CH 65
After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property
âYou, you what did you just â¦â¦ call me?â
Song Yunran poked his head out of his down jacket, and his trembling voice carried two parts surprise, three parts joy, and five parts â¦â¦ chills beyond control.
Not knowing when, a little snow was falling from the sky again.
The snowflakes fell like rain, and he was topped with a head full of black hair that seemed to be sprinkled with white sugar, and the tip of his nose was frozen red, and his eyelashes were wet and even more curly. He looked pitiful and cute.
Qin Ke brushed off the snowflakes on his head: âCall you dad.â
Song Yunran: â!!!â
In an instant, it was as if he heard a joyful and exciting symphony resounding through the sky over the village of Hualing, and every part of the sound was a celebratory piece. Even the snowflakes danced in the sky, all forming a huge word âDadâ in front of his eyes.
Unfortunately, before he could finish being happy, Qin Ke grabbed his wrist and said in a tone that could not be refuted, âCome back into the room with me.â
Song Yunran thought it was right, he had to be a good responsible father, he couldnât let Qin Ke lose his father at a young age.
So he wagged his non-existent tail, and happily followed his son into the room.
The warmth instantly rushed into his body.
Just now when outside it did not seem bad, but suddenly returning to the warm spring-like interior, Song Yunran fiercely shivered.
He shivered and hugged his down jacket, his teeth couldnât stop clenching, his almond eyes were opened wider than copper bells, and he looked at Qin Ke, but he couldnât say a word for half a day.
Qin Ke frowned, and took the down jacket from his arms. He poured him a cup of hot water, and found a towel to wipe his hair.
The local printed enamel cup is slightly hot.
Song Yunran lowered his head, and after a long day, his fingers gradually felt the temperature from the wall of the cup, and at the same time, his heart arose with great joy, and he could not help but to smile out loud.
ââ¦â¦â
Qin Ke did not know what to say, in this atmosphere, saying anything is like spoiling the joy of the Xiao Songâs long-cherished achievement. He could only silently continue to help the person dry his hair.
Besides, he really needs a little time to organize his thoughts.
He had never really understood before why Song Yunran was always obsessed with such strange desires.
It wasnât until Song Yunran spilled the beans just now that he finally understood how complex the reasons behind the seemingly absurd wish were.
The protagonist.
Qin Ke silently recited this familiar word, and his eyes were tinted with a layer of obscure and difficult to understand hue.
He has played the lead role many times, but he did not expect that his seemingly ordinary life would have already separated him from the others, a clear-cut division.
Song Yunranâs accusation against him is not entirely valid.
Qin Ke knew in his heart that the road he had taken before, how much he had paid for each step.
However, when Song Yunranâs eyes were red and he complained loudly, he couldnât feel the slightest inclination to defend himself, and even wanted to apologize for the grievances Song Yunran had suffered.
âItâs still better to say sorry.â
Qin Ke spoke in a low voice, âIâm sorry, I didnât think I had caused you so much harm in the past.â
Song Yunran gathered up a smile and said in a twisted way, â You have a conscience.â
Qin Ke tossed the towel aside, âAlthough it seems strange for me to say this, but I have never treated you as a tool person, to me, you are very importantâ¦â¦â
âDad?â Song Yunran picked up.
ââ¦â¦â
Song Yunran caught a glimpse of the helplessness in Qin Keâs eyes, and the smile that raised at the edge of his mouth curved even wider.
Of course he knew the answer wasnât this, but being able to take advantage of the former Qin Ke undoubtedly gave the new father double the pleasure.
âDonât be angry, dad is joking with you.â
Song Yunran put the enamel cup for warming his hands back on the table, âfrom now on we are a family, you can tell me anything you encounter, I am not the kind of person who does not keep his promises, since you called me dad today, then I will always be your dad.â
Qin Ke did not say anything, but slowly raised his eyelids and cast his gaze to the snow outside.
The puppy that Xiao Song had drawn earlier had not yet been covered with new snow, and if he came close to the door, he could see the puppyâs drooping ears and big, resigned eyes.
Song Yunran couldnât help but feel a moment of weakness.
He squatted in the snow when he scribbled at random and did not think much about it. The puppy was created entirely by instinct, and now when he thought about it, it looked as if he had used the painting to express his feelings and deliberately acted pitifully to win Qin Keâs sympathy.
âYou, you donât want to back out, right?â He had a sense of crisis, âThe words spoken can not be withdrawn.â
Qin Ke retracted his eyes and smiled, âOkay, no retraction.â
He looked at the other partyâs eyes, for some reason, and his tone was somewhat meaningful, âInstead, Xiao Song, just donât regret it in the future.â
â???â
Song Yunran was stunned, and then he realized.
This is just a childish kid trying to provoke his father, this little trick, can not scare him at all.
âThen itâs a deal, whoever regrets in the future will be the one to learn how to bark.â He returned with confidence.
Half an hour after the father-son relationship was established, someone finally came to remind them to continue the recording.
The remaining two teams completed the challenge almost simultaneously, and finally Shao Qianâs group, with a slight advantage, chose to go to room number two, which was in decent condition.
Fortunately, considering the harsh climate, the program team did not dare to joke about the safety of the guests, and arranged for the last place in a room with narrow area, but also complete living facilities.
Once again, the six guests were invited to participate in a local wood carving class.
Before leaving for the wood carving workshop, Song Yunran was called over by the director.
âMr. Song, thereâs something weâve wanted to talk about for a long time.â
The writer-directorâs sincere smile was mixed with a hint of helplessness, âYou should not just turn off the microphone in the future, it affects our shooting material.â
The writer-directorâs heart is full of regret at the mention of this matter.
The house where the guests live also has automatic camera shooting. The purpose is to allow the audience to see how the guests will get along in a non-mission situation.
The result is that Song Yunran is well, as soon as he entered the room today, he shut down the microphone.
Qin Ke, who used to be quite cooperative with the crew, also inexplicably turned off his sound.
The result was that they could only guess from the footage they had taken that the two seemed to have had a fight and made up, but they couldnât guess what they had talked about.
What a great piece of material, the director thought heartily.
Song Yunran suddenly ran out of the living room, Qin Ke sat quietly for a moment and then picked him back up with a down jacket, and there was the most exciting warm scene of helping to wipe his hair, but all because of the lack of sound, it became a discarded and tasteless chicken rib material.
Song Yunran scratched his head: âWe are discussing business secrets today.â
ââ¦â¦is it.â The editorial director was doubtful, âThen you asked Shao Qian several times to turn off the mic, is it also in the discussion of business secrets?â
Song Yunran: ââ¦â¦ Well, thatâs correct.â
He smiled shyly, âSorry, sister, next time it wonât be.â
The editorial director looked at his harmless smiling face and was finally defeated by the attitude that he had learned from his mistakes and nodded to tell him to go back to shooting.
A group of people walked into the wood carving workshop.
Birch trees are abundant in Hualing Village, and the local wood carving is also made of hard-wearing birch wood as raw material.
The owner gave each person a block of cut, palm-sized wood and said, âUse a piece of paper to draw the pattern you want to carve and paste it onto the block, and then I will instruct you how to use the carving machine to complete the rest of the process.â
Song Yunran has always loved handicraft lessons since he was a child. After getting a pen and paper, he thought about it and found that such a small piece of wood could not be carved into a luxurious pattern, so after a little thought he decided to carve out a Monica that grew up with him.
Monicaâs look has been engraved in his heart for a long time.
Song Yunran did not need to take the phone to look through the photos, it only took a few minutes to draw a naive Samoyed on the paper.
Dai Yao, who was sitting across the table, took a look at it: âIs this the dog you have, whatâs its name?â
âMonica,â Song Yunran brought the piece of paper up to the camera, âItâs cute, right?â
The cameraman nodded his head cooperatively.
Song Yunran was overjoyed and suspected that today was his destined lucky day.
Not only did he encounter the two sessions he was best at, but he also finally heard Qin Ke call out dad.
He used glue to stick the paper piece onto the wooden block and pressed it a few times, and was just about to go to the teacher to borrow the carving machine when he swept his eyesight and saw that Qin Ke had also finished the drawing step.
âWhat a coincidence, you drew a dog just like Mr. Song.â
Dai Yao is probably the kind of distracted school slag in the class when she was a child, she hasnât finished drawing herself, and is busy looking around at her classmatesâ homework.
Song Yunran was puzzled.
Qin Ke didnât even have a dog, why do you want to draw a dog. It canât be that they both collided with the inspiration, and today they are going to compete in the name of monica on the spot.
He turned his head over and looked at the small drawing with pencil, his fist stiffened.
Qin Ke had reproduced the aggrieved dog he had drawn in the snow!
âI suspect youâre hinting at something.â
Song Yunran protested, âThis one wonât do, you redraw one all by yourself.â
The one who said it had no ulterior motive, but the one who heard it had an ulterior motive.
Shao Qian next to them, stretched his neck: âAh? Itâs just a dog, what is the implication?â
Song Yunran: ââ¦â¦ I canât explain it to you.â
He didnât want to have the national audience see the doodle he drew in a trance, and turned his head to threaten Qin Ke, âDid you hear that, hurry up and change it.â
However, Qin Ke only asked him calmly, âWhy not?â
â?â
Of course, because this dog looks more and more like your father, it even has the same dimple on the right side of its face as your father.
Although the fact that the dog having a dimple sounded silly enough, what was even more silly was that it was difficult for Song Yunran to say this reason publicly.
Because once said, it is very much like calling himself a dog.
Song Yunran took a deep breath, pulled Qin Ke to the corner, and subconsciously wanted to close the mic private chat.
As a result, before his finger touched the switch, a sharp gaze was cast from the staff team.
ââ¦â¦â
Song Yunran silently withdrew his hand, put on the cold face of the boss, attempting to pressure with his eyes.
Qin Ke met his gaze with a stoic tone, âIâm not good at drawing.â
âSo â¦â¦?â
âSo I can only learn your style of drawing.â
Qin Keâs dense long eyelashes slowly drooped, as if he was hiding his inner inferiority, âOr is it that even this wonât do?â
Song Yunranâs heart trembled.
He saw it, he really saw it, after Qin Ke finished that sentence, his lips moved silently twice.
Yes, he would never mistake that mouth shape.
It was the word âdadâ.
Song Yunranâs will instantly collapsed.
No father could resist such a serious request from his child.
So he must have overthought, Qin Ke was not making fun of him by using the dogâ¦â¦oh no, by using the wooden sculpture, but from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to pay tribute to him.
âOh, in that case, then you can carve this.â
Song Yunran used his hand to block the crazy upward corner of the mouth, instructing, âRemember to carve a good look.â
The author has something to say: Why are some people getting teared up!
T/N:
I couldnât resist smiling all the while translating this chapter!!! Xiao Song is too cute and funny.
My first language isnât English, and there may be some grammatical errors. But I try not to deviate from the authorâs narrative. If there are any errors or nonsensical sentences, feel free to comment.