Chapter 83 Can't you really see me?
"Give them a lesson, then they can all go back to their own homes," Dang Xianghong said nonchalantly.
"Bai Lu and Battalion Commander Zhang, that must be a rumor, right?" Shen Wanjun asked.
Bai Lu's crush is Song Zhan.
"Who knows? Anyway, the rumors are quite convincing," Dang Xianghong said.
"I reckon the political commissar will have a lot to do later."
Gao Xiaoman is not the kind of person who can swallow her anger. If Bai Lu is wronged, she will definitely fight back.
“Those are minor matters,” Dang Xianghong sighed. “The service center is sold out and closed today.”
"Sigh, the bridge isn't finished yet, what are we going to eat?"
Shen Wanjun whispered, "I still have rice at home."
Dang Xianghong said, "I still have some at home, I'm just worried about everyone else."
If there's no food, everything in the compound will fall into chaos.
"There's always a way out," Shen Wanjun comforted him.
"But the bridge in front of the mountain collapsed."
"Then we can take a detour."
Shen Wanjun believes that there is always a way out.
If even the people in the compound don't have food to eat, how are ordinary people supposed to survive?
As the two were talking in the courtyard, Old Lady Cui walked past the door and glared fiercely at Shen Wanjun.
The son emptied the family's coffers, took half a year's salary in advance, and is now heavily in debt for the 620 yuan medical bill.
It's all Shen Wanjun's fault; she wasn't thinking clearly at the time.
After returning home, Grandma Cui carefully recalled everything that happened that day and confirmed that she had not pushed Shen Wanjun.
It was all orchestrated by her, a frame-up against her.
Seeing the vicious look in Old Lady Cui's eyes, Dang Xianghong reminded Shen Wanjun, "Be careful lately."
"That old woman is very vicious."
Song Juan said, "If she dares to harm my sister-in-law again, I'll tear her mouth apart."
Upon hearing this, Song Zhan arranged for Zhang Kuan to patrol the vicinity of his home at irregular intervals.
Shen Wanjun said, "Yes, I will be careful."
She wasn't afraid of Old Lady Cui, but she wouldn't joke about the child in her belly.
It's better to avoid trouble.
“Sister-in-law, I’ll accompany you whenever you go out from now on,” Song Juan said.
"Didn't you accompany me before?" Shen Wanjun chuckled.
She's now the apple of her family's eye; she's always followed around.
Although she wasn't as free as before, she knew everyone was worried about her, so she could only silently accept this sweet burden.
In the afternoon, suddenly many people came to Shen Wanjun's house to complain about being poor, and some shamelessly begged for food.
Some people politely indicated that they could pay for it themselves.
Shen Wanjun was completely baffled, and only after inquiring did she realize that the problem lay with the service center.
Before closing, the staff at the service center kindly told everyone that if they ran out of food at home, they could come to her for help.
"I heard your family bought a lot of things and stockpiled them, is that true?"
"Could you give my family some rice?"
Did you know in advance that it would snow for this long? Did you know the bridge would collapse?
Shen Wanjun was speechless. Song Juan dismissed the group with a few sweet potatoes.
"My family doesn't have any extra grain, and the vegetables aren't even pickled yet."
"Try these sweet potatoes, they're quite sweet. I brought them from my hometown."
Since they had eaten his food, they felt obligated to help him, and knowing they were in the wrong, they didn't say anything more.
That evening, Song Zhan was going to wash Shen Wanjun's feet.
"Dr. Huang said you can't squat." Shen Wanjun used to wash his feet.
Now Song Zhan has finally found a chance to shine, and Huang Ya has custom-made a small stool for him.
There are two wheels underneath, allowing Song Zhan to move freely while sitting on it.
"When did you start listening to him like this?" Shen Wanjun asked.
Huang Ya was right next to him. He said, "Can't you two see me?"
Song Zhan ignored Huang Ya and said seriously to Shen Wanjun, "From now on, I'll take care of my wife's feet."
He tested the water temperature to make sure it wasn't too hot or too cold before using his rough, large hands to gently pinch Shen Wanjun's delicate, white feet.
Song Juan and Huang Ya watched as the kneading was carefully performed.
She even carefully pointed out a few acupoints to Song Zhan, asking him to massage Shen Wanjun properly.
Shen Wanjun lay back in the chair, comfortably squinting her eyes.
Suddenly she felt her toes being touched, and when she looked up, she saw Song Zhan gently kissing her feet again and again.
Forehead……
Is he a foot fetishist?
Huang Ya: Can't you really see me?
Song Juan: I'm used to it.
She had already accepted the fact that her brother was love-struck, so she wasn't surprised by anything Song Zhan did now.
Shen Wanjun was a little embarrassed. "Um, honey, I'm done washing up."
Song Zhan stood up with his crutches, and Song Juan helped him pour water.
Huang Ya recently started studying late into the night with Song Juan, and the two of them studied in the living room.
Song Zhan and Shen Wanjun returned to the bedroom, where only a small lamp remained on.
Song Zhan grumbled as he approached, "Wife, hurry up and turn off the light."
Shen Wanjun glanced at him: "What do you want to do?"
"Do some things that couples should do together."
When Song Zhan returned to the room, he seemed like a completely different person.
His face was no longer dark, his voice was no longer cold, and he clung to Shen Wanjun like a kangaroo.
"Go to sleep." Shen Wanjun turned off the light, and a pair of hands reached out from behind her.
He pulled her into his arms and started kissing her from the forehead.
He kissed her all the way down to her feet, making Shen Wanjun feel hot all over.
This wasn't the end of it. Song Zhan went back and forth several times, being both serious and meticulous.
Not missing a single corner, Shen Wanjun felt like a cake that he had devoured completely.
Shen Wanjun reached out and touched his face, lingering on his lips for a long time before kissing him.
Song Zhan was completely charmed and said, "Wife, you're not allowed to scare me anymore."
When did I scare you?
"That's the day you suddenly fell down."
"Didn't I tell you it was just acting? Didn't you understand?"
"I know, but I'm still worried."
Song Zhan's eyes filled with tears, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't leave me, you are my everything."
“And there are children,” Shen Wanjun said.
Song Zhan disagreed: "You came first, then the child."
The child is secondary; Shen Wanjun is the most important person.
When the topic of children comes up, a question pops into Shen Wanjun's mind.
"What if, and I mean what if, the doctor tells you to save the mother or the baby, what would you choose?"
"Think about it carefully first, don't rush to answer."
This question is like asking yourself, "If your mother and your wife fell into the water, who would you save first?" There's no single right answer.
Shen Wanjun asked casually, but Song Zhan replied seriously, "Of course I'll save the baby."
"You are my everything, the children are not that important."
Shen Wanjun's answer was different from his thoughts.
She now feels that her child is incredibly important, even more important than Song Zhan.
But she couldn't say that.
Shen Wanjun's small hand, which she used to light the fire, teased Song Zhan all over.
Song Zhan grabbed her hand and asked, "Dr. Huang, have you forgotten what I told you?"
"I haven't forgotten." Shen Wanjun leaned in and said with a grin, "But I want to sneak a bite."
She laughed like a kitten that had just stolen some cream, clinging to Song Zhan and refusing to get down.
Song Zhan had no choice but to indulge and spoil her.
He put in his best effort and cooperated with Shen Wanjun's affair.
The little glutton ate his fill in one night.
Song Zhan was covered in sweat, and the two embraced each other contentedly.
The next morning, Song Juan came to wake the two of them up for breakfast.
Shen Wanjun mumbled in a daze, "I don't want to eat, I'm full."
Song Juan asked curiously, "Sister-in-law, what did you eat so early in the morning?"
You ate before you even got out of bed?
Shen Wanjun realized what was happening and sat up abruptly.
Good heavens, what did she just say? How embarrassing!
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