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

After a few embarrassing episodes, Lin Jianguo's brain circuits returned to normal, and he took out the Maotai that he had collected for thirty years to toast the old man.

The old man had just finished the operation. He drank a symbolic glass of wine and then replaced it with tea.

Zhao Sidi was worried about Lin Hao's physical condition, so she asked Lin Xiaoxuan to sit next to Lin Hao and take his pulse.

"Mom noticed that you're different recently and I'm worried about your health," Lin Xiaoxuan explained.

Lin Hao was somewhat helpless. "Mom, I also know a little bit about medicine. There's nothing wrong with my body."

Zhao Sidi looked at Lin Xiaoxuan worriedly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her nod.

"Go see your third sister once a week and ask her to check your pulse, okay?"

She looked at Lin Xiaoxuan again and warned, "Xiaoxuan, if Xiaohao really has any problems, don't hide it from mom."

Hearing the deep concern in Zhao Sidi's tone, Lin Hao's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

His voice was slightly choked with sobs, "Mom, what are you talking about!"

"I still have to rely on you and dad for my old age, how can I have any problems with my health!"

Listening to Lin Hao's words, Zhao Sidi was a little confused for a moment. Shouldn't he provide for both of us in our old age?

She shook her head helplessly. "The money your parents earn is for you to spend. How can it be considered as living off them?"

Lin Hao took a bite of the belly of the grouper and put it in Zhao Sidi's bowl, then said with a smile, "Love you, Mom!"

"You kid." Zhao Sidi's eyes couldn't help but turn red while eating the fish.

After taking Lin Xiaoxuan's pulse, she recalled that Lin Xialan had held Lin Hao's hand before.

Her cheeks blushed slightly as she said, "Xiaohao, I recently learned some hand massage methods from ancient books. You can try it and see if it feels comfortable."

Without waiting for Lin Hao to say anything, she gently grabbed Lin Hao's hand and rubbed the thenar and hypothenar eminences.

After a moment, she raised her head and glanced at Lin Hao, who seemed still obsessed with eating.

She secretly put her fingers into the gaps between Lin Hao's fingers and interlocked theirs.

It must be said that when those scallion-white fingers stroked his palm, Lin Hao's heart beat much faster.

I don’t know whether it was comfortable or not, but the delicious food I usually eat suddenly became tasteless at this moment.

Lin Qingyi gently pulled Lin Hao's clothes and said, "Brother, I just watched Third Sister give a massage, and I have learned it!"

Okay, after all, we are all brothers and sisters, we can’t favor one over the other.

Lin Hao put the chopsticks on the table and extended his right hand towards Lin Qingyi.

Lin Qingyi held Lin Hao's hand, placed it on her thighs, and kneaded it awkwardly.

But after rubbing for a while, he became like Lin Xiaoxuan, with his ten fingers tightly clasped together and no longer moving.

Lin Hao suddenly realized that something was wrong. He didn't understand anything. Was the last step of this hand massage to hold hands? Was this massage serious?

He tilted his head and looked at Lin Xiaoxuan in confusion.

Lin Xiaoxuan also tilted her head and responded with the same puzzled expression.

Lin Hao withdrew his gaze. Since Lin Xiaoxuan was not wrong, then Lin Qingyi must be right too.

My heartbeat actually accelerated because of my sister's hand holding, no, massage. It must be my fault! I must be dirty!

However, Lin Qingyi's hands are thinner, while Lin Xiaoxuan's hands are longer. These two hands look so soft when they are held together!

Feeling the power coming from Lin Hao's hand, the two of them lowered their heads at the same time, with a slight blush on their cheeks.

Lin Xialan ate her last lunch with trepidation, for she knew that after today, there would be no place for her in the Lin family anymore.

She kept looking around, trying to find a way to break the impasse, and finally her eyes locked on Lin Hao.

Noticing the strangeness of the three people, Lin Xialan came behind Lin Hao with the dishes and chopsticks, and stretched out her arms around Lin Hao's neck.

She cleared her throat and said gently, "Xiaohao, what do you want to eat? Sister will feed you~"

The feeling of brain waves came, and Lin Hao felt that his brain had stopped working. He quickly pulled back his hand and said, "I. I. I can do it myself."

Lin Xialan was quick to grab a grape on the table and stuff it into Lin Hao's mouth.

She tilted her head to make sure Lin Hao had swallowed the grapes, and said coquettishly, "Xiao Hao, sister doesn't want to tutor~"

"I will only ask you once in my life, please persuade Dad!"

"Since you ate my grapes, please help me!"

Lin Hao held his forehead and his cheeks felt a little hot. How dare Lin Xialan say such things!

She also underestimated the influence of her figure. When she was sticking to him and acting coquettishly, Lin Hao completely forgot how to write the word "no". All he could think about was "I do!"

"Okay, I'll tell Dad not to waste that money." Lin Hao said helplessly.

"Hehe! Love you, Xiaohao!" Lin Xialan said with a smile.

Seeing that the food on the table was almost finished, Lin Hao looked at Mr. Xie Zhan and asked

"Thank you, Grandpa. How are you thinking about this?"

"Although my father is a little unreliable, his respect for you is real. I also hope that our two families can have this fate."

Lin Jianguo put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Xie Zhan, saying sincerely

"Xie General, my father, Lin Qiangjun, was once a soldier in the logistics and cooking squad under your command."

"When we crossed the snowy mountain, my father almost died in it. It was you who saved my father's life with half a chili pepper."

He took a deep breath, knelt in front of Xie Zhan, and choked up.

"If it were the other three generals today, I would never think of recognizing my relatives."

"I have the same respect for them, but in addition to respect for you, I also feel a little bit of affection."

"Seeing how you treated my family today, I know that my father didn't follow the wrong people when he was young!"

He rubbed his red eyes, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

Zhao Sidi hurried forward, knelt beside Lin Jianguo, and took out a tissue to wipe his tears.

When Xie Zhan heard Lin Jianguo's words, his eyes instantly became moist. "Are you the child of the little cloth bag?"

Lin Qiangjun often carried a cloth bag made of scraps of cloth, which contained all his belongings, so he got this nickname in the team.

He quickly helped Lin Jianguo up and looked at him carefully. "Good, good boy, you have grown so big!"

When they crossed the snow-capped mountains, it was also the most difficult period for their army.

The six-day and six-night forced march requires crossing five snow-capped mountains with an average altitude of 3500 meters.

During that section of the march, all members of the logistics department and the kitchen team, except for Xiaobubao, died.

"Those bastards!"

"If you can't make a fire, use the cotton wool in your clothes to start a fire!"

"With nothing to eat, they just grab a handful of snow to fill their stomachs!"

"In the end, they all died!" Xie Zhan choked.

He took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Xiao Bubao was the youngest child in the kitchen team at the time. When I found him, his lips were already purple."

Lin Jianguo kept wiping away tears and was already sobbing.

"Dad told me that you gave him clothes and stuffed half a chili into his mouth, which is why he survived."

Xie Zhan sniffed and said guiltily, "I should have discovered it earlier. I am sorry for them."