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Zhou Jianjun bumped into the wall and raised his hand to cover his nose.

"Brother, go ahead and hit me. I know you're angry..."

Seeing that he was still pretending, Zhou Chen became even angrier and punched him harder with each blow, with a fierce desire to beat him to death.

Zhou Jianjun took a few punches, then suddenly realized what was happening.

Zhou Chen really wanted to kill him.

His eyes suddenly changed, and he shoved Zhou Chen hard. "Zhou Chen, don't go too far!"

Zhou Chen couldn't hear anything anymore; it seemed that the only way to vent his anger was by beating the man in front of him.

Zhou Jianjun was hit several more times and awkwardly covered his face with his arm.

Driven to desperation, Zhou Jianjun no longer held back and threw a vicious punch.

"Fine," Zhou Chen said hoarsely, wiping his slapped lip, "You finally stopped pretending. Let's try again!"

The two started fighting, and the dormitory instantly descended into chaos.

The commotion was too great.

Seeing that the situation seemed to be getting out of control, the soldiers living next door finally rushed in and pulled the two apart.

……

Political Commissar Zhuang was woken up from his bed.

He hurried toward the regimental office while buttoning his clothes.

After hearing a brief account of the situation from someone on the way, Political Commissar Zhuang's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

When they arrived at the office, they saw that Zhou Jianjun's face was covered in blood, his cheekbones were bruised, his mouth was split open, and his left eye socket was so swollen that he could barely open it.

Zhou Chen was slightly better, but not by much.

There was a cut on his forehead and a large bruise on the corner of his mouth.

Political Commissar Zhuang took a deep breath and barely managed to refrain from swearing on the spot.

That night was utter chaos and turmoil.

Commissar Zhuang's office was brightly lit. Zhou Chen and Zhou Jianjun were assigned to different rooms to give statements. By the time they finished, it was almost dawn.

The matter was reported to the division early the next morning, and then from the division to higher authorities.

The people from above arrived very quickly.

After all, this is a complex case involving martyrs who have sacrificed their lives and the flood control accident of that year, and the people involved are all active-duty soldiers, so it must be handled with caution.

Zhou Chen and Zhou Jianjun were placed under surveillance.

On the third day after the investigation team arrived, the results were finally in.

Zhou Jianjun stared at the document stamped with a red seal, his eyes wide with rage, his hands trembling so much he could barely hold the paper.

The organization's attitude was much harsher than he had anticipated.

Although Zhou Chen's disappearance was not caused by Zhou Jianjun's subjective will, he deliberately concealed the truth about the major accident and interfered with the process of identifying martyrs.

After discussion, it was determined that Zhou Jianjun would not bear legal responsibility, but was unsuitable to continue serving and was ordered to retire.

Zhou Jianjun knew that there was no room for reconciliation in this matter.

He knew he was finished.

On his way home to his apartment building, Zhou Jianjun felt completely drained.

His facial injuries hadn't healed yet, and his clothes hadn't been changed for three days; they were smelly and wrinkled, but he didn't care.

People on the street saw him and greeted him, but Zhou Jianjun ignored them.

Zhou Jianjun hadn't been home for three days, and Song Fang and Cai Laifeng still thought he was staying in the dormitory.

After the last incident, the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law deteriorated further, and they couldn't stand each other.

Song Fang waited for Zhou Jianjun to calm down before persuading him to send his mother back.

Just then, Zhou Jianjun pushed the door open and came in.

Song Fang immediately noticed her husband's face, which was covered in bruises.

"Jianjun," Song Fang rushed up to him anxiously, "What happened to the injury on your face? Even if it's training, you can't hit someone in the face like that."

Cai Laifeng, who was lazing around in her room, rushed out upon hearing this.

"Oh dear, son, what happened to you? Come on! Mom will take you to report this to the boss!"

Zhou Jianjun ignored them and walked straight through them.

Song Fang grew anxious and grabbed his sleeve. "I'm asking you a question! What happened to your injury?"

Zhou Jianjun shook her off and said in a hoarse voice, "Pack your things, let's go back to our hometown."

Song Fang looked at him, then turned her head away. "If you want to go back, your mother should. I'm not going back."

Cai Laifeng's eyes widened, and she immediately started cursing.

Song Fang refused to back down and started arguing back.

"Have you two finished arguing?!"

Zhou Jianjun walked to the table and swept everything on it onto the floor.

The enamel mug clattered a few times, and the water inside spilled all over the floor.

Both women fell silent at the same time.

"I'm discharged from the military. You have to go back whether you want to or not."

"What?!" Cai Laifeng shrieked, "What? Discharged from the military? How old are you? You've earned merits and received awards, how can you be discharged? Is it that guy surnamed Su who's behind this? You..."

"Zhou Chen is not dead."

"Huh? What did you say?" Cai Laifeng and Song Fang were both taken aback.

Song Fang's throat tightened. "Zhou Chen? The man Lin Zhilan was with? Wasn't he already dead?"

"He didn't die; he was found."

Song Fang subconsciously swallowed, something racing through her mind.

Even if Zhou Chen didn't die, it has nothing to do with Zhou Jianjun.

unless……

Song Fang cautiously asked, "So, he's back. What does that have to do with you?"

Zhou Jianjun looked at her with a sinister gaze.

Song Fang felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze and instinctively took a step back.

"I lied about his sacrifice, and now it's been discovered. They're saying I deliberately concealed the truth about a major accident and interfered with the process of recognizing a martyr. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Song Fang's face turned deathly pale.

"Is there no room for negotiation? He's your brother, you grew up together. Go and beg him to let you off the hook. Ask him to tell the higher-ups it's all a misunderstanding. Go!"

Zhou Jianjun had indeed thought about it last night, but hearing it from Song Fang's mouth instantly enraged him. "You want me to beg him? Why should I beg him?!"

"Look at my face!" Zhou Jianjun pointed to his nose. "Zhou Chen beat me up. Do you think he still cares about family ties? You really want to see me humiliated by him?"

"What else can we do?!" Song Fang was both panicked and anxious.

She chose to marry Zhou Jianjun because he was a minor officer in the army.

Song Fang was hoping that Zhou Jianjun would get a promotion so that she could become an official's wife.

If I leave the military now, won't everything be over?

Cai Laifeng was completely dumbfounded.

My mind was a complete mess, and it took me a long time to sort out some thoughts.

Zhou Chen died, and his son was promoted.

Zhou Chen is alive again; his son has been discharged from the army.

Cai Laifeng opened her mouth, then grabbed Zhou Jianjun's sleeve. "Jianjun, you can't leave the army. I'll go find the leaders, I'll go find Zhou Chen. He's your brother, he can't do this to you, he's heartless..."

Zhou Jianjun pulled her hand away and said, word by word, "It's no use telling me this. The document has been issued, and I can't stay in the army anymore."

Cai Laifeng's lips trembled, and she burst into tears.

He sat on the ground, slapping his thigh and shouting, "What sins have I committed? I raised you to this age, fed you, clothed you, and sent you to the army. I haven't even had a few good days, and now you're telling me you're being discharged. I don't want to live anymore! I don't want to live anymore!"

Song Fang glanced at her mother-in-law with disdain. Was this the time to make a scene?