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

Gu Changfeng's hesitant "Lin Wanrou" was even more startling than the sound of him kicking the door.

The dozen or so battalion-level officers below were so angry they wished they could gouge out their own eyes or cut off their ears and put them on the table.

Does Gu Yanwang, who can crush the skulls of enemy agents, really know this beggar-like woman?

"What are you all standing there for?"

Gu Changfeng snapped out of his daze, his gaze sweeping over the group of craning subordinates. His face darkened as he roared, "Today's battle debriefing is over! Everyone, get out!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Meeting adjourned! The commander still has...family matters to attend to, let's leave quickly!"

"Yes, yes, let's retreat!"

A group of people hurriedly packed their things, their movements so fast it looked like an emergency assembly.

Everyone can't help but look back a couple more times when they leave the house.

I was filled with admiration, especially when I looked at Meng Yaya.

The person who dares to cling to Gu Yanwang's coattails and even threaten him is definitely the number one in the entire military region.

Only the three of them remained in the room.

Gu Changfeng took a breath. After three years, the plump girl in his memory who always had her head down sewing shoe soles had become so thin that she looked unrecognizable.

Only her appearance remained timid.

"Get down first."

Gu Changfeng reached out to pull Meng Yaya off his leg, trying to soften his tone. But the child's grip was ridiculously strong, firmly attached to his leg.

"I'm not coming down." Meng Yaya buried her face in the finely made military trousers and said in a muffled voice, "If you come down, you'll renege on your promise. My mom is timid, but I'm not a three-year-old... no, I am three years old, but I'm not easily fooled."

Gu Changfeng's temple throbbed twice.

This girl is quite quick-witted; she's nothing like the taciturn Lin Wanrou.

"I'm not running away." Helpless, Gu Changfeng could only bend down and forcefully pull the plaster off.

He placed the child on the conference table in front of him.

Meng Yaya sat on the red lacquered wooden table, her two short legs dangling in the air.

Gu Changfeng turned to Lin Wanrou, his brows furrowing deeply: "You were pregnant when I left?"

Lin Wanrou's tears welled up again at his question: "I got pregnant the month I left. Brother Changhe... no, Chief Gu, I'm not here to extort you, my family just can't make ends meet..."

She was so afraid he wouldn't believe her that she panicked and frantically tried to do something.

"I have a token!"

Lin Wanrou hurriedly unbuttoned her tattered cotton-padded jacket.

Gu Changfeng subconsciously turned his head away.

She pulled a small cloth bag, sewn shut, from the innermost layer of her thin garment. With a ripping sound, the bag was torn open.

Half a broken jade pendant lay in Lin Wanrou's palm.

The jade is not of high quality; it is somewhat grayish and its shape resembles a fish with its head and tail connected, but it is broken in the middle. This half is the fish head.

"This is what you gave me the night you left." Lin Wanrou handed over the jade pendant, her hand still trembling slightly.

As Gu Changfeng looked at the half of the jade pendant, a night flashed through his mind.

At that time, he wasn't called Gu Changfeng yet; he was just Meng Changhe, the unpopular eldest son of the Meng family. In order to take his younger brother's place in the army, his stepmother forced him to get married first, so that the Meng family could have an heir.

On a night when the red candles burned brightly, he and the girl, who was five years younger than him, sat in silence.

Not wanting to hold her back, he broke off the only family heirloom jade pendant, leaving half for her and telling her that if she didn't want to live a life of widowhood, she could take the pendant to a pawnshop to exchange for money and run away.

Unexpectedly, she held on.

Not only did they protect the jade pendant, but they also protected a child and traveled a great distance to find them.

Gu Changfeng took the half of the jade, which still carried the warmth of the woman's body, and then, in front of the mother and daughter, he reached into the collar of the military uniform with his slender fingers and pulled out a black rope from around his neck.

The other half of the jade was hanging on the rope.

That's a fish tail.

"Click".

The two jade pendants were joined together in Gu Changfeng's palm. The broken edges fit together perfectly, without any damage.

Gu Changfeng gripped the jade tightly and separated it again. He tucked his half back into his collar and solemnly placed Lin Wanrou's half back into her palm.

"Keep it safe." His tone became gentler.

He sent a stipend back to his hometown every month. In the first year it was six yuan, and later it was forty-five yuan when he was promoted. With all the ration coupons, it was more than enough to support his whole family.

How could they not be able to survive? And why are they in this state of refugee fleeing famine?

But now is not the time to ask those questions.

"Dad," Meng Yaya spoke up at the right moment, pointing to her flat stomach, "We've acknowledged each other as relatives and reminisced about old times, can we eat now? Your daughter is starving."

For the first time ever, a crack appeared on Gu Changfeng's usually cold and hard face, as if he wanted to laugh but forced it back down.

"Eat! I'll take you to eat right now!"

He reached out to hug the child on the table. But his hand froze halfway through.

He had killed enemies, carried guns, and slung 200-pound sandbags on his back, but he had never held such a soft little thing.

What if I break it?

Seeing her adoptive father's clumsy antics, Meng Yaya proactively stretched out her little arms, lunged forward, and hooked herself onto Gu Changfeng's neck: "Giddy up! Let's go!"

Gu Changfeng froze, instinctively supporting her little bottom.

light.

It's too light.

This child is clearly three years old, but she weighs as little as a cat. When I hugged her leg earlier, it felt heavy because she used a clever trick, but now when I hug her, it's all bones, and it's making my arm hurt.

A nameless anger suddenly surged up from the bottom of my heart.

How can a child be so thin when the monthly allowance of a few dozen yuan is sent back? What are those people in the Meng family doing?

"Walk."

Gu Changfeng held his daughter in one arm and casually picked up the tattered basket on the ground with the other. He glanced at Lin Wanrou, who was still in a daze, and said, "Come on. As long as I'm here in this compound, no one will dare to let you go hungry again."

Lin Wanrou looked at the tall figure from behind, wiped her face hard with her sleeve, and jogged after him.

The conference room door was opened.

The corridor was quiet until the door opened, at which point countless figures froze, then pretended to be nonchalant and went about their business.

Gu Changfeng, expressionless, carried a small baby in a tattered cotton-padded jacket, a broken basket in his hand, and a woman who looked like she was fleeing famine behind him. He swaggered into the midday sun.

"Hey, isn't this Officer Wang? The windowpanes are all worn smooth from scrubbing, and he's still cleaning them?"

As Gu Changfeng passed by the fat chief, he coldly uttered a remark.

The portly commander, who was frantically shoving a rag against a piece of glass, chuckled dryly upon hearing this: "Well... this is for the inspection, isn't it? Commander, are you... going to the canteen?"

"Hmm." Gu Changfeng bounced Meng Yaya in his arms up a little, exposing her face, which looked just like his own, to everyone's view.

Then, in a deep voice loud enough to be heard throughout the entire corridor, he said calmly:

"My wife and daughter are here. I'm showing them around the house."

boom--!

If kicking down the door was like thunder, then this sentence was like dropping an atomic bomb in the courtyard.

The corridor was deathly silent, followed by a collective gasp.

Meng Yaya leaned on Gu Changfeng's shoulder, looking at the group of officers behind her who were dumbfounded, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

Now, the entire military region knows that Gu Yanwang has been taken.

Meng Yaya's backer has now been firmly established.

"Dad, I want to eat meat."

"Enough is enough."