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

Chapter 306: Winning Over the Whole Compound with Just a Candy? No, It’s Winning Over Everyone!

Hu Zi froze, his hand covering the pocket on his chest.

The half melted piece of White Rabbit milk candy felt like a scalding iron.

The young followers around him all leaned in closer, staring at the corner of the candy wrapper peeking out from his pocket. Someone even sniffled audibly.

"What are you looking at!" Hu Zi’s face turned red and his neck thickened as he shoved the half piece of candy back into his pocket forcefully, "You guys know nothing!"

He turned his head and wrinkled his nose fiercely at Gu Ning in the stroller.

This little girl had razor-sharp eyes, like a radar.

Gu Ning sat in the stroller, watching Hu Zi’s flustered appearance.

She didn’t laugh.

Slowly, she reached her little finger into the pouch embroidered with a little duck in front of her.

Digging around.

Everyone’s eyes followed her hand’s movement.

"Clunk."

A handful of candies.

Not just one, nor two.

A whole five or six candies wrapped in red and gold glass paper sparkled blindingly in the afternoon sun.

Gu Ning’s hands were too small to hold that many.

"Thud."

Two candies fell onto the stroller mat.

A rich, overwhelming scent of milk instantly streamed into the noses of every child present, like it had legs.

Even stronger than the White Rabbit.

Ten times more fragrant.

The little follower who had sniffled just moments ago gulped hard.

What kind of candy is this?

That packaging hadn’t even been seen at the most expensive counter in the supply store!

Gu Lan stood nearby, arms crossed, lifting her chin.

"Want to try it?"

She reached out, took a candy from Gu Ning’s hand, and unwrapped it.

The candy was not purely white, carrying a hint of enticing caramel color.

Gu Lan tossed the candy into her mouth in front of the wild youngsters.

"Crunch."

She deliberately chewed loudly.

"Oh, this is the special premium milk candy that Sister-in-law specially had someone bring back from Hai City, made with imported milk. It’s something ordinary folks can’t see."

She was making it up.

This was just given to her by Lin Wanyi earlier, saying it was for Gu Ning to play with, so the children wouldn’t crave.

But at this moment, these candies were the top-tier "special supply."

The defense line behind Hu Zi crumbled.

A chubby kid couldn’t help but step forward, eyes fixed on the remaining candies on the stroller mat.

"Um... Sister Gu, can I... can I taste one?"

Hu Zi slapped the chubby kid on the back of the head.

"Show some guts! You let a piece of candy buy you out?"

Even though he was scolding, his attention couldn’t tear away from the candy.

It smelled so good.

That overwhelming sweetness was making the craving in his stomach somersault.

Gu Ning lifted a candy up from the remaining ones in her hand.

She didn’t look at anyone else.

Just at Hu Zi.

Her short arm extended forward.

A soft voice sounded from her mouth, "Ah."

It was meant for him.

Hu Zi was stunned.

Earlier he was making faces, calling her a crybaby, and now this little girl... was giving him candy?

"I don’t want it!" Hu Zi turned his head, "Am I the kind of person who indulges in treats?"

Gu Ning wasn’t upset either.

She withdrew her hand, pretending to bring the candy closer to her mouth.

Hu Zi panicked.

He grabbed Gu Ning’s small wrist.

The motion was swift, but his grip was surprisingly gentle, afraid of pinching the arm that looked like a lotus root segment.

"If it’s given to me, then it’s mine!"

Hu Zi snatched the candy.

Tore open the wrapper.

Popped it into his mouth.

A smooth sequence of actions, swift as though hiding some guilty evidence.

In the next second.

Hu Zi’s face froze.

Sweetness.

Not just sweet, a refreshing taste that was indescribable, sliding down his throat into his stomach, even dissipating some of the heat left from being under the sun earlier.

This was unbelievably delicious!

All the candies he had eaten in his life couldn’t match this one!

Hu Zi chewed twice, and a deadly delicious aroma exploded in his mouth.

"Hu Zi, is it good?" The young follower beside him asked, swallowing hard.

Hu Zi kept a stern face, unwilling to admit his "true delight" just now.

But the satisfied expression on his face had already betrayed him.

Gu Ning continued rummaging through her pouch.

Another two candies.

She handed the candies to Gu Lan, with a finger pointing at the chubby little boy drooling beside her.

Gu Lan understood, smiling, and shook the candies teasingly.

"Ningning said, this candy can’t be eaten for free."

Gu Lan pointed at the baby carriage.

"Whoever makes Ningning laugh will get candy."

The plump kid was the first to rush up.

He pulled the corners of his eyes and mouth with both hands, making an extremely exaggerated funny face.

"Blergh blergh blergh!"

Gu Ning: "Hee hee hee..."

The laughter was crisp.

"Here!" Gu Lan generously tossed over a piece of candy.

The plump kid caught it, popped it into his mouth, and squinted with happiness.

This time, the situation was completely out of control.

"My turn! My turn!"

"I can do a somersault!"

"I can bark like a dog!"

The "Tiger Squad" that was so boastful just now instantly turned into Gu Ning’s private circus troupe.

A group of half-grown boys surrounded a half-year-old baby, vying to show their attentiveness.

Hu Zi stood by, with the candy in his mouth not yet melted.

He looked at his useless little followers, then at Gu Ning sitting in the stroller smiling like a little angel.

He stomped his foot.

And shoved aside the little follower who was imitating a monkey scratching an itch.

"Move aside! It’s so ugly!"

Hu Zi squeezed to the front of the stroller.

With a flushed face, he placed his two hands on his head, making bunny ears, and awkwardly hopped once.

"Watch me!"

Gu Ning laughed even louder.

She placed the last piece of candy from her pocket into Hu Zi’s palm.

Hu Zi clutched the candy, feeling the warmth in his palm.

He glanced at the surrounding kids still trying to get closer and suddenly puffed out his chest.

"Don’t crowd! Can’t you see Sister Ningning feels hot?"

He pocketed the candy and gripped the stroller handle with both hands.

"From now on, I’ll push this stroller!"

"Anyone who dares to fight me, I’ll beat them up!"

...

The window of the second-floor bedroom was open a crack.

Lin Wan Yi stood behind the curtain, watching the scene below.

The boy named Hu Zi was cautiously pushing the stroller around the little garden, carefully steering clear of any small stones.

A bunch of little sidekicks were following behind, cheering.

And Gu Ning sat in the stroller, like a queen inspecting her troops, occasionally waving her little hand.

Lin Wan Yi shook her head, bursting into laughter.

"This little girl."

Just with two pieces of candy infused with spiritual spring water, she managed to conquer this courtyard of Demon Lords of Mayhem.

In the future in this compound, she might just walk sideways.

She turned around and placed the freshly sorted clothes into the wardrobe.

Gu Yanshen had reported back to the unit after leave, saying he’d return for dinner in the evening.

Now, the only ones left at home were her, the two kids, and Gu Lan.

"By the way, where’s Gu An?"

Lin Wan Yi suddenly remembered that when she entered the door earlier, she focused all her attention on Gu Ning because of Hu Zi’s antics.

It seems... Gu An had been quiet since she came in?

She walked out of the bedroom and headed to the living room on the first floor.

The living room was very quiet.

Only the sturdy "tick, tick" of the old mahogany grandfather clock could be heard.

It was Commander Gu’s most cherished possession, reportedly a spoil of war from the past, and no one was allowed to touch it.

Lin Wan Yi scanned the room.

She didn’t see anyone.

"An An?"

There was no response.

Lin Wan Yi’s heart skipped a beat.

This child usually doesn’t talk much, and when he’s quiet, there’s definitely trouble brewing.

She followed the sound of the clock’s ticking.

She turned around the sofa.

Lin Wan Yi gasped.

Behind that gigantic grandfather clock.

The half-year-old Gu An was lying on the floor, with his little butt sticking up.

In front of him lay the tin cookie box he never parts with.

Various oddly shaped pliers and screwdrivers were scattered all over the floor.

And at this moment.

Gu An’s little hands were tightly gripping a screwdriver far too large for him.

The sharp tip of the screwdriver was already precisely inserted into the seam of the clock’s back cover.

Upon hearing footsteps, Gu An turned his head.

Those eyes, so much like Gu Yanshen’s, showed no trace of panic at being caught in the act.

Instead, there was an air of... feverish excitement.

As if a hunter finally spotted his prey.

"Ka."

A slight sound.

The screwdriver turned.