Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 123: One hundred twenty-three I believe him_1

Chapter 123: One hundred twenty-three I believe him_1

After all that fuss, time had nearly slipped by.

It was now past three, and Gu Chenzi walked over to Ji Pianran with a broad smile.

"We’re having spicy chicken cubes for dinner!"

In his heart, nothing was more important than his wife and children.

Ji Pianran nodded her head, "Okay!" After she said this, she remembered Tangtang, who was still watching cartoons inside the room.

Instinctively, she glanced at the living room window.

She murmured softly, "Tangtang can’t eat spicy food."

Gu Chenzi chuckled, "You don’t need to worry about that."

How could he not know that Tangtang couldn’t eat spicy food? He would just serve her portion before adding the chili peppers.

After the village chief left, Aunt Zhang had no intention of leaving.

After all, she and Li You’e were old besties, and so the three women went back into the house.

Gu Chenzi returned to the kitchen, grabbed a chicken, and began to clean it.

He was mentally planning tomorrow’s meeting and health check-up.

The health check didn’t require any special procedures, and fasting wasn’t necessary.

It might be better to have the meeting first and go for the check-up in the afternoon.

Though he wasn’t sure if the meeting notification would go as smoothly as planned.

Moreover, he might need some help with farming afterwards.

After all, such a big field was different from the Spirit Field.

He really couldn’t manage it all by himself.

Thinking this, he couldn’t help but look towards the front room, hoping that if Tian Laosì could help him with the field, that would be great.

After all, he had a fine hand at farming.

No one in the village could match his earnestness when it came to work.

If he could lend a hand with the outside field,

he would definitely have an easier time.

As he thought this, Gu Chenzi had finished preparing the chicken.

He poured some oil into the wok, and once the oil was hot, he dumped both of the chopped roosters into it.

Then he added some soy sauce, along with slices of garlic, and some ginger and spring onions.

With this intense stir-fry, a fragrant aroma instantly spilled from the wok,

and drifted out into the yard.

Even though it was still the Lunar New Year period, in reality, many families only celebrated until the third day.

After all, not everyone could afford to eat meat every day.

Tian Laosì was working in the front room when the delicious scent snuck straight into his nose.

He patted his stomach; he had eaten quite a bit for lunch.

Fearing he might get hungry quickly, he didn’t think he was hungry at all.

But, the smell of Gu Chenzi cooking made him feel as if he hadn’t eaten at all.

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The aroma not only wafted into the front room but also into the living room.

While the three women were carefully admiring the phoenix Ji Pianran had embroidered, they caught the scent and Li You’e instantly lost all interest in the embroidery.

She swallowed hard, "Is this Chenzi’s cooking?"

Before Ji Pianran could answer, Aunt Zhang interjected: "Of course, I live right next door to his house, and resisting the urge to come over for a meal every day is no easy feat!"

Li You’e sniffed again sympathetically and nodded, "Smelling this every day must be torture."

It really was too delicious, this scent; who wouldn’t want to try a bite after smelling it—it was commending to the mind.

She smiled warmly at Ji Pianran and patted her hand.

"Ah, you really are blessed, Aunt Zhang," said Aunt Zhang, savoring the delicious meal Chenzi had prepared. "If you could eat like this every day, that would be just wonderful."

Just by smelling it, I already couldn’t wait to have a taste myself.

I had planned to invite their family of three to dinner at my place tomorrow after smelling the aroma of Gu Chenzi’s cooking.

But suddenly, I felt that my iron pot stewed goose just wouldn’t measure up.

Aunt Zhang laughed along.

"Right now, things are really getting better. If the village chief can successfully motivate everyone tomorrow, I bet Gu Chenzi will get quite a bit of land," she said.

Looking around the entire village, who else has the capacity to farm so much land at once?

Hearing this, Li You’e couldn’t help but worry a bit.

"I just think that Chenzi shouldn’t be farming. Just look at the young people in our village; which one isn’t going to the city to find work? Who would stay to farm the land?"

"With Chenzi’s skills, even being a security guard in the city would be better than farming," she added.

It’s not that she was being unreasonable; the situation was indeed as such.

As long as one wasn’t disabled, basically everyone who could go to the city did so, even if it meant being a waiter – they all preferred it to staying in the village to farm.

To farm meant that one’s social status was that of a farmer.

And the word farmer, originally synonymous with simplicity and kindness, had slowly changed its flavor as eyes were opened wider with reform and opening up.

Somehow, it gradually became a pejorative term.

Whenever someone heard the term farmer, they couldn’t help but think of remote, impoverished areas, tough living conditions, lack of culture, or being unclean.

None of these connotations were positive.

So, the people living in the village, almost without exception, longed to experience life in the city, to see the world outside.

Li You’e’s daughter was married to a city man.

At the time of the wedding banquet, the spectacle was something to behold.

She was terrified that anyone might be unaware her daughter had married into the city!

This wasn’t because she was showy.

One could only say that such was the prevailing atmosphere: everyone aspired to the life of city dwellers, and no one wanted to remain in a poor rural village where even going to the bathroom meant a two-mile walk.

She didn’t understand why Gu Chenzi didn’t take his wife and child to the city and instead started farming in the village.

Upon hearing this, Ji Pianran blinked her moist eyes and shifted her gaze from her embroidery to Li You’e’s face.

"Auntie, farming is actually quite good," she said.

She had never felt there was anything wrong with farming, nor that there was anything undesirable about village life.

"I’m saying something that isn’t really for me to say, but for us older folks, staying in the village to farm is actually quite nice. But you are young people," she continued.

Li You’e was getting on in years. Her family’s situation in the village was neither here nor there. With her age, she couldn’t really do much work if she moved to the city, where even just owning a house was truly expensive.

It was better to stay in the village she had lived in all her life, where everyone she met outside was familiar – it was quite nice.

But Gu Chenzi was different. He was young and skillful. Whether as a security guard or a cook, any of these jobs would be better than farming, wouldn’t they?

She sincerely wished the best for Gu Chenzi and hoped he would be successful.

Ji Pianran smiled. She knew Li You’e truly wished well for Gu Chenzi; after all, the present circumstances were indeed as described.

All the young people from each household had moved to the city.

But Ji Pianran understood even better that "in every trade, a master will appear."

She had never felt that being a farmer was in any way inferior to anyone else.

After all, if you go back a few generations, doesn’t every family originate from farming?

Without the food grown by the farmers in the countryside, even city people would have to farm!

Ji Pianran didn’t say much, only a simple sentence.

"I trust Gu Chenzi," she stated.

That one phrase was actually enough.

As long as he was doing the right thing, no matter what it was, she would always stand with Gu Chenzi.

He was her man, the father of her children.

Rather than how others saw it, Ji Pianran trusted more that Gu Chenzi had his own reasons for doing these things.