Chapter 106 Trafficking is a capital offense
Song Zhan excitedly said, "Okay, I'll go, I'll go tomorrow."
He rushed to Shen Wanjun's side, grabbed her hand and said, "Wife, did you hear that? My leg is fine, and I can keep my battalion commander position."
Shen Wanjun's eyes were brimming with tears; she had waited so long for this day.
Seeing that she was crying, Song Zhan asked in a panic, "Did I hurt you by pulling too hard?"
Shen Wanjun shook her head, and Song Juan ran over. The three of them hugged each other and cried.
Their journey has been incredibly difficult, enduring countless scornful looks and sarcastic remarks.
Fortunately, the hard times are finally coming to an end, and the future is bright.
Huang Ya quickly submitted the application for approval, and once approved, they could set off.
Political Commissar Hao, along with Grandma Tie, intervened and temporarily secured the release of Liu San and Old Lady Cui from the Public Security Bureau.
They must compensate Song Zhan and Shen Wanjun for their medical expenses within 7 days and obtain Song Juan's forgiveness.
Song Zhan and Shen Wanjun stayed in the hospital for a week, which cost 820 yuan.
Political Commissar Hao threw the bill at the mother and son: "Go pay the bill now."
When Grandma Cui was released, she did not thank Political Commissar Hao.
They felt that the police released them because what they had done was not excessive at all.
"Political Commissar Hao, we're just looking for wives. If Song Juan doesn't agree, we won't look for her."
"Is it really worth going to jail for something so trivial?"
Her plan was simple: force Song Juan into the family, and if she succeeded, she would make her son force her into marriage.
What can Song Juan and Song Zhan do if they disagree? A woman's reputation is ruined, and she'll have to be a slave to Old Liu's family for the rest of her life.
If it doesn't work, they won't lose anything.
Political Commissar Hao sneered, "Then I'll have someone tie you up and send you to the bandits, how about that?"
“My son is not a bandit, and my Liu family will not mistreat Song Juan.”
Commissar Hao was so angry he almost laughed. "This isn't about treating people unfairly; this is human trafficking."
"In more serious cases, it can lead to losing your head."
These days, the laws against trafficking in women and children are very strict; once discovered, the punishment ranges from life imprisonment to the death penalty.
And he will not accept probation.
Grandma Cui and Liu San were released on bail because they did not cause any substantial harm to Song Juan.
"Ah, how come I didn't know?" Old Mrs. Cui felt as if the sky had fallen.
"Mom, what should I do? I don't want to die." Liu San's face was pale and his legs were trembling.
Political Commissar Hao said, "Go and pay the money first. I'll talk to Song Juan. Tell you not to cause any more trouble."
The mother and son nodded and thanked Hao Mei profusely.
Liu San asked someone to sell his house and land in his hometown, but he still didn't have enough money.
Finally, having no other choice, he secretly rented out two rooms in his family compound.
The medical bills were finally paid on time, and Grandma Cui breathed a sigh of relief.
Now all that's left is to get Song Juan's forgiveness, but Old Lady Cui doesn't plan to do that; she has her own ideas.
As soon as Song Juan opened the door in the morning, she saw Old Lady Cui and her three daughters blocking the entrance.
"Quickly call her 'Mom,' this is your new mom."
Grandma Cui urged them on, and the three girls replied in unison, "Mom!"
Song Juan felt a chill run down her spine. When did she, a young, unmarried woman, become a stepmother?!
"Don't shout." She hurriedly shook off the group, locked the door, and headed to the hospital.
Old Mrs. Cui, along with her third daughter, chased after them relentlessly.
Zhao Di caught up with Song Juan and asked, "Don't you want to be my mother?"
"I don't want to." Song Juan refused decisively.
“But…” Zhao Di asked, puzzled, “You used to buy me food and give me injections.”
Song Juan was speechless. "Just because I'm nice to you, does that mean I have to be your mother?"
Zhao Di said aggrievedly, "What else can I do? If you don't want to be my mother, why are you nice to me?"
“Go find someone else, I don’t want to get married yet.” Song Juan pushed Zhao Di away.
If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have been so nice to her in the first place.
Good deeds go unrewarded, and people are even more likely to be bitten by snakes.
The four of them followed Song Juan all the way to the hospital.
There were many people at the hospital entrance, so Old Lady Cui decided to go all the way and made her third daughter kneel on the ground.
"Mom, I'm so cold."
"Mom, I'm hungry!"
"Mom, please don't abandon us!"
Following the lines taught to her by Granny Cui, San Yatou kept shouting.
The little girls' voices were high-pitched and thin, and they were dressed in very little clothing, their dark faces covered in snot.
Her face and hands were covered in chilblains, and her hair was disheveled; she looked very pitiful.
As more and more people gathered, Song Juan rushed into the hospital and ran into the ward.
"Brother, sister-in-law, that old lady Cui is here again."
Shen Wanjun said, "Ignore them and let Political Commissar Hao handle it."
Song Juan was almost in tears: "Sister-in-law, they... that third girl called me Mom."
"What the hell?" Song Zhan couldn't help but swear.
"You all lie down, I'll go check on you," Huang Ya said.
A crowd gathered in circles at the hospital entrance, and Old Lady Cui was telling everyone about her grievances, her nose running and tears streaming down her face.
"The mother doesn't want her three children anymore. Tell me, how can there be such a heartless woman in the world?"
Someone who knew Old Lady Cui stepped forward and asked, "You're looking for Song Juan again? She's not your daughter-in-law, don't even dream about it."
Grandma Cui's face flushed with anger: "Just because she says no doesn't mean it isn't true! What about the children?"
"Oh dear, the child's mother ran away. Poor Sanya, she's so young and has no mother."
Grandma Cui was very good at acting; after saying it so many times, she almost started to believe it herself.
Her thinking was simple: if Song Juan didn't agree, she would keep pestering her until she did.
Once Song Juan's reputation is completely ruined in the compound, she will have to marry her own son.
Besides, Song Juan seems to be a weak and easily bullied person with an overflowing sense of compassion. She might actually soften her heart and agree.
Grandma Cui was daydreaming in broad daylight.
Huang Ya was furious. He didn't know why, but whenever Song Juan was involved, he couldn't control his temper.
He picked up a cane, ready to hit someone.
Song Juan was so frightened that she clung to him tightly: "Dr. Huang, don't go."
You can't hit people.
As a doctor, Huang Ya could face a reprimand or even lose his job for assaulting someone.
"What can we do? Just watch them make a scene?"
Huang Ya couldn't swallow this insult. "They've already bullied you, and you're still stopping me?"
Song Juan blushed and whispered, "I...I can handle it."
"How do you plan to resolve this?" Huang Ya said, "Grandma Cui is a bully who preys on the weak. If you don't stand up for yourself, you'll keep getting bullied."
Song Juan nodded: "I know."
She put on a mask, picked up a basin, and said, "Dr. Huang, trust me, I can solve this."
It's just a head-on clash, who's afraid of who?
She is neither a soldier nor a doctor, so those rules and regulations cannot constrain her.
She'd seen this kind of commotion from Old Lady Cui all the time in the village.
The old methods are still the way to deal with this kind of person.
Seeing her suddenly become frighteningly calm, Huang Ya was a little worried: "Juan'er, you can't hit people, at least not children."
As for Old Lady Cui hitting him, let her hit him; that person deserved it.
"Don't worry, I won't hit anyone," Song Juan said playfully, blinking her eyes.
As she spoke, she said, carrying a large basin, "Dr. Huang, please move aside."
Grandma Cui and her three daughters were putting on a great performance when they suddenly saw Song Juan coming this way.
She whispered to the three of them, "Speak louder, cry harder."
Song Juan, carrying a basin, shouted from afar, "Make way, make way, everyone make way!"
The crowd was confused, but they quickly made way for each other, waiting to see what happened next.
Song Juan forcefully splashed the contents of the basin, making a loud splash.
Yellow liquid flowed down Old Man Cui's and San Yatou's heads.
A foul stench wafted over.
Everyone was shocked—this was urine?!
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