Chapter 988 - 773: Father and Daughter Reunited

Chapter 988: Chapter 773: Father and Daughter Reunited

"Dad!"

No need for more words, just the simple word "Dad" was filled with all the emotions Zhao Lina had experienced over the past half year.

Father and daughter then simultaneously took a step, running wildly towards each other.

When they were just 1 meter apart, they both stopped at the same time, as if they couldn’t believe everything before their eyes and needed to thoroughly confirm it.

After being frozen for several seconds, Zhao Yunhai finally trembled as he spread his arms and shouted those few words with uncontrollable emotion: "Daughter, my daughter! You, you’re finally back!"

Crying, Zhao Lina threw herself into Old Zhao’s arms, greedily enjoying the warmth of her father’s chest.

At this moment, she could finally let go of all her strength and freely let her tears flow.

"I’m sorry, daughter, for all the hardships you endured during this period."

"No, Dad, I’m fine."

"Over there, did the students in ’Japan’ bully you?"

"No, they didn’t."

"Look at how thin you’ve become, you must not have been eating well."

"I’m alright, Dad, I’m really fine. But you," raising her face, Zhao Lina reached up and brushed the white hair at Old Zhao’s temples, saying somewhat heartbrokenly, "your hair has turned white. It’s my fault for not listening to you and running around, otherwise, it wouldn’t have been like this..."

"Silly child, it’s all in the past, don’t bring it up anymore."

The father and daughter stood there in the center, hugging and talking, the warm scene moved the onlookers, the survivors.

For those who survived the disaster, everyone had experienced scenes of sorrow and separation, so now, seeing someone in the team reunite with family, they shared the joy and blessings.

They were also happy for rescuing Old Zhao’s daughter successfully today.

Watching Old Zhao embrace his daughter, tears of emotion wet Wei Yang’s cheeks, as the scene reminded her of her own father.

If he were still alive, she might also have a chance to enjoy such care.

But now...

"What’s wrong, crying like this?" A man’s gentle voice sounded by her ear. Wei Yang looked up and a familiar face came into view.

Right! I still have him! I’m not alone! Wei Yang smiled and shook her head, quickly wiping away her tears, and replied playfully: "I, I’m fine. It’s just... that scene was a bit moving."

Perhaps feeling the warm gazes around, Old Zhao finally came back to reality from the myriad emotions of family reunion: "Ah, look at me, how can I be like this, everyone worked hard today, you must be hungry, come on, let’s go inside, the food is ready."

"Hahaha! Old Zhao, we’ve been waiting for that sentence!" Wen Quanxin jumped up, tears still at the corners of his eyes.

Old Lin shook his head, patting the other’s shoulder, joking with a hint of teasing: "You, all you think about is food all day long."

"No way! Even if I could eat so much, I wouldn’t beat A Cheng. He’s the real foodie."

Hahaha!

Amid laughter, everyone washed up briefly and gathered at the village chief’s house.

In the yard, three large tables were set up.

There’s no way around it; the team had grown too large to squeeze around one table like in the past for "work."

Plus, with such a happy occasion today, Old Zhao didn’t want to go with the banquet style either.

So, he simply placed three tables in the yard, given how spacious it was.

Crispy duck, white-cut chicken, spicy beef stir-fry, vinegar-fried sardines, seaweed and ham soup...

Leaning on canned and vacuum-packed food, Old Zhao prepared a dozen or so dishes. This was perhaps the most sumptuous meal in the history of the survivor’s dining table.

Everyone couldn’t help but feel their stomachs growl, and Old Lin praised directly: "Wei Yang, thank you for using our storeroom’s ingredients to make such a feast, it’s not easy!"

"She’s such a good girl, some people better hurry, or else I’ll make my move."

"Come on, Xiao Wen, with that foul mouth of yours, who would fancy you? Stop flattering yourself."

"Hey, Wu Chao, how could you say that? I’m Wen Quanxin, handsome and talented, a legendary figure in the school back in the day. I..."

Listening to Wu Chao and Wen Quanxin bantering, Wei Yang blushed and hurriedly cut in to stop their "nonsense": "Old Lin, you misunderstood, I’m not capable of making such a lavish feast, it was Uncle Zhao who personally cooked it."

Upon hearing this, Old Lin immediately understood the implication, chuckled awkwardly, looking at Old Zhao then at Lina: "Ah, so it was Old Zhao, no wonder. Old Zhao, since you made these dishes, the task of tasting and commenting is up to Nana, haha! Nana, hurry and taste your father’s cooking, see if it’s better or worse than at home. If better, tell him to keep it up, if worse... well, then severely criticize it."

"Old Lin, that’s not right, they just reunited, don’t undermine Old Zhao, don’t ruin their father-daughter relationship." After completing the task successfully, Xu Renjie’s mood was bright and he rarely made jokes.

Everyone also laughed heartily at Old Xu’s remark "criticize."

After everyone quieted down, Old Zhao raised his glass, stood up, and said loudly: "I know everyone is tired and hungry. But before we start, please allow me to say a few words. Firstly, I want to thank everyone here, and the Sharp Blade Company brothers on duty for everything they’ve done for me and my daughter. Without you, my daughter might still be suffering at school, so this first toast is for all of you."

"And me! Dad, give me some!" Zhao Lina stood up expectantly, pouring a bit of Wuliangye from Old Zhao’s glass and echoed: "Thank you, everyone."

"Hey, Old Zhao, we’re all family, no need to be formal. Come on, let’s all drink together!" Led by Old Lin, everyone tilted their heads back and finished their drinks.

"Secondly, I want to especially thank Demmi and Derek, I just heard from Nana during the past half-year time that you two took great care of her. Without your protection, she might have already..."

"Oh, Old Zhao, why talk about such sad things during this happy occasion. Come on, drink, drink, it’s all in the drinks. Demmi, Derek, have a drink with Old Zhao."

Derek, understanding the situation, quickly stood up with Demmi: "Uncle Zhao, what are you saying, truly it should be us thanking you. Frankly, if it weren’t for your people’s rescue, Demmi and I really would have been..."

"Hey, everyone, can we stop saying thank you this, thank you that? You keep this up, and the food on the table will start crying!" Wen Quanxin feigned distress, rubbing his belly, signaling Old Zhao to quickly skip the sentimental parts and get the dinner party started. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)