Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 809 Who Is Your Dad?
"Don't make trouble," Li Lei said, "We'll be there soon."

"Uncle Haichao, are you coming soon?" Xia Ling asked Xia Haichao in a raised voice.

Xia Haichao looked at the young couple cheerfully: "There are still three miles at least."

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

Li Lei: "I can still carry it. When I can't move it, I'll let you down." Just kidding, even the pig looked at Xia Haichao with eyes that knew it was a test, how dare he let Xia Ling come down?The first time you enter the door of your father-in-law's house, you must behave well, otherwise, what should you do if your father-in-law refuses to marry your daughter to him in a fit of anger?
No matter how hard and tired, Li Xiaolei could only endure it with tears in his eyes.

Xia Ling's two calves kicked wildly in mid-air to show her protest, but in the end she couldn't hold back Li Lei, and obediently let him carry it on her back.The mountain road was long, and Li Lei walked slowly but steadily, and he still thought about joking with Xia Ling: "Daughter-in-law, is your husband handsome, mighty or mighty, domineering or not?"

Xia Ling wanted to say, who is your wife?
But seeing the faint sweat stains on his body, thousands of words turned into a soft "hmm".

"It's over with just one sound?" Li Xiaolei was dissatisfied.

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

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

Xia Ling: "Aren't you naive? How old are you, and you still listen to music while walking."

Li Lei was aggrieved: "You have never sung for me." She is indeed a queen, but she sang so many songs for others.Anyway, in her previous life, she wrote a song called PERFECT DREAM for Pei Ziheng, but what about this life?Not even a single song that belongs to both of them.

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

Xia Ling was about to break out in a cold sweat: "Don't!" It wasn't that she hadn't heard the singing of Lord Boss, howling ghosts and wolves, the kind that a group of Tianyi singers would run away after hearing it.It's fine for him to sing normally, but now he's singing on the Xia family's territory?She still needs face.

She said resignedly, "Okay, I'll sing it to you."

After thinking about it, I chose a song that has been popular in recent years: "That year, the branches were full of flowers, and you stood on the small bridge, the flowing water, and the empty air... That year, the swallows danced and the warblers flew, and you depicted the ancient post in Shimen like Drunk... the flowers are so rich in midsummer, they are not as beautiful as your eyebrows and eyes, and there are piles of brocades embroidered in Sichuan, if you look back and smile, the three thousand worlds will be reduced to ashes..."

The singing sounded like a song, echoing on some dark mountain roads, far and near, endlessly.

In the mist in the forest, birds flitted out and surrounded them in groups.

Everyone was immersed in her beautiful singing, and even Aunt Liu temporarily forgot her calculations and ridicule. The nearby clansmen put down their work and talked to each other: "Look over there...see it? It's Phoenix, really!" The most amazing thing is that the phoenix has returned! Only in the stories handed down by the ancestors, there is this kind of 'hundred birds facing the phoenix'!"

"It's really a hundred birds facing the phoenix!" The clansmen were all excited, but they didn't dare to make loud noises. Listening to her singing, they were fascinated, immersed in the beautiful music, and their hearts were filled with reverence for the phoenix.

Li Lei carried Xia Ling on his back, and in the midst of her singing, his footsteps gradually became brisk, as if he was not so tired, and felt that he could walk another ten miles.A faint sense of pride rose in his heart, as expected, his own Xiao Ling was the best at singing, she was the most perfect existence in the world.

All the way up the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, Li Lei put Xia Ling down.

Xia Ling stopped singing, and looked up at the courtyard not far away—in the clouds and mist, the wooden and stone structures, blue brick and black tile buildings were magnificent and majestic, rolling up and down along the mountains. It is inferior to the ancient buildings in any tourist area.

On the plaque in front of the gate, the simple and simple handwriting of "Tiandi Palace" is impressive.

"This is the residence of the patriarch and his wife, as well as Master Moyan and Young Master Shaohui." Xia Haichao told them, "Please follow me."

Xia Ling glanced sideways at Li Lei, who gently held her hand and gave her a comforting smile.He led her in, walked through the secluded front yard, and under the porch, someone came out in a hurry—the leader was a gray-haired old man, followed by a well-dressed woman, and next to him was Xia Tian. Mo Yan and Shao Hui.

Xia Ling stood still.

Almost instinctively, she realized who the old man was—

"Dad!" She choked up and called out all at once.

The old man's face was still calm at first, but after hearing this call, he couldn't hold back anymore, and quickly answered: "Xiao Ling!" and hurried down the steps.

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

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

A family, united with one another.

"Father..." There was a tear in Xia Ling's voice. In her father's generous embrace, all the suffering and grievances she had suffered in the past two lifetimes came to mind, as well as the longing for her family...

"Good boy, my good boy," Patriarch Xia's voice was also choked up, the eyes of the old man who had never changed his expression before Mount Tai collapsed, "My Ling'er, you have suffered, and I finally waited for you as a father..."

The two father and daughter cried and laughed.

On the side, the well-mannered woman also came forward and wiped her tears: "Xiaoling."

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, hugging 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 they couldn't get enough. "You are outside alone, and you don't know how to take good care of yourself. Look, why are you so thin?" Mrs. Xia said to Xia Ling pitifully.

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

The mother and daughter began to gossip without knowing it.

Patriarch Xia, who couldn't put his words in, turned his head and realized that there was a young man standing not far away: "You are Li Lei, right?" In that way, it is picky anyway.

Li Lei's whole body tensed up, fearing that he might be disrespectful, he answered cautiously: "It's me, Dad."

"Who is your father?!" Like Xia Moyan being called brother for the first time, Patriarch Xia also felt that this brat is too familiar and doesn't treat himself as an outsider?

Li Lei bite the bullet, and he has no intention of giving in on matters of principle: "Xiao Ling's family is my family, and Xiao Ling's father is my father."

Patriarch Xia: "..."

Xia Moyan whispered beside him: "Father, have you seen it? This kid just owes a lesson."

(End of this chapter)