You don't spoil your daughter, right? I do!

"Dad, you have been strong all your life. What can I do for you? Please accept my insignificant care~"

"..."

After the song was finished, Lin Hao looked at Lin Qingyi, and Lin Qingyi made an "OK" gesture to Lin Hao.

This song was not included in the club, and Lin Hao sang it a cappella throughout.

Listening to Lin Hao's singing, tears in Li Nianqiu's eyes dripped onto her chest.

Her father was a craftsman in the countryside. Although he didn't earn much, the family lived a good life and she had a wonderful childhood.

Xie Shuangxu was so moved that her eyes turned slightly red. Although her father spent less time with her, she could feel his deep love for her.

Only Lin Qingyi had clear eyes, which were always fixed on Lin Hao.

She has never felt the love of her father or mother, and has always grown up in an environment of lack of love.

Lin Hao walked up to Lin Qingyi and rubbed his head, then took the phone that was handed to him.

Lin Qingyi sat on Lin Hao's lap and said softly, "Brother, hug me~"

Lin Hao hugged Lin Qingyi tightly, placed the phone on her lap, and checked the video he had just recorded.

After confirmation, the video was sent to Comrade Lao Lin.

Lin Jianguo was still working overtime at this time. When he heard the special reminder ringtone, he immediately put down his work and turned on his mobile phone.

Listening to Lin Hao's soulful singing, he came to the window sill and looked at the Jiangcheng with thousands of lights at night, and his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

He quickly ran out of his office and ran towards Zhao Sidi's office.

Although he could forward the song with just one click on his mobile phone, he couldn't wait to share the song his son wrote specifically for him with Zhao Sidi in person!

In the box.

Xie Shuangxu looked at Lin Hao shyly and asked, "Lin Hao, can you give me the song you just sang?"

"I want it too." Li Nianqiu sniffed and agreed.

"Of course not." Lin Hao was stunned for a moment. "There is a problem!"

"What do you want to do, each of you? You want me to send you two the song I wrote for my father?"

"Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

He reached out and flicked Li Nianqiu's head.

He glanced at Xie Shuangxu and hesitantly tapped the center of her forehead.

Xie Shuangxu touched his forehead and gave Lin Hao a blank look. "Am I that scary?"

Lin Hao shook his head and chuckled, "It's just that I'm naturally more inclined to follow my heart."

Joking aside, Lin Hao still silently sent the recorded video to the two of them.

Lin Qingyi hugged Lin Hao's neck, dangling her slender feet in the air, and hummed softly in Lin Hao's ear, "Brother who follows his heart all his life~"

Lin Hao pinched Lin Qingyi's nose and said, "How can I always follow my heart? Sometimes I am brave!"

He thought about the rare place where he could sing, and sang a song in praise of his father, and then a song in praise of his mother.

The song he sang for his father was a lyrical one, and he also wanted to choose a lyrical song for his mother.

According to my mother, the melody is quite cheerful, which is not appropriate.

After thinking for a while, Lin Hao suddenly remembered a Cantonese song.

When the old couple were young, they traveled all over the country for business, so they would understand.

He made a video call to Zhao Sidi.

At this time, Lin Jianguo and Zhao Sidi were showing off the song that his beloved son sang for him.

"Sidi, look, this is the song Xiaohao wrote specifically for me!"

"The child has grown up and knows how to be grateful!"

"It's worth my hard work educating him for so many years. He now understands the depth of fatherly love."

Zhao Sidi looked at Lin Jianguo and although he tried to pretend to be deep, he couldn't hide the joy in his tone and was happy for him.

In her joy, she sighed softly, "That heartless kid didn't even know how to sing a song for his mother."

"Now you know who is more important in Xiaohao's heart!"

"But Xiaohao is so filial, he will definitely write a song for you."

"But inspiration is something you can't rush."

"Sidi, I'll send the video to you. You can listen to it more when you have nothing to do." Lin Jianguo said proudly.

Zhao Sidi shook his head helplessly, "Okay, okay, I know you are happy."

"For the sake of the children, let's finish today's work quickly."

Suddenly, a special ringtone came from Zhao Sidi's mobile phone.

Zhao Sidi raised the corner of his mouth. "But it is important to combine work and rest. Lao Lin, let's see what Xiao Hao sent me?"

There was a video call request on the phone. After the call was connected, Lin Hao was holding the microphone on the other side of the screen.

"Mom, are you and Dad off work?"

Zhao Sidi shook his head, with a hint of resentment in his voice.

"I still have some work to do. I can go home after I finish it."

"Xiaohao, mom has just heard the song you wrote for your dad. Your dad is showing off next to me right now!"

"You little heartless boy, have you forgotten who stopped your father when he wanted to beat you?"

Lin Hao smiled awkwardly and said, "I haven't forgotten."

He handed the phone to Lin Qingyi, picked up the microphone and walked to the front of the box.

He cleared his throat and sang softly

"A pair of hands that cannot be modified, bringing warmth and always behind you."

"Even if you are nagging, I still care about you. I feel guilty for not cherishing you."

"..."

"It is your warm gaze that taught me to look forward with determination, and told me not to give up even if I fall~"

Unlike "Father" which expresses strong emotions, this song feels light when you first listen to it, but like aged wine, the more you taste it, the more you can feel the silent influence of maternal love.

By the time the song was over, Zhao Sidi was already in tears.

Lin Hao reminded her and her father to take care of their health, said "Love you, Mom," and ended the video call.

He edited the screen recording of the call and sent it to Zhao Sidi.

Zhao Sidi took a tissue, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took two deep breaths, and calmed herself down.

She looked at the work on the desk, then looked at Lin Jianguo and asked, "Go home early?"

Lin Jianguo nodded and said, "Let's go back and see Xiaohao."

Watching the intimate interaction between Lin Hao and his mother, Li Nianqiu covered her mouth, her chest already soaked with wetness.

Ever since her father passed away due to a serious illness, her mother has paid so much to pay off the debts her father owed for his medical treatment and to support her studies.

Lin Hao glanced at Lin Qingyi, who pursed his lips and looked away.

Lin Hao patted Li Nianqiu's shoulder gently and pointed at his own shoulder.

Li Nianqiu hugged one of Lin Hao's arms, leaned on his shoulder, and couldn't stop crying.

Xie Shuangxu's eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Lin Hao sadly, complaining

"I will never sing with you again."

"I was so happy today, but now I feel like crying."