My little country wife whom I haven't seen for eight years has come to join the army

In this kind of matter, caution is the first priority. Zhou Ruoyu didn't know how far Lu Qinchuan had gone, but at the moment it was obviously more important to delay Lin Siyu, whose injury was not too serious.

She pursed her lips, looking at Captain Chen and Political Commissar Wang with a pair of innocent eyes, feeling very aggrieved. She said, "Since Doctor Lin said it was a misunderstanding, then can Old Lu..."

Hearing about Lu Qinchuan, Captain Chen sneered, his hands behind his back. "So many people were watching him when he committed the crime. He was so proud of himself back then, and now he's even asking his wife to intercede for him. He's really quite capable. He can easily avoid punishment, so he shouldn't think twice!"

"Yes, I agree with the commander!" Political Commissar Wang said solemnly, "Comrade Lu Qinchuan has been blinded by selfishness. This kind of behavior, which seeks only personal gain at the expense of others, is extremely shameful in our army and must be taken seriously."

Seeing that Political Commissar Wang was getting a little too serious, Regimental Commander Chen interrupted him: "Hey, Lao Wang, Lao Wang, that's just a rough temper."

After that, he whispered in Political Commissar Wang's ear, "Speaking of which, if it were you, would you be happy if a man took pictures of your sister-in-law with a camera?"

Political Commissar Wang's face darkened. "That's not the right comparison. My wife has spent her entire life in the house, hanging around the stove. She never sees another man except me. How could she be targeted by someone?"

"Look, look, isn't the meaning clear now? No one would be able to swallow this. Lu Qinchuan is a bit fierce sometimes, but from this perspective, he still has some blood in him, doesn't he?"

Captain Chen and Political Commissar Wang bit their ears and occasionally smiled, which was a very strange scene.

Seeing that the two of them were talking in low voices and it was difficult for Zhou Ruoyu to interrupt, she turned around and looked at Lin Siyu, pursing her lips and looking at him: "Doctor Lin, if you agree to reconcile, can you say a word for my old Lu?"

This is a bit too much. Lin Siyu suddenly felt a burning pain on his face. The fear when Lu Qinchuan's stone-like fist hit his face was still vivid in his mind. What kind of feeling would it take to ask him to speak for Lu Qinchuan now?

"I can print out your photo and give it to you, but I have no control over how the higher-ups deal with Comrade Lu Qinchuan. Even if I say something, it won't help. After all, as the regiment commander said, many people can testify to his crimes."

Lin Siyu smiled bitterly and spread his hands to show that he was helpless. He had already eaten Lu Qinchuan's mind and wanted him to say good things for that rude man.

"Xiao Zhou," Political Commissar Wang stepped forward, "please don't make things difficult for Comrade Xiao Lin. He's a high-ranking intellectual in our military region, a key training target. Comrade Lu Qinchuan will have to pay the price for his impulsiveness."

"...Then no one will care if he behaves like a hooligan?" Zhou Ruoyu's voice suddenly rose, scaring Lin Siyu so much that he shuddered.

She was a pretty comrade after all. Political Commissar Wang tried to persuade her kindly, "Didn't Comrade Xiaolin just say that taking a photo when you encounter something beautiful is natural? It's not considered hooliganism. Don't let Lu Qinchuan lead you astray."

This is considered hooliganism. In later generations, even taking secret photos has become a profession.

But this time was different. It was the late 1960s and early 1970s, a period when people's thinking was the most conservative. Even some elderly people did not dare to enter a photo studio for fear that their souls would be captured by the camera.

If a woman is asked to take photos of a man she is not very familiar with, it seems that most people would not be able to accept it, and it always gives people an unclear feeling.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Zhou Ruoyu lowered his brows and pondered for a moment, as if mustering up the courage to say, "If Dr. Lin can't avoid Old Lu's punishment even if he wants to reconcile, then we might as well report it to the police."

Even Captain Chen's face darkened as he said this. He clenched his hands tightly behind his back and said, "At the very least, this is a minor conflict between comrades. At the most, this is a military brawl. If this gets to the local authorities, we soldiers will lose our dignity. This is really ridiculous!"

Lin Siyu raised his eyes and defended himself: "Captain Chen, this can't be considered a fight. I was simply hurt by him."

As he spoke, he put on his shoes and stood up stubbornly: "Although I, Lin Siyu, took the initiative to propose reconciliation in front of the two leaders, it was mainly because I didn't want you to misunderstand that I really had any bad intentions.

Comrade Lu Qinchuan had already misunderstood me before, and I just didn't want to perpetuate the misunderstanding. However, I still hope that Commander Chen and Political Commissar Wang can enforce the law impartially and give me justice in the future!"

He swayed and walked towards the door: "I'm going back to the dormitory now to print out Comrade Zhou's photo and return it to her to prevent her from being beaten again!"

Of course, he knew that Captain Chen would never let the matter go through the police. When it came to the incident where Lu Qinchuan beat him into a pig's head, Lin Siyu felt that although Captain Chen scolded Lu Qinchuan to death, he must have hoped in his heart that Lu Qinchuan would not be punished in any way. After all, he was the soldier he had trained.

The only thing he was anxious about now was to get rid of the photos. They were just two photos. How could it be considered as hooliganism to take a photo from such a distance? It was hard to imagine what was going on in the minds of these country bumpkins!

"You can't leave!" Zhou Ruoyu shouted behind him.

"If he develops your photos and returns them to you, doesn't that count as reconciliation?" Political Commissar Wang looked at Zhou Ruoyu in confusion.

Zhou Ruoyu's face flushed red. "How can that be? I heard that you can print as many photos as you want. What if he keeps a few and doesn't return them to me?"

Lin Siyu looked up at the sky speechlessly: "Sister, you are a married woman, okay? Am I so shameless as to keep your photo?"

"If you didn't have such thoughts, how could Lao Lu hit you? Although he is a bit rough, he has always been reasonable. If you don't believe me, ask the soldiers in his camp."

Zhou Ruoyu's words were well-reasoned, and Lin Siyu really thought about it carefully, wondering whether he had any other thoughts about this woman.

"Captain Chen, Political Commissar Wang, why don't you just send a soldier back with me to see how many copies I make?"

Lin Siyu pressed his hand heavily between his eyebrows. It was one thing to meet that weird man, but this self-righteous woman seemed to be very difficult to deal with as well. It was really like they were not from the same family.

"Okay, then I'll send Zhu Yuguo back to the dormitory with you. Xiao Zhou, Captain Zhu is your neighbor, so you can trust him, right?"

Captain Chen looked out the window and wanted to call Captain Zhu in.

But before he could finish his words, Zhou Ruoyu's voice rang out again: "That won't do. This person can only be Lu Qinchuan!"