Chapter 480: Side Story: The Most Agreeable Person

A ordinary post on Little Green Book went viral.

#Spotlighting the Most Extraordinary Parents of the Generation#

Countless users replied beneath it.

Some posted photos, others left comments.

One user named “Gu Family’s Little Favorite” uploaded a photo: a man and woman, both shown in profile, their smooth facial contours and flawless skin unmistakably revealing them as unparalleled beauties.

This slightly blurry profile photo sparked a frenzy of curious onlookers.

“Don’t shit on my head”: This is unreal! Stars in eyes.jpg, dare you post a front-facing photo? Don’t make me beg you. Ragdoll cat rolling.jpg

“Funny Laugh”: I want to see their front faces 999 times

“Want to Go Ashore”: Post photo, please kick me.

“Lick All Divine Faces”: Same, please kick me.

“Gu Family’s Little Favorite” became famous overnight from a blurry photo, her followers skyrocketing.

She remembered logging in and noticed her phone lagged slightly.

She was quite surprised.

When she logged in, she saw countless red dots.

Seeing netizens all wanted to see the photo subjects’ front faces, she flopped onto her desk and laughed hysterically.

“I knew it—my grandparents are unbeatable!”

“Gu Family’s Little Favorite” poked at her phone, replying to netizens.

“I only have this photo on my phone for now. To get a front-facing shot, you’ll have to wait—it’s tricky, I’ll think of a way.”

The moment she replied, the lurking netizens exploded, flooding the thread with replies.

“Think fast!”

“I’m waiting for you.”

“Give us a timeline—when exactly will you post it?”

“Can’t sleep anymore, cheek propped up.jpg”

With my years of online browsing experience, this pair is truly unmatched. That bone structure… wow.

“One minute passed, why isn’t it posted yet!”

“Ten minutes passed, why isn’t it posted yet!”

…

“Gu Family’s Little Favorite”’s account was overrun with photo requests.

The little girl carried her phone back to the ancestral home and clung to Lin Zhao, now a grandmother.

“Grandma, let me take one photo, please. So many people are waiting. Just one, just one—your adorable granddaughter begs you.” She clasped her hands together, shaking pleadingly.

Lin Zhao said: “I don’t mind, but you need to ask your grandfather’s opinion.”

A tall figure approached from afar; Gu Chenghuai sat beside Lin Zhao, his arm draped over the back of her sofa, making him appear to embrace her from behind.

“What requires my approval?”

The little girl, seeing her grandmother’s mischievous gaze, sighed softly. “Grandpa won’t agree anyway—why waste my breath.”

Gu Chenghuai: “...”

The way she said that made him sound like some feudal patriarch.

“Speak,” he said sternly.

The girl, intimidated by her grandfather’s serious expression, fidgeted with her fingers, utterly unlike her bold online persona, and mumbled: “My fans want to see your and Grandma’s front-facing photos. I want to take one.”

She pressed her thumb and pinky together to show she wasn’t asking for much.

Gu Chenghuai frowned.

Deep down, he didn’t want to post photos of himself and his beloved for strangers to judge.

“...I’ll follow my wife’s decision,” Gu Chenghuai said, not wanting to appear petty or stingy in front of Lin Zhao.

This was exactly what “Gu Family’s Little Favorite” had hoped for—her eyes lit up impossibly bright.

“Grandma, Grandpa listens to you.”

Lin Zhao paused, then waved her hand. “Go ahead. You know what can and can’t be photographed.”

“Yes!” The girl cried excitedly and dashed off like the wind, heading for the room in the Gu household reserved for the photo wall.

Yes, the Gu family had a photo display wall.

It held countless photographs.

The girl slipped inside like a mouse into a rice bin, brimming with excitement and delight.

“This one’s good.”

“This one’s nice too.”

“Wow, this one’s perfect.”

She spent half an hour inside, unable to pick even one photo, her head aching from the dilemma.

The girl scratched her cheek, utterly at a loss.

At that moment, she opened Little Green Book and posted a new thread.

#Help Needed: Too Many Photos, How to Choose?#

There are always people eager for gossip, anywhere and anytime.

The moment she posted, users who’d just followed her replied immediately:

“Goodness Gracious”: Kids make choices, adults take all. Post everything. Looking forward.jpg

“Momo”: Stop talking, just post already.

“Don’t Grab My Nape”: Are you pretending to be dead? Stop fooling around, post the photos, we’re waiting, hurry up.

“Leisurely Wandering”: Anyone else waiting? Sweetly.jpg

…

In just a short while, hundreds of comments piled beneath the post.

“Gu Family’s Little Favorite” appeared again.

She posted a photo.

This one was even more outrageous—it was a back view.

A perfectly matched couple.

Both wore coats; their elongated shadows stretched across the ground. The tall, imposing man reached out to adjust the woman’s scarf—the scene was warm, heartwarming.

Someone instantly saved it and set it as their wallpaper.

“Goodness Gracious”: Finally got it! Saved, set as wallpaper—I love this photo. It feels so warm.

The photo was slightly blurry, but the blur was perfect, adding just the right atmosphere.

Perfect.

“Little South Orange”: Where’s the front-facing photo? Front-facing photo?!?!?!

“Headless Corpse”: Are you mocking us?

“Idiot Get Out”: I’ll wait until dawn.

“It’s Sweetie”: Can’t sleep anymore, sis—who are the people in the photo? Please reply.

“Gu Family’s Little Favorite” saw this comment and replied selectively.

“My utterly magnificent grandparents. 💖💖”

“It’s Sweetie”: Aaaah, Little Favorite replied to me! Thank you! Will you post a front-facing photo later?

“Gu Family’s Little Favorite,” knowing many were waiting, replied again: “Not sure. Grandpa’s identity is special—I’m not sure if we can post. I’ll ask.”

Another flood of replies followed.

“My Dog Won’t Bite”: Second-generation?

“Who Stole My Takeout”: Special identity? How special? You’ve piqued my curiosity. Deep in thought.jpg

“Gaga Laugh”: Just became a fan of Little Favorite—and she’s second-gen?

“Sitting on a Tree Picking Toes”: Surname Gu... I might... possibly... know who this is...

“Love-Gossip Bunny”: Sis, let’s share the gossip—follow me.

…

“Gu Family’s Little Favorite” didn’t read further. After replying to fans, she logged off, took two three-quarter front-facing photos, and brought them to Lin Zhao and Gu Chenghuai to show them.

“Grandma, is this one okay?” she asked hopefully.

“It’s not a full face—Grandpa’s face is mostly blocked. Is that okay?”

Gu Chenghuai glanced at it: Lin Zhao wore a black strap dress; he wore a light green shirt, bending slightly to pick something up, his profile turned toward the woman, who was laughing heartily, her bright eyes sparkling, radiant and bold.

He couldn’t deny the photo was well-captured—but it was too revealing.

The old-fashioned General Gu found it unacceptable.

“No.”

The girl’s face fell. “Why not? This one’s so beautiful! If I post it, everyone will praise Grandma’s looks—I’ll show you the comments!”

Lin Zhao said: “Do as you like.”

In truth, with today’s internet, there were already a few photos of Gu Chenghuai online—few, but they did exist.

The girl cheered “Oye!” opened the app, and excitedly posted it.

Then the app lagged again.

Before such flawless beauty, no one dared say anything unpleasant, let alone take selfies—everyone showered praise in unison.

After one night, the post had garnered 100,000 hearts and thousands of comments; the follower count of the account “Gu Family’s Little Pet” also rose significantly.

Gu Family’s Little Pet, who never intended to be a content creator, quickly posted: “I just post what I feel like—don’t follow me anymore, you’re giving me too much pressure.”

Below were nothing but tender words of comfort.

“ClapClap”: Post what you want, we’ll watch what we want—no interference.

“SingleForTenThousandYears”: Hey, is this a new tactic to gain attention? Guys, follow her.

“Aaaa”: Here we go!

…

Gu Family’s Little Pet: “…”

With such a massive follower base, she became far more cautious when browsing online, no longer daring to comment as freely as before.

Yet, after seeing one post, Gu Family’s Little Pet couldn’t resist leaving a comment.

The post read:

#What’s the most ridiculously lucky life you’ve ever known? The kind that feels like heaven’s favorite? Tell me—I’m jealous#

“Gu Family’s Little Pet”: My grandmother. I’ve never met anyone luckier than her. My maternal great-grandparents adored her so deeply—so deeply that when she, now elderly, went for a medical checkup, they’d fly all the way from Haicheng just to accompany her, saying they feared she’d be scared.

Her marriage was equally smooth. In that era, she met my grandfather through love; he treated her with extraordinary kindness, never once making her angry. Even now, in their Qiba ties, they still hold hands daily on their walks.

Also, she was the only daughter among her generation, with four doting older brothers who cherished her like a precious jewel since childhood.

She also had an uncle who favored her deeply. My father told me that back when resources were scarce, many of our household items came from her uncle—televisions, washing machines, even. We had a TV and washing machine as early as the 1970s.

My grandmother never once worried about money in her life.

She had three sons and one daughter, yet endured childbirth pain only twice. My maternal great-grandmother told me my grandmother’s deliveries were always effortless—each baby arrived in half an hour, and afterward, she’d bounce right up, demanding chicken soup.

My father, my second uncle, my third uncle, and my aunt all turned out exceptional—never once giving my grandmother cause for worry about their studies or careers.

…

I just typed a bunch of stuff—this is messy, bear with me.

…

The comment’s likes surged rapidly.

Below were endless replies.

“HateCockroaches”: Sister, your grandma’s got the exact plot of a novel heroine—her life’s too perfect.

Gu Family’s Little Pet replied below: Yup, I thought the same.

“ClapClap”: You again? You’re everywhere.

Gu Family’s Little Pet: Cat-shy-cover-face.jpg

“WalletFull”: I think I know which family you’re from. Photo.jpg

This person had posted a Baidu Baike entry.

Gu Family’s Little Pet liked the comment but didn’t deny it.

The onlookers: “!!!!”

Hey, caught a second-generation heir.

“WalletFull”’s comment was quickly deleted; those who were eating the drama guessed something and dared not mention it further.

The account still had to be kept.

Gu Family’s Little Pet’s comment soared to the top of likes, visible to everyone who entered—accidentally gaining another wave of followers.

Gu Family’s Little Pet looked slightly embarrassed.

She had no intention of managing an account—she truly only wanted to eat popcorn.

Never again will I comment casually, Gu Family’s Little Pet vowed inwardly.

Who knew that on Consumer Day, a trending topic appeared: “Exposing Those Non-Crashing Domestic Brands.”

She clicked in again.

And then, it spiraled out of control.

“JustThatVibe”: Changfeng Daily Chemical Factory? I know it—its shampoo is amazing, I still use it. Photo.jpg

“DoubleCarp”: This is made in China? I just found out—no wonder it’s so good. I’ll support it going forward.

“AvocadoNotGreasy”: After all these years, I thought it was gone. Didn’t expect Changfeng had transformed into Changfeng Group, branching into everything—I underestimated you.

“JustYouToo”: Oh～oh～～oh～～～ Is that the factory that hired tons of retired soldiers? I remember clearly—never thought it still existed. Hope Changfeng hasn’t lost its original spirit.

“WantToGacha”: The chairman of Changfeng Group also has the surname Gu. That gives me a bad feeling. @GuFamily’sLittlePet, are you related? [Stunned.jpg]

Gu Family’s Little Pet, who was just eating popcorn, immediately popped up and posted a cute GIF of a child nervously tapping fingers together.

Netizens: “…”

“BigNoodleMouth”: …Insane.

“ThisRapBurns”: You’re everywhere again—I’m numb.

“NotTooEarlyNotTooLate”: Come on, what else don’t we know about you?

…

Looking at the comments, Gu Family’s Little Pet rubbed her nose.

There’s also my second uncle’s “SpeedExpress,” my grandpa’s “GroceriesToYourDoor”… can’t explain in just a few sentences.

Ignoring the explosion she’d caused, Gu Family’s Little Pet put her phone away and went to class.

No matter how active she was online, she couldn’t escape the reality of attending school.

Gu Zhihang never married and had no children.

Yet his children were scattered across all of Huaguo.

Long after his death, his tombstone still received flowers from beneficiaries—someone always came to visit him.

People say death is not the end—forgetting is.

Gu Zhihang lived a spectacular life—he tasted every delicacy, drank the finest wines, climbed the highest mountains, gazed into the deep sea…

He never wasted his life.

During his years of charity work, many had inquired about him, wanting to express their gratitude.

He met none of them, always maintaining the perfect distance.

Only long after his death was it revealed how many students he had funded to realize their dreams.

Many who had received Gu Zhihang’s help came to visit their benefactor.

For a time, flower shops nearby saw a surge in business.

“Mr. Gu sought neither fame nor profit—he quietly devoted himself to charity for ten years, a persistence hard not to be moved by.”

“Mr. Gu was a man of great compassion.”

A delicate young woman arrived beside the tombstone. She placed her chrysanthemums down; the wind brushed her hair as she stared steadily at the photo on the stone and said: “I’ve always wondered who helped me—never imagined it was Mr. Gu. Thanks to you, I left the mountains and saw the vastness of this world. You gave me a new life—thank you, sir. Now that I’ve started working, I’ve also begun sponsoring several students. I want to follow your example and pass on the spark of hope.”

This is legacy.

The spark never dies—there is always hope.

{Alright, the epilogue ends here. The novel is officially complete—flowers, flowers.}

If anything fell short, please forgive me, my dears—I love you, muah.}

See you in the next book～～}