I was reborn after my cousin stole my life.

Chapter 90: Lesson in Ideological and Civilized Behavior

Yuan Juan lay on the bed, the corners of her mouth uncontrollably curving upwards. Afraid that Zhou Lei and the others would see, she pulled the blanket up to cover her mouth and turned her head to chuckle.

She knew it would be useful.

Her smile quickly froze on her lips.

Hao Jia: "...!!!"

Yuan Juan suppressed a smile, turned over, and faced away from the doorway.

"Why are you fidgeting like that? Do you have lice on your back?"

Yuan Juan: "There's a draft at the door, and it makes me uncomfortable."

Zhou Lei quickly went to close the door, and when he saw Hao Jia standing at the door, he nodded to her, "I'll close the door."

Hao Jia: "You can turn it off."

After closing the door, Zhou Lei glanced back at Hao Jia, who was standing by the window. He felt that the nurse's gaze was strange when she looked at him.

Hao Jia didn't linger. After taking a couple more glances, she quickly went downstairs.

"Yuan Xiu, Yuan Xiu, let me tell you, that woman you call, no, that pregnant woman named Yuan Juan, she was secretly laughing behind her husband and mother-in-law's back, and I caught her red-handed! Why would she laugh? She almost lost her baby, and she was still laughing? She's so strange! Is she really mentally unstable?"

Yuan Xiu: "I think I roughly know the reason."

"What's the reason?"

"I heard that she was supposed to go back to her hometown in the next few days, but now that things are like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to travel far."

Hao Jia's eyes widened. "She did it on purpose! It's because she doesn't want to go back to her lover's hometown that she's secretly smiling!"

After saying that, she clicked her tongue twice and said, "This person is quite something! She's pretty ruthless to herself; isn't she afraid of actually losing the baby?"

Perhaps for Yuan Juan, the safety of her child was not as important as keeping him in the compound.

If Zhou Lei is determined to send her back to her hometown, she can get away with it this time. But once she recovers, does she expect to stay in the army by wrestling again?

Yuan Xiu subconsciously felt that it wasn't that simple.

Before we knew it, it was time for our class on moral education.

Yuan Juan didn't need to attend the class because she had a hospital certificate for bed rest; it was Aunt Zhou who came instead.

As soon as she arrived, she affectionately took Yuan Xiu's hand and stroked it, asking, "How's the pregnancy going? Is the baby fussy?"

Yuan Xiu withdrew her hand and touched her belly: "It's fine."

"Oh, that's good. If the child isn't making a fuss, it means he loves his mother."

Chunmei's sister-in-law came to find Yuanxiu and deliberately pulled her to sit on the other side.

"Everyone knows her daughter-in-law does that kind of thing, and she's still talking to you about it. What's there to talk about?"

Sister-in-law Xiulan said, "They're very clever. They're being so friendly to Xiao Yuan, which is a way of telling us that there's no conflict between the Zhou family and Xiao Yuan's family, and that Yuan Juan didn't do the thing that was rumored."

"Just because she says no doesn't mean it isn't. Ask anyone, and they'll all say it's Yuan Juan. Battalion Commander Chen and Battalion Commander Jiang's families even had a lot of people do experiments with them, having people talk through a wall, and neither of them admitted to being wrong. That proves that the person is Yuan Juan."

"What's the use of our recognition? We have no evidence."

"Didn't you say Yuan Juan was going back to her hometown in the next few days? Why hasn't she left yet?" Guiying's sister-in-law asked.

Chunmei's sister-in-law: "She fell and is lying in bed. She said there's water near the toilet, and Deputy Battalion Commander Zhou even asked everyone to be careful when pouring water..."

The auditorium was bustling with activity, and the military dependents chatted in small groups, creating a lively atmosphere.

It wasn't until Wu Yufen took the microphone and stood on the stage that everyone gradually quieted down.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

"Everyone, quiet down, let's start class..."

The lesson on moral education and civility has officially begun.

On the stage is a political leader sent by the military.

As the military dependents stepped down from the stage, they were the ones who had listened attentively to the lecture.

Yuan Xiu sat below, a notebook in front of her and a pen in her hand, writing down everything that was said.

Few people take notes like her. Sister-in-law Guiying sat next to her, head down, and quietly yawned several times.

It wasn't that she wasn't enthusiastic or had any opinions about what the teacher was saying; it was just that she couldn't help it—she had this problem of getting sleepy as soon as she started listening to a lecture since she was little.

"How can we achieve ideological progress in a concrete way within the context of being a military family member and in our daily lives?"

"...We must transform ideological progress into concrete actions."

"Our soldiers are defending our country on the front lines. As their families, we should actively participate in rear-area development, engage in production, manage our households frugally, maintain good neighborly relations, and hold ourselves to high standards!"

"We need to transform HTC's 'progress' into small, tangible things we can do every day, so that progress becomes tangible."

"Military families are a glorious group! We should set an example for others, unite and help others, start with small things, start with ourselves, and educate those around us with the things around us."

The leader on stage spoke for more than an hour, and after he finished, the speaking session began.

When the teacher mentioned speaking, the military dependents in the audience all shrank back, afraid that they would be called on.

Chairman Gu stood up. "Let me start. This isn't the first time we've talked about 'ideological progress.' Although we haven't discussed it as formally as we have today in our family committee meetings, the message is the same: many of you military family members here have done a very good job in 'ideological progress,' but there are still some who are holding back progress..."

She talked a lot, and although she didn't name names, everyone knew who these "some people" were and who was holding back "progress".

Everyone instinctively looked in the direction where Aunt Zhou was sitting.

"..."

Grandma Zhou's face turned bright red, but she still had to smile and pretend to calmly agree with what Chairman Gu said.

Those from Battalion Commander Chen's family, and those who had been spreading rumors, all lowered their heads, feeling extremely ashamed.

After Chairman Gu sat down, the teacher on the stage pointed downwards and said, "The comrade who is taking notes with his head down, please share your understanding of ideological progress."

Everyone's eyes followed the teacher's hand on the stage.

Yuan Xiu had no idea that the teacher was calling on her, and was even writing it down in her notebook.

Sister Chunmei tugged at her sleeve, "Xiao Yuan, they're calling on you. They want you to speak!"

Yuan Xiu then raised her head. It seemed that the teacher's finger was pointing at her, and she subconsciously pointed back at her own nose.

"That's right, it's you, the woman with pigtails and wearing a blue cotton coat."

Yuan Xiu stood up.

Chunmei and the others looked at her with worried eyes, afraid that she wouldn't know what to say and would make a fool of herself.

Chairman Gu led the applause, "Let's give Comrade Yuan Xiu a round of applause! Let's encourage her."

Inside the auditorium, applause thundered.

Yuan Xiu cleared her throat. "Hello, teachers, aunties, and sisters-in-law. I'm young and inexperienced, and I've only been in the army for a short time. Please don't laugh at me if I don't speak well. I will definitely learn more in the future and strive to learn more deeply and understand more thoroughly next time."