61This is my daughter

61This is my daughter

Taipei Hsinchu

After getting off the plane, we drove for another three hours and finally arrived at Jiaming's home. This is a two-story bungalow with a white wooden wall surrounding the outside. You can see the ceramic tiles on the walls and the glazed tiles on the roof.

The house is old, but the flowers and plants under the fence add a bit of vitality.

Xia Yang's sports car parked outside the fence, pointing to the second-floor cabin in front of him, "Your home? Isn't your home Room 302, Unit 1, Building 62, Ouhuazhou Avenue? Why is it here?"

Jiaming said angrily, "Humph, you didn't even find out clearly. Oh, that's really bad..."

"Hey," Xia Tianyang followed, "then you have to ask Sato, he checked it."

"This is a flower garden and our old house. We spend the Chinese New Year here every year, as well as my uncle's family. The countryside is very lively, and it has a stronger New Year atmosphere than the city."

"Yeah, then I'll catch up."

Passing by the market at the entrance of the village, Jiaming got out of the car and bought some food. At Xia Yang's insistence, she also bought a bottle of wine. He said he wanted to have a drink with his father-in-law.

Su Jiaming put the dishes in the sink, "I'll wash them and you cook them!"

"Okay, let my father-in-law try his son-in-law's craftsmanship!" Xia Yang was not polite. At this time, he was a good family man.

Jiaming tied an apron for him and tied a strong bow behind him. She took the initiative to hug him tightly from behind and slowly leaned her head on his back. It felt so good.

Feeling the warmth behind him, Xia Tian raised his lips and smiled unconsciously. His heart was full and at ease, "My wife..." he called her.

"Um?"

"We will spend this year together as a family."

"Um!"

He finally has a family again, a wife, children, and a father-in-law, and he will definitely treat him like his own father.

Soon, Su Datie came back. He saw a famous brand sports car parked at the gate of the wall. He was really confused, whose car this was? No one in the village seemed to have such a car.

"Dad, you're back." Jiaming ran out of the kitchen and gave Su Datie a hug, "I miss you so much."

"Oh, she's my baby girl." Su Datie's eyes were red, "Why did you come back without saying hello to me? I'm so ready." Jiaming hasn't come back for two years because of the round-trip air ticket.

Gui, she was working and studying at the same time, and she never came back.

Jiaming acted coquettishly in her father's arms, "I'm giving you a surprise," I hope it's not a shock, "go wash your face first, and you'll be able to eat soon."

Xia Yang walked out of the kitchen, still wearing an apron. For a moment, he didn't know whether to call him uncle or dad directly, so he could only smile and nod.

"He is?" Su Datie looked overjoyed. Could it be that his daughter brought her boyfriend back? Well, she has a good face and a good figure. Her daughter has really good eyesight. Su Datie stared at Tianyang from head to toe.

The way Jiaming saw her father was the same as when she saw a hot bun after being hungry for three days. She immediately pulled her father's arm, "Dad, his name is Xia Yang, he is mine..." It was really hard to say.

, will telling him all at once scare him? "I'll tell you when I'm eating!"

Seeing his daughter's embarrassed look, Su Datie knew it and was so happy that he couldn't help but say, "Hahaha, okay~".

At the dinner table, Xia Yang first poured wine for his father-in-law, and then poured some for himself and Jiaming. He said seriously, "I think I should call you 'Dad'. Jiaming and I will go get the certificate tomorrow. I hope

Dad, can you agree?"

"Ah?!" Although he was mentally prepared, Su Datie was still shocked. He thought Tianyang was just Jiaming's boyfriend, but he didn't expect it to progress so quickly.

"Dad, I'm sorry. It's my fault without your consent..." Jiaming lowered her head and her voice became lower and lower. This was the second time she said this.

Su Datie said nothing and had no expression.

"Dad," Xia Yang still called out awkwardly, but he said it out loud, "You can't blame Jiaming, it was my idea. She already has my child."

Su Datie looked surprised, "Jia Ming, you...have it?"

Su Jiaming glanced at her father timidly, "Yeah."

When Xia Yang saw that his father-in-law looked wrong, he quickly apologized, "It's my fault, but please don't worry, I will be responsible. I really love her and I will treat her well!"

Su Datie looked at him blankly. Nowadays, it is useless for him to object, not to mention that Xia Yang looks really good. "That's good," he nodded, "Come, let's drink!"

What happened next was that Su Jiaming watched the two men talking to each other, from being polite at the beginning to talking nonsense later, and they were so speculative that she couldn't even get in the middle of the conversation, which was rare.

There is a young man who can chat so enthusiastically with an old man. She herself sometimes finds her father verbose.

After a while, Su Dati became a little drunk. Jiaming persuaded him, "Dad, you have drunk enough. Too much will hurt your health."

"What do you know? If you are happy today, you should drink more! Tianyang, come here."

Xia Yang also smelled of alcohol, "That's right, men who can drink are pure men."

Su Jiaming rolled her eyes at him, raised her foot to step on his, and gave him a victorious look.

Xia Yang sneered on the spot, endured the pain, hugged her waist, and said calmly, "Wife, be good, or I'll give you a good look tonight."

"You..." Jiaming was speechless for a moment, and her face turned red. He actually dared to tease her like this in front of her father.

"Hahaha, now someone can cure my daughter." Su Datie was already slightly drunk.

"I, I'm going to clean up the kitchen!" Jiaming ran away in a flash.

Su Datie was indeed a little drunk, his face was red, and he didn't care about what he said, "Tianyang, her mother left early, I relied on the flower garden behind to raise Jiaming, even though she is not a rich man.

It's expensive, but it's still affordable anyway. Jiaming is very sensible and never asks me for more money. She does everything by herself. I feel sorry for her."

"I know, I will make her happy in the future."

"Okay, okay, great." Su Datie seemed tired and fell sleepy as he spoke. He gradually closed his eyes under the influence of alcohol, and finally leaned slowly on the table.

"Dad?" Xia Yang called tentatively.

Su Datie was already asleep, so he could only carry him upstairs, "Jiaming, where is your dad's room?"

"The first one at the corner of the stairs," Jiaming followed, "be careful!"

After covering Su Datie with the quilt, the two of them walked out of the room gently. Next to it was Jiaming's room. Her room was very simple, with many things but not cluttered. It seemed that Su Datie was cleaning it often.

Suddenly, Xia Yang hugged her from behind and whispered: "Wife~"

"Uh," Jiaming felt goosebumps and struggled to open his hand, "What are you doing?!"

"Don't move, let me hug you!" Xia Yang grabbed Jiaming's erratic hand, pulled her body over, smiled mischievously, and deliberately stuck out his tongue to touch his lower lip, looking hungry.

Jiaming understood what he meant. This was not the first time with him, and there was no need to pretend to be reserved. "The big pervert is coming, little girl, run~" She pretended to run away.

Not letting Jiaming succeed, Xia Yang stood up and pressed her on the bed, "Yes, I am a big pervert, but if you are a little girl, it needs to be discussed. Can you be called a little girl even if you are pregnant with a child?"

"That is, I am gentle, beautiful, virtuous, generous, wise, courageous, and able to manage my family well. I will always be an eighteen-year-old girl."

"Hahaha, you are so not ashamed!"

The next day, when they came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, they held red books in their hands and looked sweet.

"It turns out that registration is so fast and much simpler than a wedding."

"Haha, you don't have anything to worry about about the wedding."

"That's right, I was forced."

When Xia Yang heard her talk about this again, he quickly bowed and begged for mercy, "Honey, this is not called being forced, this is called being beaten crookedly."

"You are so beautiful. Come home soon. Dad is still waiting for us at home."

"good."

As soon as they got home, Su Datie had already prepared New Year's goods. When they came back, they went to the uncle's house together.

My uncle's house is not far away, it is a similar two-story building, but it is much more lively.

As soon as Su Datie entered the house, he had a warm welcome with his brother, and the two brothers went to one side to chat. The well-behaved Minmin seemed to have grown up again, and her smiling face was as red as a ripe apple.

Su Jiaming asked for sweets in her arms. Xia Yang chatted with Jiaming's cousin casually, talking about work, life, and stress. Although the two people had different identities, they were both men and of similar age. They wanted to find common topics and

Not difficult.

After a while, the New Year's Eve dinner started with everyone's long-awaited call. No one regarded Xia Yang as an outsider. The uncle took a sip of Baigan and got drunk, "Tian Yang, you will be one of our own from now on. Today we are going to

Have a good drink, I’ve prepared enough wine.”

"No problem, I'll stay with you until the end!"

Jiaming nudged Xia Yang with her elbow and leaned into his ear to remind him, "My uncle has a good drinking capacity. Be careful. I won't take care of you when you're drunk."

"Jia Ming, are you siding with your husband so soon?" The tip of my uncle's ear heard Ji Ming's murmur, "Don't worry, I won't knock your husband down, haha."

Xia Yang smiled and touched Jiaming's head, helping her cover up her shame, "Don't worry, I'm not drunk even after a thousand cups!"

The sound of firecrackers was heard outside the house, and Minmin clamored to watch, but her cousin couldn't resist her and carried her to the window to watch. Xia Yang imagined that in the near future, I would be able to hold my own child and watch the fireworks.

——

Hospital, late at night, the lights in the operating room are on, Jiaming has been in for three hours, Xia Yang puts his hands in his pockets, stares straight at the white wall, praying silently. Minako and Uncle Tie are sitting on the bench in the corridor

Go up and stare at your watch.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and Sato came running over. He gasped and asked, "Still not out yet?"

Xia Tianyang frowned and nodded slightly. Sato patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, it's like this when giving birth!"

"You sound like you have experience." Xia Yang teased.

Suddenly, a baby's cry pierced the silent corridor. After a while, the doctor came out with a little girl in his arms, "It's a little beauty. Mother and daughter are safe! Come on, daddy, do you want a hug?"

As a new father, Xia Yang was so excited that he was at a loss. "I want it," but he didn't know how to hold it, so he awkwardly took the little one from the doctor's hand, "Will I hurt her? Minako, hold on to me."

Click." At this moment, Xia Tianyang's eyes were slightly red. The baby in his arms was only a little bigger. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open. He just kept crying and his feet kept kicking. He instinctively nudged left and right.

He shook his head and showed off stupidly, "This is my daughter, hehe, my daughter..."

The operating room door opened, and the weak Jiaming was pushed out. Xia Yang put her daughter next to Jiaming, leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, "Wife, thank you!"
Chapter completed!