Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 121: One hundred twenty-one Jiaolong was never meant to be confined to a pond!_1

Chapter 121: One hundred twenty-one Jiaolong was never meant to be confined to a pond!_1

"Alright, if you have such good intentions, Auntie is satisfied. Keep it for your wife and children."

Aunt Zhang also smiled; who caught the fugitive didn’t matter now.

Gu Chen and Ji Pianran, both did great!

Li You’e stood at the window, dazed for a long while before she finally managed to clear her head.

This Gu Chen, he saved her life!

The one who stole her money turned out to be a murderer.

At the time, she was so indignant and wanted to find the person.

Luckily, Gu Chen lent her a hundred yuan and gave her a good talking-to.

Otherwise, if she had really made a fuss, and the killer had become desperate or flew into a rage, she might have lost her life.

She was still cooking for her daughter and grandson; her home could have been holding a funeral instead.

Thinking about it, Gu Chen did not just lend her a hundred yuan, he saved her life!

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became; it was all thanks to Gu Chen.

Li You’e pinched the corner of her clothes, walked up to Gu Chen, and tightly grabbed his hand.

"Chenzi, no more words, you must come to eat at my aunt’s house tomorrow! We must properly thank you!"

Tian Laosì hadn’t spoken a word, just watched Gu Chen from a distance, hoe in hand.

All he felt was envy.

If only he were Gu Chen.

Not only could he earn money, but he also caught a murderer, and the police even delivered a commendation banner to his door.

What a glorious affair!

But, if it had been him, he probably wouldn’t have actively pursued the fugitive.

As one gets older, one’s concerns grow; one does not have the same youthful vigor as before.

...

As they were speaking, the sound of knocking came from outside the door again.

The iron door was knocked loudly.

Aunt Zhang, being closest to the door and hearing the knock, assumed it was a neighbor stopping by for a chat, especially since the incident was a big deal in the village.

She quickly walked a few steps with a smile on her face and went to open the door.

Once she saw who it was, the smile on her face turned to surprise.

Standing outside was the village chief!

"Village chief? What brings you here?"

The village chief nodded at Aunt Zhang.

"It’s me, yes. I heard that a police car came to our village and, worried something serious might have happened, I hurried over here, only to discover I was a step too late."

The village chief’s family was actually in the midst of funeral arrangements, and by tradition, they should be observing mourning on the third day.

Hearing that the police car had arrived, he feared he had missed some big news.

Otherwise, people might say he didn’t care about anything as the village chief, that he was ineffective, not concerned about everyone’s welfare...

So, he rode his bicycle straight to Gu Chen’s house.

Unfortunately, two wheels simply couldn’t outpace four.

The police had left, and only then did the village chief arrive.

"Hey, village chief, you have no idea..."

Before the village chief could enter, Aunt Zhang began to lavish praise on Gu Chen with great exaggeration.

Talking about how the Dragon Subduer Eighteen Palm had the fugitive tumbling head over heels, and how the Lightbody Floating Technique prevented the fugitive with a knife from laying a finger on him...

The village chief frowned as he listened.

Goodness, you’ve recounted all the tricks from TV dramas.

So it turns out Gu Chen isn’t just a vegetable seller, he’s a hero!

But after Aunt Zhang finished, he also understood; the arrival of the police wasn’t bad news!

Far from it, it was good news! Gu Chen had caught a fugitive, and they came to present a banner and award money!

If this were any other year, he’d likely be nominated for Outstanding Youth of the County, and as village chief, he could share in the glory.

"Auntie, I didn’t realize you could tell stories so well!"

Gu Chen was bemused as he listened; Aunt Zhang certainly had a way with words.

She made a minor incident sound magnificent, praising him to the skies, and he felt embarrassed.

It was Ji Pianran who, despite not saying a word, always had a touch of a gentle smile on her lips.

Her Gu Chen was a real hero!

Not only could he protect her and their child, but he could also protect others.

However, if such a situation were to arise again, she would still not want Gu Chen to take the risk.

She did not want the good life they had just begun to live to turn into an illusion.

The village chief walked over to Gu Chen with a beaming smile, admiringly patting Chen’s shoulder.

"Young man, you did good!"

This tall figure of over six feet, with a handsome and distinguished appearance, did not look at all like the petty hoodlum some people talked about.

Indeed, hearsay was not to be trusted.

"Sorry to have troubled you," Gu Chen said, looking at the village chief with a hint of guilt on his face.

After all, the village chief had family mourning to attend to, and Gu Chen felt somewhat apologetic for troubling him to make the trip.

Upon hearing this, the village chief curled the corners of his mouth into a smile and shook his head.

"It’s all right. The old lady passed away peacefully. After all, she was advanced in age, and living a long life without major illness or disaster is indeed a fortunate death."

It seemed he was saying this as much for Gu Chen as he was for himself.

Being nearly fifty years old, he had reached an age of understanding fate.

Many things he had long come to terms with, birth, aging, sickness, and death, these are things no one can change.

But speaking of this, it did remind him of something.

Gu Chen’s calligraphy was truly excellent.

"Oh right, thanks to the elegiac couplets you wrote, I didn’t expect you had such skill. Your writing is quite beautiful," he said.

The village chief’s family was an influential clan, and after the matriarch’s passing, many relatives had come.

Gu Chen’s elegiac couplets had really given him face.

Gu Chen smiled, "Look at what you’re saying, I was just giving Uncle Wang a hand. His writing is the real deal; mine is just beginner level."

He was always humble when he spoke.

It wasn’t out of false modesty, but fear of attracting trouble by standing out.

Gu Chen had learned from his past life the problem with ’the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.’

In this life, he didn’t seek to compete but simply wanted to earn money honestly, providing a good life for his wife and children.

As for the rest, he’d be content if his conscience was clear, let others say what they will.

He didn’t care.

The village chief, looking at Gu Chen, admired the young man’s humility, low-key conduct, and politeness - such young people were indeed rare.

He felt even more appreciative of the young man before him.

"By the way, I heard your vegetables are selling quite well. If there is anything I can help with, remember to come to me," he said.

As the village chief, he was always happy to help the villagers with their difficulties, especially young and promising individuals like Gu Chen.

Giving him a helping hand might just be the push needed for him to take off.

After all, everyone has their difficult times, and although Gu Chen was just selling vegetables now,

the chief could clearly see the quality within him.

Especially considering his courage to capture a fugitive unarmed.

That alone proved one thing: Gu Chen was not one to cower!

That’s how to be. As long as one doesn’t easily give up, one day, they’ll achieve great things!

There’s a saying, isn’t there? ’A dragon does not belong to the shallow waters; once it meets the storm and clouds, it will transform.’

What men fear most is a lack of progress.

He believed that Gu Chen was that dragon!

Gu Chen hadn’t expected the village chief to be so enthusiastic, but the chief’s words did remind him of something.

And that was his need for land!

Now, although there was a greenhouse at home, it was for the cordyceps, and that was just one plot.

He had so much goji berry in hand; Boss Zhao was already curious about the origin of his goji berries today.

There was no guarantee others wouldn’t become suspicious in the future.

Without land, he would have no satisfactory explanation.

He needed land, and not just a small piece; at least twenty acres.

With that much land, he wouldn’t worry about people asking questions anymore, and should the system grant him some other kind of seeds, he would have the space to plant them!