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

The sun beat down mercilessly on the earth, and dust from the training field was whipped up by the wind, seeping into people's nostrils.

Wang Guifen, dragging Meng Jingui whose injured leg had not yet fully healed, stormed to the edge of the training field.

Her gray hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and her eyes were bloodshot, like a bull with its eyes blazing.

"Gu Changfeng! You heartless ingrate! Get your ass out here!"

Before Wang Guifen even entered the venue, her raspy voice had already started wailing.

The young soldier on guard reached out to stop him, but before he could say anything, Wang Guifen spat a mouthful of phlegm onto his foot.

"Get out of my way! A good dog doesn't block the way! I'm your commander's mother! Let's see who dares to stop me!"

Wang Guifen was truly frantic at this moment. Her precious youngest son, whom she doted on and protected, who would never even lift a finger, was now shoveling manure? And feeding three hundred pigs?

The thought of Meng Jianjun suffering in the pigsty made Wang Guifen's heart ache. She shoved the young soldier aside, not caring whether the training ground was a military stronghold or not, and plopped down on the dusty ground, slapping her thighs loudly.

"This is outrageous! The officials are bullying ordinary people! An older brother is trying to kill his own brother!"

"My poor Jianjun! He's got the body of a literary star descended from heaven, how could he be feeding pigs! That's work for the lowest of men!"

This shout startled a whole battalion of soldiers who were practicing bayonet drills on the training field.

Hundreds of people stopped what they were doing and turned to look at them.

Gu Changfeng was standing at the front of the line correcting the movements when he heard the commotion, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He strode over, each step making a "plop plop" sound on the yellow earth.

Meng Yaya was sitting on the horizontal bar next to her, watching the commotion, with a handful of sunflower seeds in her hand. When she saw her adoptive father walk over, she stuffed the sunflower seed shells into her pocket, jumped down like a nimble little monkey, and followed him with her short legs.

"What's all the fuss about?" Gu Changfeng stood in front of Wang Guifen, looking down at her, his body blocking most of the sun, casting a shadow over Wang Guifen.

Wang Guifen looked up and saw Gu Changfeng's cold face. She shuddered for a moment, but was immediately overwhelmed by anger.

She scrambled to her feet and reached out to grab Gu Changfeng's collar, but Gu Changfeng dodged to the side, and she missed.

"You still dare to hide? You heartless bastard!" Wang Guifen pointed at Gu Changfeng's nose and cursed, "I'm asking you, did you send Jianjun to raise pigs? Did you have people bully him?"

"Yes," Gu Changfeng answered crisply.

"Listen to this! Everyone listen to this! He admitted it!"

As if she had seized upon something, Wang Guifen turned around and cried out to the soldiers who were watching the commotion.

"My son came here to be a cadre! He's educated and strong, why should he sleep with pigs? Is that something a human being would do? Gu Changfeng is just settling a personal score; he just can't stand to see us, mother and son, doing well!"

The soldiers around them, who had initially just been watching the spectacle, changed their expressions upon hearing this.

In these days, revolutionary work is not divided into noble and lowly. What's wrong with raising pigs? Which company doesn't have a pigsty? Which soldier hasn't taken turns feeding pigs? How come in this old woman's mouth, raising pigs has become a lowly job, a disgrace?

At this moment, Meng Yaya peeked out from behind Gu Changfeng, her two little buns on her head swaying back and forth.

"Grandma, you're wrong about that."

The little girl's voice was crisp and clear, carrying far and wide.

"My dad said that Uncle Jianjun is a special talent, a high-ranking official who is in charge of three hundred mouths."

What, do you look down on working people? Or do you think our army's pigs are unworthy of your precious son?

"Shut up, you brat! Who gives you the right to interrupt adults?"

Wang Guifen glared fiercely at Meng Yaya, then turned back to continue her tantrum.

"I don't care! What kind of pig or dog management is this? Jianjun can't do that! Gu Changfeng, give the order right now to bring Jianjun back!"

Give him an office job, like...like what that guy said earlier, like being a training instructor or something! And he'll even have a jeep!

Gu Changfeng was so angry he laughed.

Instructor? Equipped with a jeep?

Meng Jianjun can't even read all the characters. He's good at everything except eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring. If you make him an instructor, he'll lead the troops astray.

"He's doing a great job at Red Star Farm. Yesterday he even volunteered to clean the pig troughs all night." Gu Changfeng's tone was calm, but every word was cutting. "This is the organization's decision, and it can't be changed."

"Can't change it? You're the commander, how can you not change it? I think you just don't want to do it!"

Seeing that her gentle approach wasn't working, Wang Guifen rolled her eyes and prepared to use her trump card.

She suddenly lay down on the ground and started rolling around, kicking her legs and kicking up clouds of yellow dust. She even tried to hug Gu Changfeng's leg.

"I can't live anymore! My son is suffering, and it breaks my heart! If I don't bring Jianjun back today, I'll kill myself by smashing my head against this flagpole! I'll let the whole world know that you, Gu Changfeng, drove your elder to suicide!"

Meng Jingui wasn't idle either, leaning on his crutch and howling along:

"Brother, please have some pity for Mother! Jianjun has been spoiled since he was a child, he's never suffered like this before! That pigsty stinks so badly, don't let the smell suffocate him!"

The mother and son, working in perfect harmony, took shamelessness to the extreme.

Gu Changfeng took a step back, avoiding Wang Guifen's muddy hands, his eyes icy cold.

"Want to die?" Gu Changfeng unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves a bit. "Perfect, the shooting range is empty. If you really want to die, I'll grant your wish and erect a monument for you with the words 'Making a Scene in the Military Camp' written on it."

Wang Guifen's rolling motion froze.

She was trying to extort money, not really wanting to die. But the look in Gu Changfeng's eyes suggested he really wanted to bury her.

"You...you..." Wang Guifen trembled with anger as she scrambled to her feet, pointing at the dark-faced soldiers around her.

"You just stand by and watch him bully others? My son is a precious gem! Why should he be raised like a pig by you? You lowly soldiers eating pig feed is because your lives are worthless! My son is destined to be a high-ranking official and enjoy a life of luxury!"

These words immediately caused an uproar in the training ground, which had been quiet with onlookers.

Is your life cheap?

These soldiers who defended their country risked their lives, shedding blood and sweat, yet in this old hag's mouth, their lives became cheap?

Zhao Tiezhu slammed the bayonet on the ground, and the Northeastern man, unable to contain his anger, yelled, "Who are you calling a cheapskate? I started out raising pigs! What, did I eat your rice?"

"Exactly! You look down on pig farmers, so why don't you just stop eating meat then!"

"Where did this crazy woman come from? Throw her out!"

The soldiers' anger was ignited, and they pressed forward one by one. That murderous aura was something that a rural shrew like Wang Guifen could not withstand.

Looking into those murderous eyes, Wang Guifen finally panicked. She shrank back and tried to find a shield by pulling Meng Jingui along.

Meng Yaya stood on the steps, looking at the scene, and couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

now it's right.

Without lifting a finger, that old woman's foul mouth could send her to her doom.

"Dad, it seems that Grandma's awareness is too low. She needs to be sent to a re-education class to be reformed." Meng Yaya tugged at Gu Changfeng's trouser leg.

"Otherwise, if she keeps promoting feudal superstitions and dividing people into different classes, it will have a very bad influence."

Gu Changfeng nodded and was about to order the guards to drive the people away.

Wang Guifen suddenly went mad.

She knew that if things didn't come to a conclusion today, Meng Jianjun would really have to spend his whole life in the pigsty.

She was really going all out. She spotted a green Jeep parked not far away with the engine still running and assumed that some important leader had arrived.

Without thinking twice, Wang Guifen shook off Meng Jingui and charged forward like a cannonball.

"Your Honor! Help! There's someone here who's hiding the truth! The commander's treating his own brother like an animal!"

She rushed to the front of the jeep and spread her arms to stop it.

The driver was startled and slammed on the brakes.

"Squeak—"

The tires left a black mark on the ground, and the front of the car was only a fist's distance away from Wang Guifen's stomach.

Wang Guifen was so frightened that her legs went weak and she collapsed onto the hood of the car. She then began to pound on the engine cover, taking her tantrum to the extreme.

"Your Honor, come down and judge this! My son has the hands of a scholar, how could he be shoveling manure!"

Those soldiers are tough enough to handle it, but my son's health is too precious for that! Gu Changfeng is inhuman; he's trying to destroy the foundation of our Meng family!"

The car door was not open.

But the atmosphere around them instantly turned somber.

Gu Changfeng's eyelids twitched when he saw the license plate number of the car. It was... car number 001.

Meng Yaya also recognized the car; it was her godfather Lei Zhentian's vehicle.

Her big eyes lit up, and she pulled a sunflower seed from her pocket, popped it into her mouth, and mumbled indistinctly, "Oh no, the toad has fallen into the oil pan, it's really going to explode this time."