Dare to shirk responsibility? This adorable little one will tear down your military district!

County Public Security Bureau, interrogation room.

The iron bars divided the room in two, and the high-wattage light bulb crackled, illuminating the three faces below, making them appear deathly pale.

"It wasn't me! It really wasn't me!" Wang Guifen's handcuffs slammed against the table, and she spat all over the face of the police officer opposite her.

"It's all because of that little whore! That slut Wang Chunhua seduced my Jianjun! I'm the victim, I was tricked!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chunhua, who was squatting on the ground nearby, tossed her hair, stopped pretending to be pitiful, and pounced on Wang Guifen to scratch her face.

"Bullshit! It was your old hag who gave me the money! It was two dollars, still in my pocket! You said Commander Gu didn't like his wife, so you told me to go and have an heir for him! You even watched me buy the medicine!"

Wang Chunhua is now filled with deep regret. She had hoped to marry into a wealthy family, but instead slept with Meng Jianjun, who reeked of pig manure, and now she's going to jail. If the charges against her are proven, she'll never be able to get married again and will be sent to a labor camp.

"I'll confess! I'll confess!" Meng Jianjun huddled in the corner, the effects of the drug wearing off, now only covered in cold sweat and his legs trembling.

Looking at the imposing policeman, he spilled the beans, "It was my mother! My mother said she wanted to ruin my older brother's reputation and drive Lin Wanrou away so that I could become the regimental commander and live in the compound! I didn't know anything about it, I'm just an obedient son!"

Outside the interrogation room.

Meng Yaya clung to the one-way glass, watching the heartwarming scene of motherly love and filial piety unfold inside, clicking her tongue twice in disapproval.

"Dad, isn't this what they call 'dogs fighting, leaving a mess'?"

Gu Changfeng stood to the side, his face even more hardened than the iron bars behind the bars. He held the signed transcript in his hand, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

"That's what they call deserved it."

Officer Zhao pushed open the door, tucked the file folder under his arm, and nodded to Gu Changfeng:

"Commander Gu, the situation has been verified. The chain of evidence is complete, and with the testimonies of these people implicating each other just now, this case is airtight."

"What will the verdict be?" Lin Wanrou asked. She now stood up straight and spoke with confidence.

Police Officer Zhao sighed and looked at the scene with disgust:

"Meng Jianjun and Wang Chunhua are suspected of hooliganism. According to the rules of the crackdown, they should have been shot."

However, considering that Meng Jianjun ingested veterinary medicine by mistake and committed the crime while in a state of "unconsciousness," and also considering your intentions, Commander Gu…”

Gu Changfeng coldly replied, "Death is too easy for them. Living and suffering is the true atonement."

"Yes." Officer Zhao nodded. "After deliberation, the higher-ups decided that, given Wang Guifen was the mastermind, involved in extorting military officers, disrupting military marriages, and causing trouble, Meng Jianjun and Wang Chunhua are accomplices in the hooliganism charge."

All three individuals had their temporary urban residency permits revoked, were paraded through the streets with placards displayed for three days, and then sent back to their places of origin to be strictly guarded by the local commune and militia for labor reform.

These words are even harsher than a direct sentence.

These days, reputation is everything. You're paraded through the streets with signs saying you're a tattered shoe and a bad element, and then you're sent back to your village like livestock.

From now on, the Meng family will be like rats crossing the street in the surrounding villages, and everyone can step on them.

"Furthermore," Officer Zhao added, "their files will have a huge black mark on them. For the rest of their lives, let alone being recruited for work in the city, even their descendants will never be able to pass the political background check if they want to join the army or go to school."

This is called the "extinction plan".

Meng Yaya looked up and smiled sweetly at Officer Zhao: "Officer, shouldn't the drug be clearly labeled? It's a drug for inseminating pigs. If that bad uncle can't have children later, don't blame others."

Officer Zhao chuckled and patted Meng Yaya's head: "Don't worry, it's all written down clearly. They'll never be able to turn their lives around."

Early the next morning, at the busiest intersection in the county town.

With the deafening sound of gongs and drums, one might mistake it for a wedding.

A Jiefang brand truck slowly drove by. In the truck bed, three people were bound together with hemp rope like rice dumplings, with heavy wooden signs hanging around their necks.

Wang Guifen, with her hair disheveled, had a sign that read "A criminal who uses feudal superstition to cause destruction and extort money."

Meng Jianjun hung his head, and the sign on it read "Hooligan".

Wang Chunhua cried so hard her makeup was ruined. The sign read "Promiscuous Relationships Between Men and Women".

"Beat them! Beat these shameless bastards to death!"

The people on the roadside didn't care who you were; they threw rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and even excrement from public toilets onto the car.

"Ouch!" Wang Guifen was hit on the forehead by a stone, and blood flowed down her face. She wanted to curse, but her mouth was stuffed with rags, so she could only make muffled sounds.

Meng Yaya rode on Gu Changfeng's shoulders, holding a candied hawthorn in her hand, and stood at the back of the crowd watching the excitement.

"Mom, look at your ex-grandmother, doesn't she look just like that plucked old hen at the edge of our village?"

Looking at the disheveled people in the car, Lin Wanrou felt completely relieved. She grasped Gu Changfeng's hand; his palm was warm.

"Don't look, it'll get in your eyes," Lin Wanrou said softly.

After the parade ended, the convoy headed straight out of town. It was a dirt road leading to Mengjia Village; once you stepped onto it, you'd never be able to leave.

Gu Changfeng put Meng Yaya down and called over his bodyguard, Xiao Zhang.

"Call the Party Secretary of Mengjia Village." Gu Changfeng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a ruthless edge.

"Tell him that these people are a special gift I sent back. Their files will arrive soon, and I ask the village to take good care of them."

"Understood!" Xiao Zhang saluted, turned around and ran to send a telegram.

The phrase "take good care of" carried immense weight in those days; those who understand know its significance.

That meant doing the dirtiest and most tiring work, losing half of your work points, and being criticized and struggled against in front of the whole village every day.

Meng Yaya pouted as she looked at the yellow dust kicked up by the truck.

"Dad, do you think Uncle and Aunt will open the door for them when they go back to the village?"

Gu Changfeng sneered and picked up his daughter: "Open the door? Meng Jingui, that guy with the broken leg, can't even protect himself now. This whole family of vipers in one nest, they'll bite themselves to death without anyone else lifting a finger."

As the truck drove further and further away, Wang Guifen desperately looked back from inside the truck bed, gazing at the increasingly smaller county town and the military compound she had always dreamed of living in.

It's all gone, everything's gone!

What awaits her in the future is the scorn of the entire village, endless farm work, and a life worse than death.

Meng Yaya leaned on Gu Changfeng's shoulder and yawned. Now that the scumbag was cleaned up, the air smelled sweeter.

"Let's go home." Gu Changfeng held his wife's hand with one hand and carried his daughter with the other. "Have your mom make dumplings for us tonight, pork and scallion dumplings."

"Yay! I want to eat thirty!"

The silhouettes of the family of three stretched out long, radiating warmth.

Meanwhile, the truck carrying the Meng family was bumping along the muddy road back to their hometown.

At that moment, the loudspeaker at the entrance of Mengjia Village crackled twice, and the village secretary's hoarse voice echoed throughout the village:

"Attention all commune members! Attention all commune members! We have important news to announce! Put down what you're doing and assemble at the brigade headquarters! A 'big shot' has come from our village, and he'll be brought back in a special car soon!"

The old women sitting under the big tree sewing shoe soles perked up their ears when they heard this.

"A big shot? Could it be that that old hag Wang Guifen has really become an official's wife?"

"I doubt it! I saw a flock of magpies pooping at the village entrance yesterday. That's hardly good news, it's clearly bad news!"

At the village entrance, a large green truck covered in mud splattered on its sides drove up menacingly, kicking up dust.