've started bleeding!"
She clutched her stomach and screamed dramatically, startling Song Zhan, who turned pale with fright. "Quick, quick, to the hospital!"
Huang Yateng stood up abruptly, "Let's go, let's go!"
Shen Wanjun clutched her stomach and laughed heartily: "Now you won't be hiccuping anymore, right?"
Huang Ya realized what was happening and instead of saying that Shen Wanjun was being unreasonable, he turned around and scolded Song Zhan.
"You reacted too slowly just now. What would you do if something really happened to her?"
Song Zhan pounded his leg. "It's all my leg's fault for being so useless."
If he hadn't been injured, he would have already carried his wife and run three miles away.
Huang Ya was fairly satisfied with his attitude, and her voice softened a bit: "Walk around more, you're recovering quite well."
"Juan'er, if you don't study hard, how will you help your sister-in-law in the future?"
"When your sister-in-law gives birth, I'll be counting on you to help me out."
The hospital currently has two sanitation workers, but Huang Ya is not comfortable using them.
"Huh? Can I?" Song Juan's eyes widened.
"Of course, I'll help you register, and you can attend the training next month."
"really?"
"I don't have time to joke with you."
Song Juan stuck out her tongue, went back into the house, took out a book, and sat in the yard to read it.
Time was of the essence, so she had to hurry. It didn't matter if she embarrassed herself, but she couldn't let Dr. Huang suffer as a result.
Huang Ya stroked his chin: "This child is teachable."
Song Juan: "A mattress?"
"Go read your book."
Shen Wanjun couldn't stop laughing; the two of them inexplicably had a kind of bickering yet loving relationship.
If Song Juan could get together with Huang Ya, that would be really great.
Song Zhan, leaning on his cane, walked around the group in circles.
Huang Ya found him annoying: "Go away."
The yard is so big, why squeeze everyone into this one spot?
"I won't," Song Zhan refused; he wanted to stay with his wife.
If he walks too far away and his wife can't see him, she'll worry.
Huang Ya kicked one of Song Zhan's canes away, and Song Zhan staggered and almost fell.
"What are you doing?" Song Zhan asked angrily, his nose twitching.
Song Juan picked up her crutch, supported Song Zhan, and glared angrily at Huang Ya.
What's wrong with you?
Under the three men's accusing gazes, Huang Ya slowly spoke: "Two people walk with crutches, but you walk with crutches."
"You can make better use of your legs when you walk with a limp."
"I'm doing this for your own good. As long as you keep exercising, you'll recover quickly."
Song Zhan thought for a moment and asked, "What if I don't use crutches? Will I recover faster?"
Huang Ya rolled her eyes: "You can't get fat in one bite."
Song Zhan responded with an "oh," and obediently began practicing walking with his single crutch.
Huang Ya is right. When walking with crutches, most of the time you use your arms to support the crutches and use inertia to propel your body forward.
He was walking perfectly fine with crutches, and he thought he would be able to run soon.
As a result, when he switched to a single crutch, he could hardly move and had to start all over again.
Knock knock knock—
Someone knocked on the door.
Song Juan opened the courtyard gate and saw three little girls kneeling on the ground.
The three men, dressed in thin, dark-skinned clothes, knelt on the ground and said in unison, "Please have mercy and give us some food."
"If you don't have any food, honeycomb briquettes will do. You have plenty of those anyway."
Song Juan's first reaction was, "How did a beggar end up in the courtyard?"
My second thought was that one of the girls looked familiar; I felt like I'd seen her before.
Huang Ya whispered, "It's that girl who stole the honeycomb briquettes before."
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