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

The sounds of their secret plot outside gradually subsided, as if Wang Guifen, fearing the eldest son's family would overhear, pulled them to the backyard.

Lin Wanrou was trembling all over; it was fear that had seeped into her very bones.

"Ya Ya... let's run."

Lin Wanrou suddenly grabbed Meng Yaya's hand tightly, her eyes filled with a desperate resolve, "Mom will take you away! Even if we have to beg for food, we won't marry a fool!"

Begging?

Meng Yaya shook her head.

She, a powerful figure in the apocalypse, is going begging for food with a whole space full of supplies? If word got out, even the zombies would laugh their heads off.

"Mom, don't run. That's a deserter."

Meng Yaya stood up from the kang (a heated brick bed), her short legs moving steadily. "We're walking openly and honestly."

"But..." Lin Wanrou's eyes welled up with tears, "They're going to sell you! That idiot from the Li family, I heard he beat two child brides to death before..."

"mom."

Meng Yaya interrupted her, placing her small hand on Lin Wanrou's cold hand, "Where's Daddy?"

Lin Wanrou was taken aback, seemingly not expecting her daughter to bring this up suddenly.

"Your father...everyone says he's dead." Lin Wanrou's eyes dimmed.

"I don't believe it," Meng Yaya said firmly.

In the original owner's memory, although she had never met her father, a sum of money would be sent back every year. However, Wang Guifen intercepted it all and lied to Lin Wanrou, saying it was a pension.

But how can someone have received pension payments for three years?

Moreover, if someone had died in battle, the military would definitely send back a martyr's certificate. Wang Guifen didn't have one.

"Let me see Dad's things." Meng Yaya stretched out her hand.

Lin Wanrou hesitated for a moment, then turned around and climbed to the head of the kang (a heated brick bed), where she pried out a small, blackened cloth bag from the cracks in the wall bricks.

That was her only remaining thought, hidden most carefully, so much so that even Wang Guifen didn't search it.

The cloth bag was opened, revealing only half a broken jade pendant and a black and white photograph.

The photo has yellowed and the edges are badly worn.

The photo shows a young man in military uniform with a cold and stern face and a high nose. Even though it's just an old photo, he exudes a sharp and unapproachable aura.

Is this the original owner's father, Meng Changhe?

wrong.

Meng Yaya squinted.

On the back of the photo, there is a line of penmanship, the ink of which has faded considerably.

The words in the middle are blurry and unclear.

"Mom, did Dad write this?"

"It was left by your father. He said if there was any emergency, we should go to the place written on it to find him." Lin Wanrou wiped away her tears. "But I can't read, so I don't know what it says. Besides, you were still young then, and your mother-in-law kept a close eye on you..."

Meng Yaya looked at the photo.

Although she only knew a few traditional Chinese characters, combined with that half of the jade pendant, the plot seemed to be some kind of story about a wealthy family being abandoned.

Whether it is true or not, this is the best excuse to leave this place.

"It says here that he is in the Beiping Military Region."

Meng Yaya said in a very serious tone.

"Beiping?" Lin Wanrou was startled. "That's so far?"

"Yes, let's go find Dad. Let him protect us."

Meng Yaya put away the photos and jade pendant and stuffed them into her small pocket.

"Mom, we're not running away. We're going to join the army."

"But the travel expenses..."

"I'll think of a way."

Meng Yaya patted her little chest.

Just then, the courtyard gate was pounded on with a deafening roar.

"Aunt Wang! Are you home? I've brought Old Li's family to look at the goods!"

A shrill female voice rang out; it was Liu Dazui, the village matchmaker.

So fast?

How eager was Wang Guifen to sell her?

Lin Wanrou's face turned deathly pale instantly, and she instinctively reached out to block the door.

Meng Yaya stopped her and pointed to the broken window.

"Mom, you go out first and hide behind the haystack. No matter what noise you hear later, you're not allowed to come out."

"No! Mom won't leave! Mom will fight them!" Lin Wanrou was unusually resolute this time. She grabbed a pair of scissors from the side of the kang (a heated brick bed), her hands trembling like leaves.

Meng Yaya sighed.

This mother may be a bit weak, but her protectiveness towards her child is genuine.

"No need to spell it out."

Meng Yaya walked behind the door and looked at the rickety bolt.

Since they've come to us, we shouldn't blame her for being impolite.

Perfect timing, I should collect some interest before leaving.

"Bang!"

The door was violently forced open.

Wang Guifen led a group of people and rushed in.

Besides the matchmaker Liu Dazui, there was also a drooling, obese man and two old women with fleshy faces.

"It's in this room! That brat is in this room!"

Wang Guifen pointed to the east room, her face still swollen from the injuries, but her expression was as ferocious as a demon. "Old Li's family, we have a deal, money for her! But this girl is very wild, you'd better tie her up tightly!"

"Hehe, wife...I want a wife..." The idiot clapped his hands, drooling all over the floor, and rushed straight into the house.

"Bang!"

The door to the east room suddenly opened.

It wasn't forced open; it opened from the inside.

A small figure stood on the threshold.

Meng Yaya wasn't holding any weapons; she was just playing with two small pebbles that she had somehow found.

She looked at the motley crew in the yard, grinned, and revealed a set of tiny white teeth.

"Want to buy me?"

Her voice was clear and crisp, standing out exceptionally well in the noisy courtyard.

The fool, oblivious to everything, opened his arms and lunged to hug Meng Yaya, crying, "Wife! Xiangxiang!"

"court death."

Meng Yaya's eyes turned cold.

Slight wrist movement.

"call out!"

A pebble flew through the air.

"puff!"

It hit that idiot right in the kneecap.

"Aww!"

The big, idiot, weighing over 100 pounds, collapsed like a mountain, rolling on the ground and howling while clutching his legs.

"My son!" the two old women screamed and rushed over.

Before anyone could react...

The second pebble in Meng Yaya's hand had already flown out.

The target this time is Wang Guifen.

It wasn't hitting anyone.

Instead, it struck the knot in Wang Guifen's belt.

That's a unique way of tying a belt for elderly women in the countryside; as soon as the knot loosens...

"Splash!"

Wang Guifen was gesturing and cursing enthusiastically when she suddenly felt a chill in her lower body.

The baggy black cotton trousers slipped down to her ankles right before everyone's eyes.

It revealed the large pair of shorts with red patches underneath.

The scene was very embarrassing.

It froze for a second.

Then came Liu Dazui's earth-shattering laughter, and the pointing and whispering of the surrounding villagers who were watching the spectacle.

"ah!!!"

Wang Guifen let out a scream that could pierce eardrums, and frantically tried to pull up her pants, but she tripped and fell face down into the puddle of saliva that the idiot had just drooled over.

This is the twisted sense of humor of a post-apocalyptic tycoon.

Murder is too bloody; it's better to die in a community than to commit murder.

Looking at the chaos in the yard, Meng Yaya turned around and winked at Lin Wanrou, who was already dumbfounded.

"Mom, look, they're all bowing deeply to us."