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

Just as Gu Changfeng was about to take a step forward, a soft little hand grabbed him.

Meng Yaya sat on the car frame, swinging her short legs, chewing on a White Rabbit milk candy, and looking at the slick-haired man in the distance with a look of disgust.

"Dad, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?" Meng Yaya said indistinctly. "You, a regimental commander, are lowering yourself to argue with such a fly."

Gu Changfeng raised an eyebrow, looking at his daughter's smug expression, and withdrew his foot: "Then what do you suggest we do?"

"This is my territory, so of course it's done my way." Meng Yaya pulled out a handful of fried soybeans she'd taken from the cafeteria and tossed them into the air—a signal for assembly.

In the nursery yard, Zhao Xiaohu, who was already preparing to go home, suddenly felt his ears twitch. He's now more sensitive to the sounds of food than a dog.

"The boss is calling!" Zhao Xiaohu threw his schoolbag on the ground, ignoring whether his grandmother would scold him, grabbed the bamboo stick and ran back. "Guards! Assemble!"

Over there, Song Hongxia had been cornered against the wall.

The man in the gray Zhongshan suit was named Liu Deli, an officer in the logistics department. Relying on his minor authority over the distribution of supplies, he often acted arrogantly in front of the pretty female comrades.

"Hey Song, you see, I don't have much to do this Sunday, so I got two tickets for 'Tunnel Warfare'."

As Liu Deli spoke, he moved his greasy face closer to Song Hongxia, the stench of his cigarette making her feel nauseous.

"These tickets weren't easy to get; I reserved them especially for you."

Song Hongxia shrank back, clutching the broom tightly in her hand, her voice trembling: "Officer Liu, I... I have to prepare lessons on Sunday, I really don't have time."

"What are you preparing lessons for? Come with me to see a movie. I'll get your class an extra ten pounds of coal briquettes so you can stay warm all winter," Liu Deli said, draping his salty pig's hand over Song Hongxia's shoulder.

Song Hongxia was so frightened that she closed her eyes.

Just then, a dark, shadowy object came whistling through the air.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

A lump of mud was smeared precisely onto Liu Deli's shiny face, hitting the bullseye and sealing his mouth shut.

"Ptooey! Ptooey!" Liu Deli was stunned by the blow, wiping his face, his mouth full of the taste of dirt. "Who? Which little brat did this?!"

No one answered him.

All around was quiet, with only the rustling of the wind through the leaves of the old locust tree.

Liu Deli squinted and looked around. The courtyard was empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

"Damn it..." Liu Deli cursed and took out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

He had just wiped it a couple of times when he suddenly felt an itch in his collar. It felt like something furry was wriggling around, cool and tingling, and it was trying to burrow deeper.

Liu Deli shuddered and reached behind his neck.

Soft.

It can still move.

He pulled the thing out and saw a two-inch-long, green caterpillar covered in green hair, wriggling its rear end at him while lying on his finger.

"ah--!!!"

A scream pierced the air above the nursery, startling several sparrows into flight.

Liu Deli has a problem: he's not afraid of being scolded by his superiors or beaten by his wife, but he's terrified of these spineless, spineless scoundrels.

Before he could even shake the insects off his hand, the old locust tree overhead started raining things down like it was raining.

It was full of insects.

Green, black, hairy, spiky, and even two toads landed on his leather shoes with a "croak".

"Enemy attack! Ambush!" A childish yet domineering roar came from the bushes.

Immediately afterwards, more than twenty little radish heads emerged from under the slide, from the grass, and even from behind the large water tank.

Zhao Xiaohu took the lead, his face smeared with two streaks of black mud, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, looking just like a bandit leader who had just come down from the mountain.

"Guards, listen to my command! Fire!"

"Charge!"

"Down with the big bad guy!"

The children, clutching balls of mud they had already rolled, rained it down on Liu Deli. These kids, usually so repressed, were now on a mission to cause trouble, and their fighting spirit was off the charts.

Liu Deli was instantly submerged in the mud rain. His new Zhongshan suit, which he had specially worn to impress girls, was instantly transformed into camouflage clothing.

"Stop! All of you, stop!" Liu Deli jumped up and down, looking as pathetic as a monkey that had been doused with boiling water. "I'm Officer Liu from the logistics department! I'm going to see your parents! I'm going to discipline you!"

"Discipline my ass!"

Meng Yaya, with her hands behind her back, slowly slid down from the top of the slide, her eyes looking down at everyone.

"If you dare to mess with my people on my turf, you're asking for trouble."

Meng Yaya walked up to Liu Deli and stomped her little cloth shoes on the ground.

When Liu Deli saw that the leader was actually a baby who had just been weaned, he was so angry that his nose almost twisted: "You wild girl, believe it or not, I'll..."

Just as he was about to raise his hand, Zhao Xiaohu stepped in front of Meng Yaya.

"What do you want?" Zhao Xiaohu slammed the bamboo stick on the ground, tilting his chubby face upturned with his nostrils flared. "You dare touch my boss and see what happens?"

"And who are you, you brat?" Liu Deli asked angrily.

Zhao Xiaohu grinned, revealing a set of scraggly teeth:

"My grandfather's name is Zhao Gang, and he was a deputy division commander. My grandmother's name is Luo Xiuying, and there's no one in this courtyard she can't out-argue."

"If you dare touch me, I'll have my grandma go to your logistics department and yell at you for three days and three nights, until you can't even keep your underwear on!"

Upon hearing the name "Zhao Gang," Liu Deli's legs went weak.

Who in the military compound doesn't know that troublemaker from the Zhao family? He's a hornet's nest; whoever stirs it is doomed.

"And there's more," Meng Yaya pointed to the still-wriggling caterpillars on the ground.

"These are teaching aids for our biology class. If you dare to step on one of them, you'll have to pay for it with ten pounds of White Rabbit milk candy. If even one is missing, I'll tell Commander Lei that you're sabotaging the education of the next generation in the military region."

Riesling?!

Liu Deli's vision went black. This little brat was even more arrogant, calling herself Commander-in-Chief the moment she opened her mouth.

He looked at the group of children who were eyeing him menacingly and were still making a second batch of mud balls, and then at Song Hongxia standing behind him with a relieved expression. He finally realized that he had kicked a hornet's nest today.

"Fine...you win!" Liu Deli gritted his teeth, swatting away the bugs on his body as he backed away. "A real man doesn't argue with children! We'll see!"

After saying that, he covered his head and, amidst the children's laughter, scurried out of the daycare gate in a disheveled state, not even daring to turn back to pick up one of his shiny leather shoes that had fallen off.

"Oh—! We've won!"

The children cheered and threw the mud in their hands into the air.

Song Hongxia, her eyes red, walked over and squatted down in front of Meng Yaya, reaching out to hug her.

"Ya Ya, thank you..." Song Hongxia's voice choked with emotion.

Meng Yaya stretched out her little hand and patted Song Hongxia's shoulder in a precocious manner: "Teacher Song, if anyone bullies you again, just say my name. We may be small, but there are many of us."

Gu Changfeng leaned against the doorway, watching this scene, and couldn't help but smile.

This girl is more capable than the entire company he led.

……

By the time I got back to Courtyard No. 6, it was already getting dark.

Before even entering the room, a loud "bang" was heard as the table was slammed, followed by Sun Shouzhen's powerful and angry shouts.

"Bullshit! Utter bullshit! I've been practicing medicine for fifty years, and I've saved more lives than they've eaten rice. Now you want my medical license? You want me to take an exam at the sanitation department?"

Gu Changfeng's face darkened, and he pushed open the door to go inside.

Sun Shouzhen was so angry that his beard was trembling, and he was holding a notice stamped with a red seal in his hand.

Lin Wanrou sat to the side, her head down and her brows furrowed in worry. Her face, which had once been radiant because of opening the clinic, was now filled with sorrow again.

"What's wrong?" Gu Changfeng put Meng Yaya down and strode over.

"Changfeng, you're back just in time." Sun Shouzhen tossed the paper in front of Gu Changfeng.

"That woman surnamed Zhao from the medical team brought some people to seal off the door today! She said we're practicing medicine without a license and they're going to take Wanrou to a re-education camp!"

Meng Yaya picked up the notice, which clearly stated: "Order to suspend business for rectification. Relevant personnel must pass the unified assessment of the health team, otherwise they will be treated as practicing medicine without a license."

Meng Yaya flipped through the flimsy notification slip twice.

The red stamp on it was glaring, but what was even more glaring was the name at the end—Zhao Fang.

"Zhao Fang..." Meng Yaya pointed at the two words with her finger, which still smelled of White Rabbit milk candy, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

She recognized the name. When she first came to the military compound, she had a crush on her stepfather, but later she tried to take over the compound from them but failed.

It's likely that she saw her mother opened a clinic and was unhappy about it, so she deliberately came to cause trouble.