The Lin family's little boy returns to being eight years old, taking his family to new heights.

After washing up and changing my clothes, I realized I had finished.

The little girl in front of the mirror wore a bright red sweater, dark blue sweatpants, and a light pink down jacket over them.

Sigh, kids' clothes are always so colorful.

But Lin Xi had no other choice; she didn't have many clothes in her wardrobe to begin with, and couldn't put together a set in the same color scheme.

The short, ear-length hair was naturally styled by Grandma Lin, the master of the art.

Her large, clear eyes were like grapes, her eyelashes were long and thick like fans, and her slightly chubby face was fair and tender, like a porcelain doll.

Lin Xi looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied.

Actually, I'm quite beautiful, so I must maintain that appearance.

As they stepped outside, the girl took the initiative to hold that rough but strong hand.

In his previous life, besides taking care of his sick mother in the hospital, his father worked day and night to earn money.

I have almost no time to take care of her.

The man, whose back was bent by life, became more and more silent, and the sensitive and fragile girl became more and more withdrawn, and the two communicated less and less.

She always thought her father didn't care about her and rarely got close to this father who wasn't good at expressing himself.

It wasn't until this man completely disappeared from the world that her grandmother told her that her father often felt guilty and blamed himself.

Feeling guilty for not being able to give her daughter a complete family, blaming herself for not being able to take good care of her elderly parents and young daughter...

This time, she wanted to take the initiative to enter her father's world and let him know that he was taking good care of the family.

I felt the large, thick hand in my palm stiffen slightly.

The girl shook the man's arm with her other hand and said sweetly, "Daddy, let's go!"

Lin Dayuan felt happy and touched, and for a moment in disbelief, when his daughter took his hand.

His daughter hadn't been this close to him in a long time...

"Okay, let's go. After the checkup, Dad will take you to eat something delicious."

The corners of the man's mouth unconsciously turned up, and his usually furrowed brows relaxed.

I never realized my dad could be so easily pleased before. He's just a proud and traditional father, I've got him figured out.

Luckily, I'm just an eight-year-old girl, so I can act cute and charming to my heart's content from now on.

To get from Linjia Village to the city, you need to walk to the town and take a bus, which takes about 20 minutes.

Lin Xi calculated that it would be 5,000 steps round trip, and with the additional walking required for the examination, she should be able to easily complete 10,000 steps.

Not far away is the intersection where she was hit by the motorcycle. Across the road is the bus stop.

Lin Xi had a bit of a phobia about this intersection, and she held her father's hand tightly.

She absolutely has to find a way to get the traffic police to paint zebra crossings and install traffic lights here.

Things have been alright these past two years. In a few years, as the economy of Lotus Town develops, the surrounding area will be lined with shops and bustling with traffic.

Countless car accidents occur at this intersection every year.

Lin Xi only felt safe after getting on the bus.

After changing buses twice, we arrived at the overcrowded children's hospital, where the sounds of children crying could be heard everywhere.

To expedite the process, Lin Xi cooperated fully with the blood tests and X-rays.

Compared to the other children around him, Mr. Lin felt that his daughter was exceptionally well-behaved and sensible today.

After a busy afternoon, the test results came back, and all the indicators were normal. Mr. Lin felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders and let out a long sigh of relief.

Lin Xi also breathed a long sigh of relief. It was finally over. She was exhausted and hungry.

"Xiaoxi, are you hungry? How about Daddy takes you to eat hot pot?"

"Okay, okay, I love hot pot the most. I heard from my classmate that there's a small hot pot restaurant in Cailan Hutong with fresh and delicious ingredients. Let's go there."

Lin Dayuan rarely saw his daughter make a request, so he naturally agreed without hesitation.

This is the hot pot restaurant that Lin Xi frequented in her previous life. It was not only fresh and delicious, but also reasonably priced.

Unlike some restaurants where a few meager pieces of meat are delicately arranged on a large plate.

For families like Lin Xi's, refinement is not important; what matters is being able to eat their fill.

It was past lunchtime, and although the hot pot restaurant was crowded, thankfully there was no need to queue.

Because Lin Xi had just recovered from a serious illness, Lin's father ordered a spicy hot pot and a tomato hot pot.

The broth was bubbling away, steam rising from it, the aroma of numbing spiciness and the fresh scent of tomatoes blending together, making one's mouth water.

Slices of tender beef rolls, chunks of white tofu, and a variety of vegetables began to tumble and roll, whetting Lin Xi's appetite.

I couldn't wait to pick up a slice of beef floating on the soup with my chopsticks. The beef slice was covered with rich tomato soup and tasted incredibly delicious.

Seeing the child enjoying the food, Lin Dayuan also started eating. With one bite, the spicy, numbing, and fragrant flavors exploded in his mouth.

The food is really good. I'll bring my daughter here to eat whenever I have time.

The two of them ate with such abandon that they didn't even notice when all the food was gone, and Lin Xi was so full that she was practically slumped in her chair.

I'm so satisfied. I wish I could eat hot pot every day.

But even in the days when hot pot restaurants were everywhere, let alone now, the dream of eating hot pot every day was still not realized.

When I'm craving something spicy, I just order a budget-friendly hot pot or mala tang. It costs fourteen yuan and I'm stuffed. It's a large portion and very satisfying.

However, at this time of year, mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot) has not yet appeared.

Thinking of this, her eyes lit up, as if she could see the path to wealth in the future.

From its emergence to its explosive popularity, the price of Mala Tang (a type of spicy hot pot) has increased from four yuan to fourteen yuan per bowl, enabling countless people to drive cars and live in large apartments.

"Xiaoxi, what are you thinking about? Get dressed, let's go home."

"Dad, how much do you earn a month?"

Lin Dayuan said while putting on his coat, "Why are you asking this? Don't worry, a hot pot meal doesn't cost much. If Xiaoxi wants to eat it in the future, Dad will bring you here."

If you want to open a shop, the first thing you need to know is how much money you have at home.

But my family probably thinks I'm just a kid who doesn't understand anything. Even if she came up with this idea, they probably think it's just a joke.

Sigh, I was too hasty.

"Okay, Dad, I'll tell you next time you want to eat it." She said this, but in her heart she was thinking that next time she wanted to eat it, she would make mala tang herself and let her family try it.

After getting dressed, the two began their long bus journey.

She habitually sat by the window, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery outside.

In two more years, these small houses will be transformed into high-rise buildings and lined with shops.

I also need to seize this opportunity to enable my family to live a comfortable life.

At this moment, the bus came to a swaying stop, and an elderly woman dressed somewhat thinly, with a faded scarf wrapped around her head and carrying a heavy cloth bag in her hand, boarded the bus.

Lin Xi glanced around and found that there were no empty seats, so she got up as usual to stand at the back.

I turned around and saw my dad, and then I realized that I had almost forgotten that I was eight years old.

Lin Dayuan understood his daughter's intention and waved to the elderly woman, saying, "Auntie, please sit here. The child is small; he can sit with me."

"Oh, oh, okay, thank you, thank you." The old man sat down happily and turned to Lin's father, saying, "You've raised your little girl so well. I saw it all; she got up to give me her seat without you having to say anything."

Lin Dayuan felt a little proud and embarrassed, realizing that she hadn't really disciplined her child much. She replied, "Her grandmother usually takes care of her. It's nothing, Auntie, you don't need to be so polite."

"That's because you were born so well, haha, look at her, she's so pretty." The older woman looked at the little girl with rosy lips and white teeth, and liked her more and more, starting to praise her.

When the older woman praised him, Lin's father humbly waved his hand. When the older woman praised him again, Lin's father politely declined.

Lin Xi's face turned red. Luckily, she was still young and didn't need to participate in the conversation.

Finally arriving at their stop, they got off the train, exchanged a glance, and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Haha, her dad is also a socially awkward person, so she probably inherited that trait from him.

At that moment, a system voice sounded in his mind, "Ding. The host gave up his seat to an elderly person, relieving the elderly person's fatigue. Reward: 10 Love Coins."

The host's actions positively influenced the 15 people on the bus, reinforcing their awareness of giving up their seats to the elderly, and earned them 5 "love coins."

Wow, this is the first time Lin Xi has received a tangible reward for helping someone. She never expected that a small thing she did out of habit would actually bring her such a benefit.