Xiao Wang is young and likes to be in a crowd. He stood at the door of the ward and whispered to Song Nanting.
It turned out that the old lady's surname was Guan, and it was said that her ancestors were nobles in the Qing Dynasty. The old lady did have a good life when she was young, and when she was looking for a man, she fell in love with a man, but the man didn't like her.
But the Guan family was rich and powerful, and in the end they forced the two to get married. However, their relationship was not good after the marriage.
Song Nanting said something very true during the day. When the old lady was young, she was not good-looking and was mean. The couple often fought. After liberation, they both became workers.
The old lady was still making trouble. After giving birth to three children with great difficulty, only one son was left. The couple blamed each other and never had a peaceful day.
Later, the man couldn't make it anymore and ran away.
And then she never came back. At that time, the People's Republic of China had just been founded and the household registration system was not perfect. She ran away and disappeared without a trace. Some people said that she was dead, while others said that they hated the old lady and remarried and had children outside.
Anyway, so many years have passed and my son is now in his forties, and he has never seen that man again.
Some people sympathized with her, so they generally didn't bother with her in the compound.
Song Nanting didn't know how to comment.
A forced melon is not sweet, and twisting it has caused such a situation. Who can you blame?
The next morning, Song Nanting went to complete the discharge procedures for Lu Jianan, and prepared to leave with her bags.
Wen Qing came over with a gloomy face to pack up her things, and glanced at Lu Jianan several times, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Song Nanting just smiled there, "Does it look good?"
Looking up at her tenderly, Song Nanting asked again, "Is my man handsome?"
Wen Qing was angry, "You don't deserve him. A woman like you doesn't deserve him at all."
After she finished speaking, Song Nanting slapped her in the face, and the smile on her face faded. "I've been waiting for several days, and you didn't come to apologize. Now we're leaving, and you still have the nerve to say such things. You look quite old, didn't your parents teach you to have shame?"
She slapped Wen Qing in the face and stunned her. She looked at Song Nanting blankly, "You dare to hit me?"
Song Nanting nodded and said calmly, "Yes, I did. Go and sue me, tell the political department that you were beaten because you coveted someone else's man and threatened that the other person was not worthy of you."
As she spoke, Song Nanting raised her hand and slapped her again to give her a symmetrical slap.
"You."
She glanced at Lu Jianan, but Lu Jianan was looking at the scenery outside the window without even turning his head.
Song Nanting grinned, "Okay, you can go and sue me. One slap is a slap, two slaps is a slap, and you have no shame anyway, so I'll just give you two more slaps."
As she spoke, she raised her hand again, screamed tenderly and ran out crying.
Song Nanting sneered, and soon the head nurse came and said helplessly, "The warmth ran away."
Song Nanting said, "Have you gone to file a complaint?"
The head nurse shook her head, "I don't know."
After a pause, he said, "Her father is a political commissar of a division in the military region."
Song Nanting was surprised. "This is a bigger problem. A political commissar who is engaged in political work can't even teach his daughter well. It's a bit embarrassing."
The head nurse chuckled and said helplessly, "Forget it. It's already like this. If she has any dignity, she probably won't do this. I hope she doesn't make a big fuss. It won't do her any good if she does."
"Of course."
Song Nanting vented her anger and felt much better.
After the head nurse left, Xiao Wang picked up his things, and Song Nanting helped Lu Jianan out.
After going downstairs, Wen Qing was standing in front of a middle-aged couple wiping tears.
Song Nanting raised her eyebrows. Wow, he really is looking for a backer.
Seeing them coming down, the family of three over there all looked over here.
Wen Qing cried so sadly, but I have to say that Wen Qing looks really good.
She looks like a little bird that is dependent on others.
Political Commissar Wen frowned slightly and strode over here. His wife grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going?"
"It's okay, I'll just say a few words." Political Commissar Wen strode over. Zhang Suxian frowned and looked at Wen Qing hatefully, "Can't you have some shame?"
Her eyes were red again. "You just know how to talk about me. What's wrong with me?"
Having said this, he ran to find his father angrily.
Zhang Suxian was so angry that she had a headache and felt really ashamed, but it was as if these father and son were sick. Old Wen would become confused whenever he touched upon matters concerning his daughter.
Song Nanting and his wife looked at the father and daughter coming over, and Lu Jianan politely called out "Political Commissar Wen".
Political Commissar Wen nodded, and when his eyes fell on Song Nanting's face, he couldn't help but frowned with displeasure, "Did you hit Wen Qing in the face?"
Song Nanting walked towards him, pulled Lu Jianan to stop him from speaking, and asked, "Are you asking as a father or as a political commissar?"
Political Commissar Wen frowned, "Is there any difference?"
“It’s a big difference.”
Song Nanting stared at the father and daughter and began to doubt how they could become the division political commissar with such awareness. It didn't seem like there were no people in the army.
Song Nanting said, "If you are asking this as a political commissar, then I have to complain to you. Jianan and I have been married for less than two months, and this comrade has mixed up his work with his private life and deliberately destroyed our relationship. You are a political worker, do you care about such behavior that destroys military marriages?"
The expression on her face was just right, and a little confused.
But when the question was asked, Political Commissar Wen's face turned pale.
He had always known that his daughter wanted to find a senior military officer, but there had never been a suitable one. Later, he learned about Lu Jianan and originally wanted to arrange a meeting, but he didn't expect that before he could arrange it, Lu Jianan had already participated in a group blind date and succeeded.
Fortunately, my daughter had never met the man, and Political Commissar Wen never mentioned it again. Who would have thought that it would be such a coincidence that they met and such a thing would happen.
Doesn’t Political Commissar Wen know that his daughter’s behavior is wrong?
Of course I know that, but sometimes as parents, even though we know that something is wrong, we cannot bear to blame our daughter and always want to find fault with others.
Political Commissar Wen said coldly, "Then you can't hit anyone either."
"Alas." Song Nanting was helpless, her face bleak, "Yes, I can't hit people, but she bullied me by riding on my neck, why can't I hit her? We have a good relationship, but she wants to interfere. She said in front of me that I am not worthy of my lover. Shouldn't she hit me?"
When Song Nanting said this, her voice became a little higher, and she was not afraid of being heard at all.
But Political Commissar Wen was afraid because they were in the wrong. He glanced around, furious, and only looked at Lu Jianan, "Captain Lu, what do you say?"
Lu Jianan said calmly, "He deserves to be beaten."
Political Commissar Wen was dumbfounded.
Lu Jianan added, "The beating was too light."
Political Commissar Wen: “…”
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