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

Lin Jianguo lay in Zhao Sidi's arms and cried inconsolably, especially when he saw the scene of the snow-capped mountains.

His father was the only person from the logistics department and the kitchen team who survived when crossing the snow-capped mountains.

Xie Zhan wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and came to Lin Hao with the help of his cane. He gently stroked Lin Hao's head and cheeks, and choked up and said, "Good! Very good! Grandpa likes your gift, Xiaohao!"

Xie Shuangxu turned her head away. When the video started playing, she knew she would definitely cry today.

"No wonder Grandpa likes that bastard so much!" she thought to herself.

She looked at Lin Hao, saw her grandfather's attitude towards Lin Hao, and remembered Lin Hao's attitude towards the flower signs. She couldn't help but touch the back of her neck, feeling a little annoyed for a moment.

Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Xie Hu came forward and smiled awkwardly.

"Xiaohao, see if you have any stock, play another song for uncle."

"Don't worry, it's not in vain. I've prepared a gift for you. You will definitely like it!"

Lin Hao thought about it for a while. He was quite curious about what kind of gift Xie Hu could give.

He nodded, walked over to the members of the art troupe and briefly discussed the melody.

He picked up the microphone again and stood in front of the art troupe.

"When I was a child, I often heard people say that the one with bound feet was the grandmother trapped in the mountains."

"..."

Listening to Lin Hao's lyrics, Xie Hu scratched his head. Isn't this song about marriage in the feudal era?

You can't just take a photo of a tank track and say it's foot binding, like you do with roasted chicken wings, and make a propaganda video?

Thinking of this, his mind was instantly opened.

"She gave birth to one child after another, but they were all blown away by the trumpet!" Lin Hao continued to sing.

At this moment, the trumpeter puffed up his cheeks, picked up the trumpet, and blew an impassioned charge horn.

When the horn sounded, Xie Zhan, Xie Hu, Xie Yujing and Xie Shuangxu stood up from their seats instantly.

Lin Hao's voice suddenly became louder, as if to drown out the sound of the horn.

"What's on the other side of the mountain? It's the heroic spirits of the martyrs! It's the New Daxia that they swore to defend with their lives!"

"What's on the other side of the river? It's the lingering flames of war! She looked into the distance and tears fell drop by drop!"

“Peace came and they left.”

"The person she is waiting for will never come back."

Xie Zhan and the other three looked at each other, sighed softly, and sat back in their seats silently.

After the song was over, Xie Zhan extended his hand to Lin Hao, and Lin Hao sat down next to the old man obediently.

The old man smiled bitterly, as if recalling the past, and said to Lin Hao

"In my lifetime, I had four brothers who all participated in that war, but I was the only one who survived."

He wiped the tears from his eyes and said, "At that time, our garrison was discovered by the enemy and we were almost surrounded and wiped out."

"Your great-grandfather was captured by the enemy in order to protect us."

"Before being executed by the enemy, Xiaohao, do you know what your great-grandfather said?"

Lin Hao shook his head and asked, "What did great-grandfather say?"

"He told the enemy that my wife is pregnant again," Xie Zhan said calmly.

After hearing the old man's words, everyone fell silent.

"She gave birth to child after child, but all were blown away by the sound of the trumpet" is now embodied in the old man.

You can never kill them all, you will never kill them all!

Life can be strangled, but will is passed down from generation to generation. The inherent backbone and courage of the Daxia people cannot be destroyed through slaughter!

Seeing that the atmosphere was rather dull, Lin Hao looked at Xie Hu and asked, "Uncle Xie Hu, where is the gift you just said you would give me?"

Xie Hu seemed to remember something. He nodded repeatedly and walked to the backyard. He returned with a dog cage. In the cage was a golden retriever about six months old.

"This is a gift for you. It's a purebred chick that was eliminated from our police dog school."

As soon as they saw the little chicken, the girls crowded forward. Even Lin Xialan, who had been pretending to be drunk, stuck to the side of the cage and kept making "sucking" sounds.

Ever since she saw the video of Daoxiang and the dog that Lin Hao sent her last time, she has wanted to have a puppy very much.

But her living expenses were not enough, and she lived in a dormitory, which did not allow her to keep a dog.

Xie Zhan stared blankly at Little Chicken Feather, then looked at his eldest son Xie Hu, and asked in confusion, "Isn't this the gift I prepared for my grandson?"

Xie Hu nodded and said confidently, "Dad, but this is not a gift from me to Xiaohao."

"Are you giving it to Xiaohao, the gift I prepared for him?" Xie Zhan frowned, unable to beat around the bush for a moment.

Lin Hao suddenly realized, "Uncle Xie Hu, when you say send, do you mean transport?"

Xie Hu smiled and scratched his head. "No matter who sent it, just tell me whether it was sent or not."

As he spoke, he also took out the chicken feathers' pedigree to prove "I don't understand the dog's pedigree or anything like that."

"But I heard from the team that this dog would be sold for at least 30,000 yuan in the market."

"After our training, it definitely understands human language better than you do!"

Lin Hao's mouth twitched, and he snorted coldly, "But it can speak better than you."

Xie Hu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but sneer, "It's just a dog, how can it speak better than me?"

"What do you think of Grandpa Xie's fortune this year?" Lin Hao asked.

"What else can we do? Just let it be. We almost had a banquet." Xie Hu said.

Lin Hao looked at Xiao Jimao and asked, "Xiao Jimao, what do you think of Grandpa's fortune this year?"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Hearing the answer from Little Chicken Feather, Xie Zhan couldn't stop laughing. "Indeed, it speaks much better than you do."

The people in the hall couldn't help but laugh out loud, and their shoulders began to tremble.

Xie Hu's face turned red as liver, and he looked at Lin Hao with resentment.

On the other side, Lin Xialan had already opened the cage of the little chicken.

The little chicken's tail was shaking desperately, like a propeller.

Little Chicken Feather ran towards Lin Xialan, rubbed her belly and licked her face.

Lin Qingyi gently rubbed little Jimao's head. Little Jimao turned and walked towards Lin Qingyi, resting his head lightly on her chest.

The little golden retriever also rubbed Xie Shuangxu's long black silk legs and rested its head on Lin Xiaoxuan's knees, trying to treat everyone equally!

Lin Hao looked at the scene where Xiao Jimao and Lin Qingyi were interacting with each other, with a look of envy on his face, but he said in dissatisfaction, "Tsk, scumbag!"

Xie Shuangxu looked at Lin Hao and snorted, "Bah! Scumbag!"

After hearing what Xie Shuangxu said, the other three looked at Lin Hao and nodded at the same time.