Chapter 287 Dad~~ you smell bad~~

Chapter 287: Daddy~~ You stink~~

Fu Zhengtu used to be a workaholic, and his colleagues who traveled with him were always eager to return home.

In their spare time, they would often talk about their wives and children, and as soon as the work was done, they wished they could grow wings and fly home immediately.

This was a feeling Fu Zhengtu couldn't understand before.

But now, holding the little guy's soft, sweet-smelling body in his arms, the joy that washed away all his fatigue was completely different from the joy of achieving success at work.

It was completely different.

Fu Zhengtu rubbed the little guy's head and pressed him against his cheek, nuzzling repeatedly: "Daddy missed you too. Where's mommy?"

After his initial joy, Chenchen let go of his father's hand, pinched his nose and said, "Daddy~~ You stink~~"

Fu Zhengtu: "..."

Fu Yuanhang smiled and took Fu Zhengtu's luggage: "Brother, sister-in-law is at the new factory, she probably won't be back until after work in the evening, so you should go take a shower first."

Fu Zhengtu reached out and ruffled his brother's hair: "You seem to have grown taller."

Fu Yuanhang was a bit speechless: "Brother, you've been away for seven days, not seventy days."

If he could grow noticeably taller in seven days, he would be heading towards two meters.

Fu Zhengtu put down the little guy who was disdainful of him: "Daddy will go take a shower first."

Chenchen blinked his big eyes, pinched his little nose, and followed Fu Zhengtu like a little shadow.

"Hello, Brother Fu!" As soon as Fu Zhengtu entered the yard, the atmosphere changed. Uncle Mu was on his best behavior, standing straight, almost unable to resist saluting Fu Zhengtu.

There was no denying it; Fu's presence was overwhelming.

Fu Zhengtu nodded amiably at Uncle Mu: "Hello."

Pangpang raised his head, his eyes sparkling with admiration as he looked at the tall and straight Fu Zhengtu, waving his small chubby hand like a little mascot: "Hello, Chenchen's dad..."

Fu Zhengtu: "...Hello." He had no idea who this chubby little kid was.

"Brother," Fu Yuanhang, with his keen eye, picked up on Fu Zhengtu's confusion from his subtle expression.

"Brother, his name is Pangpang, a classmate of Chenchen's in kindergarten. He was beaten by his foster parents a few days ago and is still waiting for a new family. He stays at our house during the day and at Uncle Mu's at night."

Fu Zhengtu nodded, frowning as he glanced at Pangpang's legs. The injuries looked too severe, didn't they? He couldn't help but glance at Pangpang a few more times, struck by a sense of familiarity.

This sense of familiarity wasn't from seeing him in Chenchen's class; it felt more like he had seen someone who resembled him before.

He rarely noticed strangers, so anyone who stuck in his memory must have crossed paths with him at some point.

But no matter how hard he tried to rack his brain, he still couldn't recall.

"Have a good time," Fu Zhengtu said to Pangpang.

Pangpang nodded eagerly: "Yes, yes, Chenchen's dad, you're so handsome, just like Chenchen!"

Fu Zhengtu: "..." This kid sure loves to talk.

Chenchen tugged at his dad's clothes, eagerly staring at his luggage bag.

Fu Zhengtu curled his lips and bent down to pick up the child: "Don't you think Daddy smells anymore?"

The child shook his head: "No, I don't mind~~ Daddy~~ Did you buy a gift~~?"

Fu Zhengtu carried the child upstairs: "You can look for it yourself later."

Chenchen beamed with joy: "Okay~~"

...

"Shh... shh," Uncle Mu winked at Fu Yuanhang and whispered, "Your brother is so serious, aren't you and Chenchen scared of him?"

Fu Yuanhang retorted, "He's my brother, Chenchen's dad, why should we be scared?"

Uncle Mu sighed and patted his chest: "I can't explain it, but Brother Fu makes people feel... feel... oh, what's that word? Like you can't catch your breath."

Fu Yuanhang: "Come on, my brother isn't that intimidating, he just doesn't talk much."

Uncle Mu disagreed: "He talks a lot with Chenchen."

Fu Yuanhang couldn't agree more: "He only talks more with my sister-in-law and Chenchen, see, even Pangpang isn't scared of him."

Pangpang asked puzzledly: "Chenchen's dad is so good to him, I wish he were my dad, why should I be scared of him?"

Uncle Mu quickly covered Pangpang's mouth: "Keep it down..."

Pangpang: "Mmm..."

...

In the room on the second floor.

Chenchen found a grayish-brown 'big box' with lots of buttons among his dad's clothes.

Though it was a bit big, and not exactly the 'small gift' his dad had mentioned before leaving.

But it was the only thing in his dad's luggage that looked like a gift.

"Daddy~~ Is this it~~?"

Fu Zhengtu nodded as he pulled out some clothes from the wardrobe: "Yes, it's called a transistor radio."

When Fu Zhengtu and Su Taotao got married, they didn't have the coupon for the radio in the 'three turns and one sound,' so they gave her cash instead, and never got around to buying one.

Fu Zhengtu hadn't thought of what gift to bring for Chenchen during this trip, but when he occasionally passed by streets and alleys and heard the broadcast, he suddenly thought it would be nice to have a radio at home to keep them company.

So he used his spare time to gather various materials, and since the lab at the trip location had all the tools and parts, he put together this transistor radio.

Radios on the market are pretty big, but after his tweaks, this one was smaller than the ones sold, though still not tiny, about the size of four bricks stacked together.

Chenchen couldn't even lift it, and after studying the radio for a bit, his clever mind hit a knowledge gap, not understanding what it was for:

"Daddy~~ What's it for~~?"

Fu Zhengtu plugged it in and turned the dial to tune the station.

Chenchen felt like the radio had magic in his dad's hands, and soon, the clear voice came out of the 'box.'

Chenchen's eyes widened, and his mouth formed an 'O'...

...

10.26: Originally wanted to buy a TV for Chenchen, but it seems that in more remote areas, not many channels could be picked up, and even if received, it was just static. So, let's get a radio first.

Back then, when getting married, those with better conditions would have the 'three turns and one sound,' but in Qinglian Village, I seemed to have forgotten about the radio. Let's consider it a patch, since it wasn't bought then, let's get it now, mwah, goodnight.