Seeing Zhao Jieyun insist on leaving, Sun Chan sent her off, and Zhao Jieyun explained what happened to Yang Yun.
Sun Chan was very busy inside at the time and wasn’t sure what had happened outside, she only knew Yang Yun was disfigured. Now after listening to the whole story, she just nodded and didn’t say anything; she didn’t care about Yang Yun—whatever happens to her doesn’t matter.
Zhao Jieyun said: "I feel particularly sorry to you. Such a joyous day was almost ruined by her. Yang Yun brought this upon herself, but we can’t just ignore her plight."
"Mom, don’t say such things, I understand." If a parent could ignore Yang Yun’s misfortune, that would be abnormal.
Zhao Jieyun held her daughter and sobbed: "It’s my fault, I’m sorry. You’ve just gotten married and Gu Junming has to go on duty, I’m worried about you."
"Mom, I’m fine, don’t worry about me," Sun Chan smiled.
Zhao Jieyun released her daughter and said seriously: "This time, your dad and I have made up our minds; we absolutely won’t let Yang Yun appear in front of you again. I refuse to believe we can’t handle one person between the two of us."
Zhao Jieyun’s plan is not to let Yang Yun go out in the future. No prospects, no future—it’s not important, just as long as she doesn’t cause trouble. She and Yang Dongfeng can live for decades more and ensure she has food.
If Yang Yun could reform, they would consider letting her out, but Zhao Jieyun knows it’s not going to happen in this lifetime.
Sun Chan thought for a moment and said: "I shouldn’t say this, as I’m not familiar with Yang Yun, but each time she has gone too far, she always goes all out to deal with me. I’m afraid every time I think of her."
"Don’t be afraid, mom understands. It’s my fault you suffered so much without being able to report her, forcing you between a rock and a hard place."
If it had been someone else, like Zhao Xiuxia and Sun Lijuan, Sun Chan would have reported them without hesitation.
But Yang Yun was different; Yang Dongfeng stubbornly protected her, causing one problem after another.
Zhao Jieyun, apologetically, held her daughter’s hand, comforting her for quite a while.
"Who would want a daughter behaving like a mad dog? It’s not just a loss of face that bothers us—what did you ever do to provoke her?"
Sun Chan smiled and said: "I’ll be fine, I won’t make mom worry. I don’t ask for much; as long as she stays far away from me in the future, that’s enough."
"I know. Take care of yourself when I’m not around. Oh, this is from your father. Yang Yun’s accident delayed him, so he asked me to give it to you." She handed Sun Chan a small black bag and reminded her a couple of times. Noticing time was pressing, she hurriedly left.
Sun Chan watched her mother leave, held the bag, and went back.
Gu Junming saw Sun Chan looking distressed and grabbed her hand to offer some words of comfort: "Every family has distressing relatives or friends; at least your parents said they won’t let her out anymore."
Sun Chan smiled: "I understand! Look at this; my father gave it to me."
"What?" Gu Junming took it, opened it up—inside was a very exquisite dagger, silver-bright all over, with a dozen small red gems decorating the hilt. Pressing the spring lock, the blade popped out, casting an azure blue glow across the room. The blade was sharp, its brightness tinged with blue—a truly beautiful dagger.
Gu Junming said: "This is good stuff; looks like a dagger from Russia."
Sun Chan didn’t say anything; she was curious why her father would give her such an item.
Gu Junming laughed: "A very special gift. I remember a leader who’d been to Russia for combat told me that in ancient tribes, brides would receive a dagger as part of their dowry for warding off evil, and also the stones on the dagger are real, handy for trading when needed—the most practical gift."
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"Do you like it? I’ll give it to you." Sun Chan didn’t like daggers and said to Gu Junming with a smile: "You can use it for protection when you go on duty. I wouldn’t know what to do with it, otherwise I wouldn’t be at ease."
Gu Junming smiled and nodded: "Sounds good. Let me gift you something. We’ll exchange keepsakes."
"Okay, what will you give me?"
"This is for you." Gu Junming took out something from his belt, seemingly weathered but well-polished—a pendant made from a bullet casing, hung on a silver chain.
Sun Chan took it with a smile: "What’s this?"
"This is from my first mission, a bullet casing from shooting a trespassing enemy. I’ve kept it all this time. Now, it’s yours." He chuckled as he looked at Sun Chan.
He had kept this souvenir for a long time, it held great significance for him; now he gifted it to his young wife.
Sun Chan was moved, holding it tightly: "You’re really giving it to me? Thank you!"
"You don’t mind? It’s not particularly valuable."
Sun Chan shook the bullet casing pendant lightly: "This keepsake means a lot. I really like it, but taking it means you won’t have it anymore, isn’t that unfair?"
"It’s fine, you gave me such a good dagger. I can now use it for protection."
Sun Chan smiled and nodded, her cheerful demeanor touching Gu Junming’s heart. He was about to embrace her when she dashed into the bedroom like an arrow. Before long, she returned with her wallet, attaching the pendant to it.
"I will treasure it well." Sun Chan shook it slightly, asking Gu Junming whether it looked good.
"Good looking." Gu Junming held her hand, kissed her lips: "I’ll pamper you when I return."
"Okay." Sun Chan leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
In the end, the two didn’t go out. Since Gu Junming was leaving the next day and they rarely spent time together, neither wanted to be disturbed, preferring their own company.
Under four o’clock the next morning, Gu Junming got up, Sun Chan had been sleeping in his embrace, but she frowned slightly when she found the space next to her empty, and opened her eyes.
"You’re leaving?" Sun Chan suddenly became alert and sat up.
Gu Junming said: "Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon."
Sun Chan got up to make breakfast, but Gu Junming declined: "No need, it’s too early for a meal."
"But you should at least have something simple. You’re going for flood relief, there won’t be good meals there! Have something warm!" She hastily went to the kitchen and made some noodles with cabbage and eggs.
When Gu Junming finished washing up, the meal was ready. He sat and ate heartily, feeling reluctant to part from Sun Chan.
But such is the life of a military family; daily sweetness cannot always be assumed.
The family must make sacrifices.