Chapter 815 Who Is Your Dad?

"Don't make trouble," Li Lei said, "We're almost there."

"Uncle Haichao, are you almost here?" Xia Ling raised her voice and asked Xia Haichao.

Xia Haichao looked at the young couple and said happily: "There is at least three miles left."

Xia Ling: "...Li Lei, please put me down."

Li Lei: "I can still carry it. I'll let you down when I can't carry it anymore." Just kidding, even the pig looked at Xia Haichao and knew it was a test. How could he dare to let Xia Ling down? When you visit your father-in-law's house for the first time, you must behave well. Otherwise, what should you do if your father-in-law refuses to marry your daughter to him in anger?

No matter how painful and tiring it was, classmate Li Xiaolei could only endure it with tears.

Xia Ling's two calves kicked randomly in mid-air as a protest, but in the end she couldn't resist Li Lei, so she obediently let him carry her. The mountain road was long. Li Lei walked slowly but steadily step by step. He still had time to joke with Xia Ling: "Daughter-in-law, is your husband handsome, mighty or domineering?"

Xia Ling wanted to say, who is your wife?

But seeing the faint stains of sweat on his body, a thousand words turned into a soft "hmm".

"That's it?" Li Xiaolei was dissatisfied.

Xia Ling: "Then what else do you want?"

Classmate Li Xiaolei thought for a while: "Sing me a song."

Xia Ling: "Are you naive? How old are you? You still listen to songs while walking."

Li Lei felt aggrieved: "You have never sung specifically for me." She was a diva, but she sang so many songs for others. At least she wrote a PERFECTDREAM song for Pei Ziheng in her previous life, but what about this life? There isn't even a song for the two of them.

Li Lei thought for a while, "How about I sing a song for you?"

Xia Ling broke out in a cold sweat: "Don't!" It's not like she had never heard Master BOSS's singing voice, the kind that would make a group of Tianyi singers run away after hearing it. It's okay if he usually sings, but now he's singing on the Xia family's territory? She still wants to be embarrassed.

She accepted her fate and said, "Okay, I'll sing it to you."

After thinking about it, I chose a popular song in recent years: "That year the branches were full of flowers, you stood on the small bridge and the water flowed empty... That year the swallows danced and the orioles flew, and you painted the ancient Shimen Station like a painting. Drunk...the flowers are so rich in midsummer that they can't be more beautiful than your eyebrows. There are piles of Shu embroidery and brocade. If you look back and smile, three thousand worlds will be reduced to ashes..."

The song is melodious, echoing on the somewhat dark mountain road, far and near, endlessly.

Birds flew out of the mist in the forest and surrounded them in flocks.

Everyone was immersed in her beautiful singing. Even Aunt Liu temporarily forgot her calculations and ridicule. The nearby tribesmen put down their work and talked to each other: "Look over there...do you see it? It's a phoenix, really." What's more, the phoenix is ​​back! Only in the stories passed down by our ancestors can we see this kind of 'birds paying homage to the phoenix'!"

"It's really a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix!" The tribesmen were excited, but they didn't dare to make any noise. They were mesmerized by her singing, immersed in the wonderful music, and their hearts were filled with reverence for the phoenix.

Li Lei carried Xia Ling on his back, and as she sang, his steps gradually became brisk, and he seemed less tired. He felt like he could walk another ten miles. There was a faint sense of pride in his heart. Sure enough, his own Xiao Ling was the best singer. She was the most perfect existence in the world.

All the way up the mountain.

When they reached the top of the mountain, Li Lei put Xia Ling down.

Xia Ling stopped singing and looked up at the courtyard not far away - shrouded in clouds and mist, the buildings with wood and stone structures, blue bricks and black tiles were magnificent and solemn, rolling along the mountains. At a rough glance, the scale was not large. It is inferior to any ancient building complex in any tourist area.

On the plaque in front of the door, the simple words "Heaven and Earth Palace" are clearly visible.

"This is the residence of the patriarch and his wife, as well as Young Master Mo Yan and Young Master Shao Hui." Xia Haichao told them, "Please follow me."

Xia Ling glanced sideways at Li Lei, who gently held her hand and gave her a reassuring smile. He led her in and walked through the quiet front yard. Under the porch, someone hurriedly greeted her - the leader was an old man with gray hair, followed by a well-dressed woman, and next to him was Xia Xia. Mo Yan and Shao Hui.

Xia Ling stopped.

Almost instinctively, she realized who the old man was——

"Daddy!" she choked, calling out all at once.

The old man's face was still calm at first, but after hearing this call, he could no longer hold back and responded quickly: "Xiao Ling!" and hurriedly walked down the steps.

Xia Ling let go of Li Lei's hand, ran towards the old man, and hugged him tightly.

The kinship is so wonderful. Even if they live another life, even if the father and daughter have never met, in the vast sea of ​​people, for many years, they can accurately identify each other with just one look.

A family united by one spirit.

"Dad..." Xia Ling's voice was filled with tears. In her father's generous embrace, all the suffering and grievances she had suffered in her two lifetimes came to mind, as well as the longing for her family...

"Good boy, my good boy," Patriarch Xia's voice was choked with sobs, and the old man's eyes were red, as he always remained calm even when the mountains collapsed, "My Ling'er, you have suffered so much. My father has finally waited for you..."

The two father and daughter cried and laughed.

On the side, the elegant woman also came forward and wiped her tears: "Xiao Ling."

Xia Ling left her father's arms, looked at the woman, cried again, and threw herself into her arms: "Mom!"

"Xiao Ling!" The woman also burst into tears and hugged her daughter tightly.

The family that had been separated for decades was finally reunited. Patriarch Xia and his wife looked at Xia Ling from head to toe, but couldn't get enough of it. "You are alone outside and don't know how to take good care of yourself. Look, why are you so thin?" Mrs. Xia said to Xia Ling with pity.

Xia Ling smiled shyly and told her not to worry, she was in good health.

The mother and daughter started chatting about their daily routine without realizing it.

Patriarch Xia, who couldn't say anything, turned his head and realized that there was a young man standing not far away: "Are you Li Lei?" His eyes narrowed slightly, like all father-in-laws looking at their future son-in-law. That way, you are always being picky.

Li Lei's skin tensed up, fearing that he might be disrespectful at all, so he carefully answered: "It's me, dad."

"Who is your dad?!" Like Xia Moyan when he was called brother for the first time, Clan Leader Xia also felt that this brat was too familiar with himself and did not regard him as an outsider.

Li Lei gritted his teeth and was not going to compromise on the matter of principle: "Xiao Ling's family is my family, and Xiao Ling's father is my father."

Chief Xia: "..."

Xia Moyan whispered from the side: "Father, did you see it? This kid just needs a lesson."