Returning Home in Glory Is Better Than Walking in Brocade at Night

Seeing the stark contrast in Lin Feng's father's expression before and after, everyone present showed surprised looks.

Why was Lin Feng's father so happy? Had something good happened?

Curious, Lin Feng's mother, He Xueqing, could not help asking Lin Guohua.

"Old Lin, what's going on? Why are you so happy?"

Hearing this, Lin Guohua said smugly:

"Xiaohe Town's Top Leader is coming over? That really is great news."

As residents of Xiaohe Town, the arrival of Xiaohe Town's Top Leader was a major event. Whether in terms of benefits or anything else, becoming acquainted with the Top Leader would make things much more convenient in the future.

As for reputation, having the Top Leader willing to visit your home was an immensely prestigious matter. After all, this was the Top Leader—in ancient times, he would have been equivalent to a county magistrate.

"Is that so? Looks like we're basking in your glory, Chen Hang."

Lin Chen teased Chen Hang with a smile, and Chen Hang merely smiled without saying anything.

Clearly, he had long grown accustomed to such things. After all, though they were merely a TV program production crew, they represented CCTV.

If, upon returning to CCTV, they said anything bad—such as how terrible the place was, or that there were criminal forces and such—the consequences would not be something they could bear.

"Let's clean up first. We should make the dishes look better—no, forget it. Let's just have a restaurant rush out an entirely new table of food."

His mother, He Xueqing, made the decision.

After all, serving the Top Leader their leftovers would be terribly inappropriate and might offend him.

Unfortunately, the new dishes were destined not to make it in time. Less than two minutes after his mother spoke, several sedans drove over, and five men stepped out.

Seeing this, Lin Feng's family could only hurry over to greet them. After exchanging pleasantries, both sides went up to the dining table on the third floor.

"Welcome, welcome. Your visit to Xiaohe Town is truly an honor for our town."

Xiaohe Town's Top Leader smiled as he shook hands with Chen He and the others one by one, speaking polite formalities.

"Not at all. All of this is thanks to Xiaohe Town producing a research and development genius.

Mr. Lin Feng's Handwriting Robot has not only solved the problems of countless people, but the Coin-style Electromagnetic Rifle he is currently inventing is also destined to have far-reaching influence."

"Oh? It seems Lin Feng truly is a young hero. A young hero like this must become a role model for Xiaohe Town.

No, more people need to know about Lin Feng inventing the Handwriting Robot."

As he spoke, Xiaohe Town's Top Leader turned to look at a thin, wiry man whose temperament was clearly different from that of the Top Leader and the others.

"Reporter Huang, I heard that while Lin Feng was developing the Handwriting Robot at home, people mistakenly believed he was freeloading off his parents. That truly is a huge misunderstanding.

We must clarify the truth. We cannot let the people of Xiaohe Town or those outside the town misunderstand Lin Feng."

"Please rest assured. Our Xiaohe Town Mobile Network will publish a series of special reports to clarify the truth for the residents of Xiaohe Town and those outside it."

Reporter Huang agreed readily.

Xiaohe Town was backed by the Li-Zhan Railway, served as a transportation hub linking north and south, and was connected by expressways. This brought many business opportunities to Xiaohe Town, while also giving it a large population.

Xiaohe Town's registered population had already reached as high as 130,000. With so many people, there naturally had to be a channel for spreading information and communicating.

Thus, as mobile phone and WeChat users increased, Xiaohe Town Mobile Network and another platform, Xiaohe Street Network, emerged in response.

From then on, residents could sit at home and learn about everything happening in Xiaohe Town: where roads were being repaired, when the water or electricity would be cut off, what had happened somewhere, or whether there was good news, a missing-person notice, and so on.

Xiaohe Town Mobile Network currently had 26,000 users. Several years later, as middle-aged and elderly people also learned to use smartphones, its user base surged to 60,000.

Under such circumstances, it was no exaggeration to say that Xiaohe Town Mobile Network speaking up to explain the truth for Lin Feng would be countless times more effective than the town organizing people to explain it on the streets.

"Then thank you, Reporter Huang."

Lin Feng also clasped his hands in thanks to Reporter Huang, the reporter and owner of Xiaohe Town Mobile Network.

At that moment, Xiaohe Town's Top Leader also said with a smile:

"Haha, it's only right. As the saying goes, returning home in glory is better than walking in brocade at night. Lin Feng, the Handwriting Robot you developed has helped so many people, so people should know who you are."

"You're right."

Lin Feng clasped his hands and replied, neither humble nor overbearing.

Naturally, this made Xiaohe Town's Top Leader view him in a new light. Then, both sides ate and talked, and time slowly passed amid constant laughter.

During this meal, both Lin Feng's father and mother were extremely happy. His father, Lin Guohua, was so delighted that he drank several large cups of rice wine, his face visibly flushed. Only when his mother forcibly stopped him did he refrain from continuing to drink heavily.

There was no helping it. This was the most glorious and wonderful moment Lin Feng's family had ever experienced.

First, the famous CCTV program crew from I Love Invention had come to film a show, intending to let people across the country know about the honorable matter of their son inventing the Handwriting Robot.

Then, Xiaohe Town's Top Leader had come to eat with them, smiling as he spoke to them. Naturally, this honor and pride made Lin Feng's parents happy.

Of course, what made his parents happiest was that Xiaohe Town Mobile Network would soon step forward to clarify the truth and tell everyone that Lin Feng had not been freeloading off them at home for the past three months, but had been developing the Handwriting Robot.

Once this matter came out, it would directly resolve the grievance Lin Feng's parents had been holding in their hearts for so long. Naturally, they were overjoyed, and drinking a little more was unavoidable.

That night, Lin Feng's father and mother were cuddled together in bed, talking. As they spoke, both their eyes gradually grew dreamy.

"Speaking of which, Xiaofeng really turned out well this time. He truly is worthy of being my son."

As Lin Guohua said this, his face was filled with pride, completely lacking the stern expression he had worked so hard to put on in front of Lin Feng.

"That's because I raised him well. If I hadn't worked hard to cultivate and educate him from childhood, checking his homework and tutoring him every day, how could Xiaofeng have become our pride?"

As she spoke, He Xueqing, who was holding her husband's arm, had eyes full of pride and satisfaction, as if she had accomplished something truly extraordinary.

"That still depends on having good genes from me."

For some reason, Lin Feng's father suddenly began arguing with his wife, He Xueqing, over who deserved the most credit. But how could a man in bed possibly be a match for a woman?

"Ow!"

Lin Guohua let out a miserable cry and quickly covered his waist, then looked at He Xueqing with resentment.

"Why do you always pinch my waist? I've told you so many times not to pinch my waist. You can hit my arms or legs if you want."

"Hmph. I'll do whatever I want."

He Xueqing rolled her eyes at Lin Guohua.

"All right."

Helpless, Lin Guohua could only sit properly again. Then a trace of anticipation appeared in his eyes as he said:

"I wonder when Reporter Huang will publish his article. Xiaofeng—and us too—have suffered a great deal of grievance. We really need everyone to know the truth."

"Mm."

His mother, He Xueqing, nestled back into his father's embrace and nodded lightly.

Seeing this, Lin Guohua said quietly:

"How about we have another child?"

"Huh?"

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