Chapter 51: Daddy, does the formula milk taste good?

Gossip is human nature.

Not only Zhao Dongsheng, but Su Chen could not escape it either.

Moreover, to ensure the element of surprise, he generally avoided calculating things in advance.

Therefore, when Zhang Ming and the others rushed out and brought back three criminals along with Lin Jingchun and A-Ming, he was also slightly surprised.

However, seeing that although there were bullet holes in their clothes, there were no bloodstains, he smiled.

"Master, you still haven't gone home so late?"

Lin Jingchun didn't have time to greet Bureau Chief Zhou who had come out to meet them, and asked with concern.

"Well, things were a bit complicated, so I came here to assist with the statement."

"You guys... are you alright?"

A-Ming grinned as he walked over: "We're fine, we're fine. Thanks to you, Master, I got hit with two more bullets than Team Leader Lin, I was almost scared to death. But, even though one got away, the two of us still caught three."

Mentioning this, A-Ming swelled with pride.

These were armed drug traffickers!

And he was the one who caught them!

Talk about being awesome!

Zhao Dongsheng was the first to give a thumbs-up.

"Impressive, very impressive."

A soft cough came from behind, and A-Ming instantly stood at attention and saluted in a second.

Lin Jingchun offered a greeting: "Bureau Chief Zhou."

ൂരി"Let's go inside and talk. Your station chief will be here in a moment."

"Alright."

Lin Jingchun said, turning around to wave goodbye to Su Chen before heading into the municipal bureau.

Zhao Dongsheng looked at the three holes in the back of Lin Jingchun's leather jacket and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Nowadays, the police force's anti-narcotics operations really require risking one's life!

After sighing with emotion, he didn't bother asking Su Chen if he wanted a midnight snack. Instead, he navigated the familiar route to a small diner nearby, and after eating his fill, drove straight toward Mount Liang.

When he brazenly insisted on following Su Chen up the mountain, Su Chen flatly refused him.

Left with no choice, he had to aggrievedly stay at the town's guesthouse.

As soon as Su Chen returned home, he noticed the atmosphere was a bit off.

He raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

Liu Chunhua looked displeased.

"Who else but your third sister? She came back this morning insisting she saw you at the train station, and even said you were kept by a wealthy older woman. No matter what we said, she wouldn't listen. Why didn't I notice before that she was so stubborn?"

Old Man Su tapped his tobacco pipe: "Alright, didn't A-Yan admit she mistook someone else later on?"

"Hmph, that's because our A-Chen actually has great abilities! If it weren't for that, A-Chen's reputation would have been ruined!"

"Then aren't you the one to blame for having such a loud voice?"

"Oh, is that what you call a loud voice? This broken house of yours lets the wind through so badly even the sound of mosquitoes can't be blocked, and yet you're blaming me..."

Seeing the two of them start their habitual bickering, Su Chen gave a light cough: "Mom, Dad, is there any food?"

"Oh, oh, oh, there is, it's being kept warm."

Seeing Su Chen slowly eating his noodles, Liu Chunhua hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously: "A-Chen, that... cough cough, did they really catch her?"

Su Chen nodded: "She's a pitiful person."

Old Man Su immediately stood up, sat down beside him, and stared at him curiously.

Su Chen had no choice but to explain how the Sun family viewed Zhao Xiaoting, how he found her corpse, and what Captain Zhang told him after the interrogation at the municipal bureau—how Zhao Xiaoting discovered Sun Zhiyuan secretly planting opium poppies, wanted to call the police, and was silenced by Sun Zhiyuan.

Liu Chunhua let out a long sigh: "What a sin, that entire Sun family are simply not human beings!"

"Isn't that right? The child wasn't even a full year old yet, was he?"

The two of them asked what opium poppies were.

After Su Chen explained, Old Man Su immediately declared: "I'm going to walk around the village a few times tomorrow, and if anyone is growing them, I'll smash their front door in!"

"Bah, bah, bah, you old fool, stop talking nonsense. How could anyone in Niurwei Village have such a conscience-devoid heart?"

"Oh, there are plenty. In your eyes, everyone is a saint except for A-Chen and the kids."

Liu Chunhua glared at him fiercely: "Go on, go on, bring a basin of warm water for A-Chen."

Su Chen hurriedly put down his chopsticks: "Dad, Mom, I'll do it myself, I can do it myself."

After washing his feet, when Su Chen went outside to pour out the footwater, two squeaks came from the darkness.

He was startled and walked towards the sound: "Little Immortal?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." A tail stood up from the wall, and soon it hopped and leaped onto Su Chen's shoulder. "Squeak, squeak, squeak."

The squirrel held a large chestnut in its paws and presented it right in front of Su Chen's eyes.

"Little Immortal, is this for me?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak."

Liu Chunhua, who had been waiting inside for a long time for Su Chen to return, curiously came out to take a look, and froze when she saw the squirrel.

"A-Chen, this is..."

"Squeak, squeak." The squirrel hurriedly threw the chestnut onto the ground, jumped onto the wall, and ran away.

"My, isn't this the squirrel Little Immortal who saved my eldest grandson earlier?" Liu Chunhua asked eagerly.

Receiving a affirmative answer, she clapped her hands in regret: "A-Chen, why didn't you keep Little Immortal here? Mom really wanted to thank it properly."

Su Chen bent down to pick up the chestnut: "Mom, Little Immortal gave this chestnut to us. Would you like to take it?"

Liu Chunhua immediately took it, cradling it in her arms like a treasured object, and couldn't help bringing it under the light to examine it closely: "Look at how round and plump this is, and the color is great too. Little Immortal really has good taste, this chestnut must be exceptionally good... No, no, we can't eat it. This was bestowed by Little Immortal, it has to be kept as an offering. Don't you think so, A-Chen?"

Su Chen had already closed the door, waved his hand, and turned to walk into the room.

"This child... sigh, he must be exhausted." Liu Chunhua sighed, looked at the chestnut, and soon grew proud again. "Little Immortal even sends food to our family~"

When Su Chen opened his eyes again, he met Yueyue's curious gaze.

Seeing that he was awake, the little girl happily pounced on him: "Daddy~"

"Hey, Yueyue, why aren't you sleeping?"

"If I go to sleep, Daddy will leave~"

Su Chen was startled, sat up holding the child, and stroked her little face: "Be a good girl, lie back down and sleep a little longer."

"Mm~" Yueyue shook her head, "No."

Su Chen raised his index finger: "Shh."

Then he pointed to little A-Yun, who was still fast asleep. Yueyue pouted her little mouth: "I don't want to sleep, I want Daddy to hold me."

"Alright, alright, Daddy is holding you."

The movement between the two inevitably disturbed little A-Yun. The little fellow's eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and before his eyes were even open, his little mouth puckered and he began to cry.

"Little brother, diaper change."

Yueyue hurriedly reached out to grab the diaper placed on the chest of drawers. Su Chen pulled her little hand back and tucked it under the quilt.

"Stay good, Daddy will handle it."

Little A-Yun had indeed peed. Not only was the diaper soaked, but the bedding underneath was also damp in a small patch, leaving Su Chen no choice but to shift him over.

"Wah, wah~"

The crying woke Liu Chunhua. She draped a coat over her shoulders and came over to take a look, feeling heartache both for the children and for Su Chen.

"A-Chen, Mom will take the kids over, you get a bit more sleep. You don't need to go out so early today, do you?"

Su Chen looked at Yueyue and nodded: "Hmm, I won't go too early."

"Well, A-Yun isn't crying anymore, Mom, go back to sleep, it's fine."

Seeing Su Chen skillfully get up to mix formula with warm water, little A-Yun took a sip and immediately stopped crying. Liu Chunhua nodded: "Alright then, call Mom if anything comes up."

Yueyue burrowed out of the quilt and watched Su Chen feed her little brother milk, unable to keep herself from swallowing hard.

"Daddy, does milk powder taste good?"

Su Chen chuckled: "If Yueyue wants some, after Daddy finishes feeding your little brother, I'll mix a bowl for Yueyue too, alright?"

"Mm~" Yueyue shook her little head, "Grandma said it's very expensive."

"When it's for Yueyue, it's not expensive."

"...Ah?"

Four-year-old Yueyue couldn't understand overly complicated words yet, but she knew how to read expressions. Seeing the corners of Su Chen's mouth turned up when he spoke and that he wasn't angry, she smiled along with him.

Su Chen didn't break his promise. After feeding little A-Yun, he mixed a bowl for Yueyue as well. After he fed her a couple of spoonfuls, the little girl begged to hold it herself, hugged the small bowl happily, gulped it down, and quickly finished it clean.

"Daddy, it tastes so good."

"Right? Then Daddy will buy a lot more milk powder today, and Yueyue can drink a bowl every day from now on, okay?"

The little girl nodded happily and quickly buried her little head back into the quilt, giggling softly.

Su Chen's gaze gradually grew doting.

At eight o'clock, Liu Chunhua looked at Honghong, who was dressed neatly, with deep displeasure: "A-Chen, you're going to the city to work. What's the meaning of bringing Honghong along?"