Everyone inside the room was discussing the battle plan when a report from the guard at the door was heard, and then they saw Nurse Zhou push open the door and step in, scanning the room with her eyes before they landed on Mo Junhua.
"Camp Commander Mo, your wound hasn’t healed yet. You should be resting in bed. Why are you attending a eting again? I’ve told you many tis that your injury is severe and you must rest in bed. The conditions here are harsh, and many dical supplies are lacking. What if the infection worsens? Who will bear the responsibility then?"
Mo Junhua’s gaze turned icy, sharp as a blade, "This is a military zone, no irrelevant persons should enter. Comrade Zhou Yuwei, you are firstly a soldier and only secondly a nurse. Do I need to repeat the military discipline to you again? Who allowed you to co in on your own?"
Mo Junhua’s tone was harsher than ever. Zhou Yuwei was stunned; she ant well, yet she was accused by Mo Junhua of trespassing into a critical military area. She looked towards others in the room subconsciously but saw everyone bowing their heads and gazing at the ground, with nobody speaking up for her. Zhou Yuwei’s eyes reddened with grievance, yet she remained, unwilling to leave.
"Who’s the guard outside? Change him. Zhang Tian, escort Nurse Zhou to the rear. dical staff should stay in their designated area."
Hearing his na, Zhang Tian sighed at his bad luck but still wore a simple smile, "Nurse Zhou, I’ll escort you."
"Mo Junhua, you are going too far. I ca here with the leader’s approval, and you have no right to send away." Zhou Yuwei’s face flushed, her eyes brimming with tears, she suddenly shouted at Mo Junhua and then turned and ran out. Zhang Tian looked at the battalion commander and followed her.
"Battalion commander," Ding Lei frowned as he watched Zhou Yuwei run out.
"I have it planned out. Send soone to keep an eye on her; don’t let her wander around." Mo Junhua squinted his eyes; the day Nurse Zhou followed the dical team from the regint to treat the wounded, and then suddenly ca to his camp with a letter from the superior asking her to stay at their camp, his years of military intuition told him that sothing was amiss.
...
Spring passed and autumn ca, two years flew by in a blink, and Lan Tian was now in the stressful stages of his senior year in high school. Grandma Sun and others would constantly nag, telling Lan Tian not to put too much pressure on himself — it’s great if he could pass the college entrance exam, but it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t.
If previously Grandma Sun still hoped that Lan Tian would go to university, what changed her mind was a girl from the nearby village who, while not studying in as prestigious a school as Jingli First Middle School — Lan Tian’s school, was still decently successful academically.
Unlike Lan Tian, who was intermittently studying and frequently got caught up in miscellaneous activities, rarely seen studying at ho. Grandma Sun had scolded him several tis, but Lan Tian would agree outwardly while doing his own thing secretly, leading Grandma Sun to eventually give up on nagging him.
As a result, last year when that girl took the college entrance exam and her na wasn’t on the list, she returned ho distraught, ranting about the unfairness of society, claiming soone had switched her scores, and even ntioned several nas repeatedly. She even ca knocking on their door a couple of days ago, looking people in the eye in a terrifying manner.
A perfectly good girl was thus ruined, her parents cried their hearts out in harrowing wails. Hearing just that, Grandma Sun couldn’t bear it and muttered, "What a sin!"
That’s why Grandma Sun changed her mind.
Zhao Li also tried to counsel Lan Tian, encouraging him to go out and relax and not to always stay cooped up at ho.
As the school bell rang, Lan Tian, with his backpack ready, headed to the school gate. Just as his figure appeared at the gate, soone by the roadside shouted, "Sister-in-law."
Sister-in-law?
It was a long-lost title. Lan Tian furrowed his brows; it had been a long ti since he last heard it, and strangely, the voice sounded familiar, though it seed unlikely. Divine Sense swept across and saw a military vehicle parked by the roadside and two soldiers looking towards him.
Lan Tian actually recognized one of the soldiers.
Both Su Qing, Jiang Xiaoshan were quite handso, sporting resolute faces and austere brows, dressed in military green uniforms, standing tall and imposing, embodying the untad yet dignified spirit of soldiers, and given the blind respect for soldiers in this era.
At the gate, a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls were in the throes of youthful infatuation, their cheeks flushed at the sight of the two young officers, their eyes covertly glancing at them.
Seeing the situation, Lan Tian knew it was not good and imdiately turned to leave.
Outside the gate, anxious Su Qing, Jiang Xiaoshan had finally seen Lan Tian but saw that she walked away without even looking this way. They hurriedly followed her.
"Sister-in-law, don’t go, we have sothing for you." Su Qing blurted out in urgency, forgetting that they were at the school gate and forgetting Mo Junhua’s strict instruction not to call Lan Tian ’sister-in-law’ outside.
Jiang Xiaoshan felt sothing amiss, but the priority was to stop the Camp Commander’s Wife.
Mo Junhua left for two years, and there has been no news from him, not a word. Honestly, Lan Tian had already forgotten about him. If it weren’t for seeing military personnel again, and seeing Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan, which reawakened Lan Tian’s mories, she might have never rembered him in her lifeti.
"Is it you two, what’s the matter?"
Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan caught up, and Lan Tian could not pretend to ignore them; her expression remained calm and serene.
For so reason, a crowd had gathered at the school gate, pointing and gossiping about Lan Tian. The advantage of being a cultivator is having sharp ears and eyes. The girls huddled together, discussing in what they thought were hushed tones, which Lan Tian was not supposed to hear, but unfortunately, not only did Lan Tian hear them, but so did Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan.
"Hey, did you hear, just now those two soldiers called her ’sister-in-law’?"
The clustered girls nodded; the call was so loud, even a deaf person would have heard.
"Do you know that woman? She seems familiar?"
"Ah, I rember now, she’s from Class A, room 302, sothing Lan."
Lan Tian’s mouth twitched—her na was so easy to rember! Lan Tian Bai Yun, easy to pronounce and poetically beautiful.
That girl thought for a while, then suddenly exclaid, "I rember now, it seems her na is Lan Tian. Didn’t our classmate Huanhuan used to love going to and from school with her? I don’t know why, but later they stopped walking together."
You know quite a lot, how idle you must be during ordinary days!
"Those two soldiers called her ’sister-in-law,’ could it be she’s already married?" The discussion had gone wildly off-track, only to be brought back by so girl.
"Really? No way. Haven’t heard about it. Do we even have married people in our school? If she’s married, why still study? Better to stay ho and take care of the kids," said soone nearby, laughing.
"Exactly, I heard she ca from a rural area. You know, rural won marry young, at fourteen or fifteen, and have kids the next year. Do you think she has any? Maybe she’s already a mother of two?" The girls burst into laughter.
"Our school’s tuition isn’t cheap; how could she afford it?"
"Who knows, but I’ve seen soone driving her here before. Could it be..."
What malicious won.
Lan Tian’s eyes sharpened, and with a flick of her brow, a glance swept over those girls. Her fingertips snapped, channeling strands of Spiritual Energy into their Fengchi acupoints. It wouldn’t kill them, but they’d suffer quite a bit for several days.
Jiang Xiaoshan finally realized sothing was amiss. The battalion commander had instructed that, when outside, they should never call Lan Tian "sister-in-law," but rather "comrade." They had urgently forgotten this in their haste.
A soldier should embody the virtues of daring and righteousness, and with that cos individual accountability. He turned back and shouted at the people behind, "What are you looking at? Haven’t seen a soldier before?"
This move by Su Qing stirred up a hornet’s nest. Lan Tian and the two n garnered countless disdainful glares and snide remarks, but no one left. So said this was the school entrance, and it was their right to stand there; others claid it was free speech and accused them of being overly intrusive. Su Qing hadn’t expected the won of today to be so formidable – he was taken aback and turned to look at Lan Tian. Lan Tian turned her head away, not wanting to see his foolish manner — who even let such a silly person out, it’s an eyesore.
"Sister-in-law, there really is sothing important, very important. You’ll understand once you co with us," Jiang Xiaoshan said now in a low voice to Lan Tian.
With a serious expression and sincere tone, yet with a trace of anxious worry in his eyes, Lan Tian took it all in. It seed there really was sothing urgent, and the only thing related to her that could make them co looking would involve Mo Junhua.
What happened to Mo Junhua? Beca disabled? Or dead?
"Let’s go," Lan Tian said indifferently.
Whether Mo Junhua had died or was disabled, as his nominal wife, Lan Tian had to visit the hospital to check on him. If disabled, she would find soone to look after him; Zhou Yuwei would likely be happy to help. If dead, it was finally ti to claim his body, which, although in na only, was the proper thing for a spouse to do.
"What happened to your battalion commander?" Lan Tian asked the two in the driver’s seat, seemingly casually.
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