Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!

Chapter 305: The Treasure of the Compound Publicly Challenged by an Eight-Year-Old Kingpin!

Her heart was filled with a bittersweet yet warm emotion.

This man.

This family.

She was determined to protect them.

The black sedan from the picture magazine stopped steadily at the gate of the military compound.

The car door opened.

Lin Wan Yi got off the car holding Gu Ning.

The little one in her arms wore a puff-sleeved dress she had crafted from fine cotton cloth, fair and tender, like a freshly made glutinous rice dumpling.

Gu An climbed out of the car by himself, tightly holding a slightly worn-out metal cookie tin, inside were various parts he had collected along the way.

"Mr. Lin, this is as far as we go."

The driver politely helped to take the luggage out of the car.

Lin Wan Yi thanked him, holding her daughter in one arm, holding her son’s hand with the other, and pushed the double stroller into the compound.

It was the afternoon.

Under the iconic banyan tree in the compound, military wives were gathered seeking relief from the heat.

The sound of palm leaf fans filled the air, mixed with the chatter about family matters.

Lin Wan Yi’s appearance was like a pebble thrown into a pond.

No.

It was like a bomb.

"Oh my! Look! Isn’t that Commander Gu’s daughter-in-law?"

An observant aunt first shouted.

Everyone’s gaze instantly focused on her.

What they saw was Lin Wan Yi pushing a stroller with a novel design.

What caught their eyes more was the two kids sitting in the stroller.

Especially the girl in the little dress.

Her skin was as pale as snow, her eyes as big as grapes.

Sitting in the stroller, her little feet swung back and forth, curiously observing the surroundings.

"Oh my heavens! Whose child is this? She’s way too pretty!"

"They are twins! Look at that boy next to her, he’s the spitting image of his dad!"

"The girl looks just like those on New Year pictures! No, even better than the pictures!"

A group of military wives instantly dropped their knitting needles and fans, rushing forward.

"Come, let aunty hold you!"

"Little one, want a cookie? Aunty has some here!"

"That little dress is really fashionable! You can’t find this at the department store!"

The babbling voices almost drowned out the stroller.

"Ahem!"

A loud cough rang out.

Gu Lan squeezed her way in from the crowd, her face full of unabashed pride.

"Make way, make way! Don’t scare my niece and nephew!"

She stood by the stroller, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, proudly announcing.

"You certainly can’t buy this dress!"

"My sister-in-law made it herself!"

Once these words were out, the surrounding breathed in sharply.

Envy and jealousy were unabashedly directed at Lin Wan Yi.

Not far away, in the dirt of the compound.

A boy wearing a military green vest, all dirty, was leading a group of tagalongs playing marbles.

His name was Zhang Hu Zi, the son of Mr. Zhang next door, eight years old, the undisputed king of the kids here.

Earlier, these aunts were surrounding him, praising his skill in marble shooting.

Now, his audience had disappeared.

Annoyed, Hu Zi stood up, dusting off the dirt from his hands.

He saw Aunt Li was giving his favorite egg cake to that girl.

Aunt Wang even brought out the shortbread she had kept away and was reluctant to eat.

His face turned dark.

He spat to the ground.

"Show off!"

He whispered to his sidekicks.

"Look at the clothes, like she’s a singer in a play!"

"Bet she’s a crybaby, cries at a touch!"

One of his sidekicks echoed: "Yeah, she’s not as tough as you, Hu Zi brother!"

Hu Zi felt a bit comforted, but the fire inside hadn’t subside.

He rolled his eyes and came up with an idea.

...

Gu Lan finally managed to rescue the stroller from the crowd of aunts.

"Sister-in-law, I’ll take them over there to get some air."

Lin Wan Yi nodded.

Gu Lan then pushed the stroller towards the relatively quiet little garden at the other end of the compound.

Just a few steps in.

A group of older kids suddenly came shouting.

Leading them was Hu Zi.

They acted as if they didn’t see the stroller and started playing "chicken fight" in front.

Standing on one leg, crashing into each other fiercely.

"Hit harder!"

"You can’t do it!"

Dust flew up, covering the stroller.

Gu Lan’s face immediately darkened.

"Hey! You bunch of little brats!"

Hu Zi acted as if he didn’t hear, crashing even harder.

Accidentally, the sandbag in his hand flew out with a "whoosh".

Landed squarely less than a meter in front of the stroller.

"Bang."

This completely ignited Gu Lan’s powder keg.

She took a step forward, hands on hips, eyebrows raised like fierce wings.

"Zhang Hu Zi! Are you asking for it?"

"Did you do it on purpose? Believe it or not, I’ll go tell your dad now and have him spank you with a belt till you’re in pieces!"

Gu Lan’s voice was crisp and clear, echoing through half the compound.

Hu Zi raised his neck, defiant.

"I didn’t do it on purpose! Just playing games!"

He assumed those two little ones in the stroller must have been scared to tears.

As soon as they cried, he had a reason to say they were too delicate.

However.

The stroller remained quiet.

The expected cries didn’t appear.

Hu Zi was taken aback, sneaking a look at the stroller.

The boy named Gu An hadn’t even lifted his eyelids, focusing intently on using a small wire to pry open the cookie tin in his hand.

And the girl, Gu Ning, was staring with big round eyes, curiously looking at the sandbag on the ground.

On her little face, there was no fear, no panic.

Only...curiosity?

Hu Zi felt his authority was being unprecedentedly challenged.

The face of his child king image couldn’t hold anymore!

Frustrated, he rushed to the front of the stroller.

Bending down, he squeezed his eyes, stuck out his tongue, making a hideous face.

In the most annoying and loudest tone, he shouted.

"Crybaby!"

"Porcelain doll!"

"Touch and shatter, cry and go home to mama!"

His voice echoed in the compound.

Everyone was watching this scene.

Gu Lan was so furious her face turned white, ready to grab Hu Zi’s ear.

But the Gu Ning in the stroller, made a move.

She didn’t cry.

Her little mouth didn’t even pout.

She simply slowly, raised her chubby little hand.

Her finger pointed past the arrogant face of Hu Zi.

Precyly pointing to his shirt pocket.

There, half-hidden candy wrapper printed with a red rabbit was peeking out.

A White Rabbit milk candy.

Hu Zi’s face froze.

The rowdy kids around him fell silent too.

Under everyone’s gaze.

That little girl being regarded as a "Porcelain doll" by all.

Opened her little mouth with a few teeth.

Revealed a smile, full of meaning.