Chapter 272: In the Newspaper! The Pride of the Whole Village!

Chapter 272: We’re in the Newspaper! The Pride of the Whole Village!

Zai Zai and Niu Niu thought they would return to the city after breakfast that morning, but Su He said they had to wait until Tie Zhu finished his shot.

"Mom, is Tie Zhu okay now?" Niu Niu asked with concern.

"He’ll be fine after the shot," Su He replied.

Just then, Fu Tinghua returned.

"Dad, is Tie Zhu okay now?" Niu Niu ran up to Fu Tinghua and asked.

Fu Tinghua smiled and patted his daughter’s head before answering, "He’s fine, no need to worry."

"Oh, that’s good. Then, Dad, let me ask you another question. Did Tie Zhu get sick because he’s too fat?" Niu Niu widened her big eyes, her expression a little worried.

Fu Tinghua thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, he’s overweight and eats too much," Fu Tinghua answered honestly.

"Ah? Then, Dad, what if I eat too much and get fat too?" Niu Niu asked anxiously.

Her little mind was buzzing with questions.

Fu Tinghua: "......"

Su He, watching from the side, couldn’t help but snicker.

No wonder Niu Niu had been restless earlier, waiting for her dad to return—she was worried about this.

To be honest, compared to how thin and malnourished the two kids used to be, Niu Niu’s face now was truly chubby and glowing, thanks to Su He’s care, making her look super cute.

But for children, chubby cheeks are cute—just baby fat.

Seeing that Fu Tinghua didn’t answer her, Niu Niu pinched her own little cheeks and asked anxiously, "Dad, do you think Niu Niu is fat?"

Fu Tinghua looked at Su He, who was trying not to laugh, feeling a bit helpless.

He effortlessly picked up his daughter, gave her a little bounce in his arms, and then said, "You’re not fat, sweetie, trust me."

"Then why is my face so chubby? Brother’s face isn’t like mine," Niu Niu pressed, still serious and confused.

Su He couldn’t help but look over at her son. Indeed, Zai Zai didn’t have the same baby fat as Niu Niu, so when he made a serious face, he looked like a little adult.

"That’s called baby fat," Su He finally explained to Niu Niu.

"Baby fat? But I’m a big kid now!" Niu Niu grew even more puzzled.

Kids at this age love asking endless questions, their minds filled with a million questions.

"Anyway, you’re not fat. Your height and weight are normal," Fu Tinghua added.

After saying this, he put Niu Niu back down on the ground.

"That’s good. Niu Niu was scared she’d have to eat less," Niu Niu said happily.

Now that her worries were gone, of course she was happy!

Su He: "......"

Fu Tinghua: "..."

So she was worried about this? Should I tell her that my daughter is truly a total foodie?

This had Su He, Fu Tinghua, and even the usually unflappable Zai Zai in stitches.

After the family finished breakfast and packed up, they drove over to Fu Wu's place.

Su He, Zai Zai, and Niu Niu also tagged along to check on Tie Zhu.

As soon as they entered, Zhang Shufen immediately said, "Hey, Ting Hua, I just sent someone to call for you. You arrived so quickly!"

"We came by car and didn't run into anyone," Fu Tinghua replied.

"No worries, if she misses you, she'll probably come back on her own," Zhang Shufen said with a smile.

Seeing how warmly she treated Fu Tinghua, Su He found it kinda strange.

Niu Niu watched as Tie Zhu got an injection and asked with concern, "Brother Tie Zhu, are you okay now?"

She was the first little friend to visit and ask about him, which made Tie Zhu got uncharacteristically shy.

"I'm fine now, it doesn't hurt anymore," Tie Zhu said awkwardly.

Previously, he had bullied Zai Zai and Niu Niu.

But now with their dad being so fierce, he definitely wouldn't dare do it again.

After Fu Tinghua removed the needle, he took Su He and the kids back to the Fu family to let Wu Yanhua know that they were returning to the city.

Just as they arrived at the Fu family’s doorstep, the village chief came rushing up to greet them.

"Ah, Ting Hua!" he called out excitedly.

Fu Tinghua and Su He turned to look at the chief, looking puzzled.

"I went to your house earlier but you weren't there, so I came here to find you," the chief panted.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Fu Tinghua instinctively asked.

"Big news! Good news! Ting Hua, you've really put our village on the map! You're in the newspaper!" The chief was overjoyed.

With that, he pulled out a newspaper and handed it to Fu Tinghua.

"Look, right here—isn't this about you?" The chief pointed to a prominent section of the paper.

The headline read: "Top Surgeon—Fu Tinghua, Possessing Miraculous, Life-Saving Skills, Saves a Senior National Science Official."

The article then detailed how an agricultural tech VIP had come to Wencheng for research but was stabbed by a street thug after getting off the train.

However, the focus of the story was on praising Fu Tinghua’s extraordinary medical skills. Since it was a positive report, people paid little attention to the negative aspects—why was Wencheng’s security so poor? Why wasn’t the national scientific official better protected?

Fu Tinghua hadn’t expected this news to be published today. Seeing how the article made him out to be some miracle worker, he couldn't help but frown.

Being put on too high a pedestal isn't always a good thing.

Su He stood beside Fu Tinghua, studying the newspaper’s contents.

Fu Tinghua had already filled her in about this incident, so it came as no surprise.

"Ting Hua, you truly are the pride of our village," the village chief couldn't help but praise again.

"You're too kind, chief," Fu Tinghua replied politely.

"Not at all! Because of this, the town mayor called me this morning. The city's applying to build us a road in our village—a cement road!" The chief was beaming.

Hearing this, even Su He was surprised.

You see, in this era, most rural areas still had mud roads.

Cement roads were mostly in cities; even towns had a mix of dirt and cement sections.

Villagers who overheard the conversation started gathering around. "Chief, what did you say? What cement road?"

The chief had no intention of hiding his joy. Fu Tinghua had brought such great honor to the village, and he was determined to make sure everyone knows.

"Look, the newspaper! This report is about our Ting Hua!" He must have brought more than one copy—this paper would be saved for posterity.

"What’s this about Ting Hua? I can't read!" The villager peered at the paper, unable to make sense of it.

"Alright, come, let me read it to you!" the chief volunteered.

By this point, more and more villagers had gathered around.