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

"Awooo—!"

A bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, rang out at the gate of the compound, startling two sparrows out of the trees.

Wang Guifen felt as if she had been struck by a high-voltage electric shock. She jumped three feet high off the ground, clutching her armpits, her body tilted to one side, her face contorted in pain, tears and snot instantly streaming down her face.

"Murder! You little beast, you've killed someone! My arm is broken! Broken!"

She collapsed to the ground, slapping the cement floor with her other hand, kicking up dust as if she were more energetic than the opera singers performing at the village entrance.

The surrounding crowd was startled and instinctively took two steps back.

"This...this child hit so hard?" an uninformed middle-aged woman muttered.

"Heavy-handed my foot!"

Meng Yaya twirled the small rosewood gun in her palm, then innocently held it up for everyone to see.

The little girl blinked her big eyes, looking incredibly innocent and naive.

"Grandpas, grandmas, uncles, and aunts, please look carefully. This is made of wood, not even as thick as a fire poker. I just lightly touched it to let my ex-grandmother out of the way. And she broke her bone?"

After saying that, she turned to look at Wang Guifen on the ground and added in a childish voice, "Ex-grandmother, are you made of paper? Or are you so desperate for money that you've lost all sense of shame?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Everyone has eyes; that little wooden gun is round and smooth, only about half a foot long. How much strength could a little baby have holding it? This old woman's acting is too fake.

Seeing that no one believed her, Wang Guifen's arm, which was injured and numb, was sore and she couldn't lift it at all. She felt both angry and anxious. Her eyes darted around, and she pointed at Lin Wanrou, who hadn't said a word, and started spewing nonsense.

"Don't believe this brat! That's what that vixen taught him!"

"Lin Wanrou! You jinx! Not only did you instigate the children to beat their elders, but you also ran off with all of Changhe's money! Changhe, you're so foolish! You've been bewitched by this woman!"

While wailing, Wang Guifen winked at her two sons who were pretending to be dead.

Despite the pain in his leg, Meng Jingui chimed in, "That's right! Brother, aren't you going to do anything about your wife? Our mother came all this way to see you, and she didn't even get a sip of water, only to be humiliated by this mother and daughter at the gate! If this gets back to our hometown, how will you face anyone?"

Meng Jianjun, an even more shameless scoundrel, lay down on the ground and shouted, "I don't want to live anymore! My own brother became a high-ranking official, and my niece broke my own leg! Is there no law anymore?!"

This family is absolutely awful; their tantrums and outbursts are perfectly coordinated and so noisy it's enough to give anyone a headache.

Gu Changfeng stood there, his face, with its cold, hard lines, seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. Just as he was about to step forward, his hand suddenly felt empty.

Lin Wanrou, who had been protected by him, released his hand.

The woman, who usually wouldn't dare to speak loudly, straightened her back and took a step forward.

She didn't look at the scoundrel on the ground, but instead held up the neatly folded, yellowed piece of straw paper in her hand.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

Lin Wanrou's voice carried an unprecedented air of strength.

"Since they have no shame and insist on causing trouble at the military district gate, let's make things clear."

In front of hundreds of people, she unfolded the piece of toilet paper with a "whoosh".

"This is a letter severing ties with my family!"

Lin Wanrou held the paper high, showing it to everyone.

"It bears the signature of Zhao Dezhu, the village head of Xiahe Village, the handprint of an elder of the Meng family, and the old lady's own seal!"

She pointed at Wang Guifen, who was still howling on the ground, and said firmly, "Just half a month ago, Wang Guifen forced us, a widow and her child, to use all the allowances my husband had sent home over the years, totaling more than a thousand yuan, to buy out all ties between us and the Meng family!"

"It's clearly written in black and white: from this day forward, marriages are separate matters, and neither party will be responsible for the other's life, health, or death!"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

"What? Over a thousand yuan?"

"My goodness, that's a huge sum of money! Isn't that enough for this old woman?"

"They've already severed ties, and yet they still come here to cause trouble. Isn't this extortion?"

Wang Guifen never expected Lin Wanrou to actually reveal this. She panicked, her old face flushing red and then pale, and she shouted, her neck stiff, "That was your own choice! Besides, I'm Changhe's mother! Even if you're gone, I can't sever the blood ties between me and Changhe! Changhe has to take care of himself in his old age!"

"You big idiot!"

Meng Yaya tucked the wooden gun into her waistband, took a short step down the stairs, and stood right in front of Wang Guifen's nose.

The little girl stretched out a delicate white finger and began to calculate the accounts for everyone.

"Dear uncles and elders, my dad served in the army for three years, and he sent home a stipend of forty yuan every month. That's more than a thousand yuan over three years."

"But what about me and my mom?"

Meng Yaya pulled Lin Wanrou's hand over, showing her hands that, although they had been treated with medicine, still showed visible frostbite scars.

"My mom and I could only drink two bowls of thin porridge a day, so thin you could see your reflection in it! In winter, we didn't even have a decent pair of cotton shoes, and we were forced to go up the mountain to chop firewood in the heavy snow!"

The money my dad sent back was all taken by that old hag to buy meat and new clothes for her two good-for-nothing sons!

Meng Yaya pointed to the fat, greasy Meng Jingui, and then to Meng Jianjun, who was wearing slightly worn work clothes.

"Look at these two lazy, good-for-nothing giant babies, all fat! And look at the photos of me and my mom when we first came to the military region, we were skinny like skeletons!"

"She even tries to steal the money we earn through our own hard work. Is this what a mother is? Is this what a family is?"

Meng Yaya's little mouth chattered away, her logic clear and logical, each word like a slap in the face to the Meng family.

The military wives around them were furious.

These days, nobody's rich, but we can't stand this kind of bullying. This isn't a mother-in-law; she's practically a wicked landlord from the old society!

"That's so unethical!"

"How dare someone like this cause trouble at the military base?"

"Commander Gu must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to have such a stepmother!"

Public opinion has completely shifted. Those who just moments ago felt sorry for the old woman now look at Wang Guifen with nothing but contempt and disgust.

Wang Guifen panicked completely. She glanced at the crowd pointing and whispering around her, then at Gu Changfeng, who stood on the steps looking down at her.

Her eldest son, whom she had beaten and scolded since childhood and who had never dared to resist, was now wearing a dignified military uniform, his shoulders as broad as a mountain, but his eyes were devoid of any warmth, looking at her as if she were a pile of garbage.

"Chang...Changhe..." Wang Guifen stammered, her voice trembling, "Mother...Mother is only doing this for your own good...I'm afraid this woman will cheat you out of your money..."

That's enough.

Gu Changfeng finally spoke.

These two words, though light, felt like heavy stones hitting one's heart.

He strode forward, his black leather shoes clicking on the ground, approaching Wang Guifen step by step. The menacing aura emanating from him, as if he had crawled out of a pile of corpses, made Wang Guifen gasp for breath, and she instinctively shrank back.

Black Wind followed at Gu Changfeng's feet, whimpering in his throat, baring his fangs, ready to pounce and tear these scoundrels to shreds at any moment.

Gu Changfeng stopped two steps away from Wang Guifen. He neither reached out to help her nor flew into a rage.

He simply straightened his military cap and then took out the marriage certificate that he and Lin Wanrou had just renewed from his pocket.

"Look carefully."

Gu Changfeng opened the marriage certificate and coldly displayed it in front of Wang Guifen.

"Lin Wanrou is my legal wife and a military dependent protected by the state. Meng Yaya is my biological daughter."

He put away his identification, his gaze sweeping over the three disheveled vampires on the ground, his voice devoid of any vitality.

"As for you."

Gu Changfeng paused, his tone icy, and said, enunciating each word clearly, "My home does not welcome beasts."