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

Gu Changfeng didn't have his guards drag Wang Guifen directly into the car and send her away. Instead, with a cold face, he had two soldiers carry the muddy mess all the way to Building No. 6 in the family compound.

Meng Yaya rode on Gu Changfeng's neck, swaying her short legs, holding the "Shangfang Sword" wooden gun in her hand, and humming an unknown tune.

The way the father and daughter were acting didn't seem like they were dealing with a dispute; it was more like they had just returned to camp after winning a battle.

Building number six is ​​quiet now. The commotion from earlier was so loud that although no one dared to go out, everyone is peeking through their curtains.

Li Aihong hid in the house, her heart pounding as if it would burst out of her chest. She had just witnessed Wang Guifen being dragged away, and Lei Siling's car had also left.

She originally thought that the matter was over and that as long as she denied it, no one could take the blame on her.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The banging on the door felt like a death knell, each blow striking her heart.

"Who...who is it?" Li Aihong's throat tightened.

"Open the door." Gu Changfeng's voice pierced through the door panel, hard and cold.

Li Aihong's legs went weak, and she almost knelt on the ground. She hurriedly looked at her husband, Zhang Debiao, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.

Zhang Debiao frowned and slammed the newspaper down: "What's all the fuss about! Is Gu Changfeng going to eat you up?"

Zhang Debiao stood up, straightened his top button, put on the airs of a deputy political commissar, walked over and opened the door.

"Commander Gu, what are you up to in the middle of the day?"

Zhang Debiao, with his hands behind his back, glanced at Wang Guifen, who was being held up like a dead dog, and his brows furrowed even more.

"How could you bring such a troublemaker into the family compound? This is a serious violation of discipline!"

Gu Changfeng ignored his official tone, stepped aside, and revealed the two soldiers and Wang Guifen behind him.

"Regarding the matter of violating discipline, you'll have to ask your wife."

Gu Changfeng gently put Meng Yaya down from his neck, but when he turned to look at Zhang Debiao, his eyes were sharp as knives.

"Although this old woman is domineering, without someone to guide her, she wouldn't be able to find that remote training ground. Nor could she come up with that fabricated 'moral issues' story."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Debiao's face darkened. "Are you saying I'm colluding with outsiders?"

"Whether it's collusion or not, we'll find out by asking," Meng Yaya said crisply, pointing her little finger at Gu Changfeng's legs.

"Grandma, we've arrived. Is this the kind person who gave you the steamed buns and taught you to call my dad Chen Shimei (a notorious heartless man) who lives here?"

Wang Guifen was terrified. Commander Lei's words, "treat her as an enemy agent," made her panic, and she didn't dare to breathe. Now she just wanted to find someone to take the fall so that her own crime could be lessened.

Wang Guifen, who had been slumped on the ground, immediately peered through the crack in the door upon hearing this. She spotted Li Aihong huddled behind Zhang Debiao.

"It's her! It's her!" Wang Guifen cried out as if she had grasped at a straw, struggling to lunge forward, spitting as she did so.

"Last night in the alley behind the supply and marketing cooperative! It was this fat woman! She gave me five steamed buns and five yuan! She taught me how to ambush people at the training ground!"

"You're spouting nonsense!" Li Aihong shrieked, jumping out from behind Zhang Debiao, her face turning a deep purplish-red. "I only gave you food because I felt sorry for you! Who taught you that?!"

"Why didn't you teach me?" Wang Guifen was no pushover either; to protect herself, she remembered it clearly.

"You said you didn't like Lin Wanrou and wanted me to prove she was having an affair so it wouldn't hinder your man's promotion. Didn't you say that?"

"Whoosh—"

Several neighbors who had opened their doors to watch the commotion gasped in unison.

That's incredibly hurtful. This isn't just gossiping; it's undermining socialism and disrupting unity within the military!

Zhang Debiao's face instantly turned from black to white, then from white to green. He felt the pointing and whispering gazes around him like needles pricking his spine.

Promotion? If this gets back to the higher-ups, his time as deputy political commissar is over.

"Shut up, you crazy woman!" Zhang Debiao roared, pointing at Wang Guifen. He then turned to Li Aihong, gritting his teeth, and asked, "Tell me! Did this really happen?"

Li Aihong panicked, grabbing Zhang Debiao's sleeve and trembling: "Old Zhang, listen to me, I just can't stand Lin Wanrou's vixen-like behavior, I didn't mean to..."

"It really is you!" Meng Yaya added insult to injury at the opportune moment.

The little girl pulled a crumpled five-yuan note from her pocket, which she had taken from Wang Guifen's pocket during the chaos, and threw it on the ground.

"Auntie, this money still smells like face cream, just like the one you're wearing." Meng Yaya covered her nose, looking disgusted.

"My mom said this kind of face cream is really expensive, and you're the only one in the whole compound who's willing to use it. How could someone like my ex-grandmother, who never even took a bath, have the money for such a fragrant product?"

Ironclad evidence.

The five-yuan note was on the ground, and the wind turned it over.

Gu Changfeng looked at Zhang Debiao, his hand on his belt, his tone heavy:

"Deputy Political Commissar Zhang, as a military family member, colluded with outsiders to slander an active-duty officer in public and trespassed into a military restricted area. Shall we settle this score with the security department?"

Go to the security department? That would ruin your life!

Seeing Gu Changfeng's relentless attitude and the disdainful looks from his neighbors, Zhang Debiao's anger surged to the top of his head. At that moment, his pride, his future, and his sense of shame all clashed together and exploded.

"You spendthrift woman! I'll teach you to be so reckless!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp, resounding slap landed squarely on Li Aihong's face.

Li Aihong was so badly hit that she staggered, half of her face instantly swelled up, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

She covered her face, staring incredulously at her husband, who usually obeyed her every word: "Old Zhang, you hit me? You hit me for an outsider?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to do! You've completely disgraced me!" Zhang Debiao was so angry that his hands were shaking as he pointed at Li Aihong's nose and cursed.

"It's one thing for you to gossip in the compound all the time, but you dare to do something so unethical? Are you trying to get me killed?!"

After slapping him, Zhang Debiao turned to face Gu Changfeng, slightly bending his back and forcing an ugly smile:

"Commander Gu, it's my family member's lack of awareness. I'll make her write a self-criticism and deeply reflect on her actions when we get back! As for the security department... let's not go there, right? After all, we all live in the same compound..."

Gu Changfeng didn't reply, but just stared at him coldly.

At this moment, Lin Wanrou, who had been silent all along, walked over. She pulled Meng Yaya back into her arms, and looked at Li Aihong's disheveled appearance with a calm gaze, as still as a pool of water.

"No need for a self-criticism," Lin Wanrou said coldly.

"As Commander Lei just said, this behavior should be treated as suspected enemy espionage. Although they are family members, they cannot be above the law."

If Deputy Political Commissar Zhang finds this difficult, why not have the junior officers from the guard company help send him to a study session to sober up?

Lin Wanrou's words were like a soft knife killing someone. Those "study classes" were specifically for people with questionable ideologies; once you went in, you'd be badly hurt, and your reputation would be completely ruined.

Zhang Debiao gritted his teeth, knowing he wouldn't get through this today.

"Alright! Send her to the training class! Right now!" Determined to save himself, Zhang Debiao steeled his resolve, waved to the soldier beside him, and ordered, "Take her away!"

Li Aihong was led away by the soldiers while crying, her cries as shrill as a pig being slaughtered, echoing throughout the entire family compound.

The courtyard is finally quiet.

Gu Changfeng ordered Wang Guifen and her family to be put on the vehicle and sent directly back to their hometown, and instructed the local commune to keep a close watch on them.

The car started, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Wang Guifen leaned against the truck railing, watching the military region gate recede into the distance, her eyes brimming with resentment.