After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

"Your dad is right."

Li Xiaoling felt sorry for her daughter and stopped crying. She showed her domineering attitude of protecting her cubs on the football field: "Mom is not afraid of anything. No matter who dares to hurt my Yanyan, I will risk my life to bite off a piece of his flesh."

"Dad, Mom, thank you."

Song Lingyan's eyes were blurred with tears, and she hugged her mother tightly with gratitude, expressing her true feelings: "Thank you for loving me so much. A daughter with parents is a treasure."

"If your parents don't love you, who will you love?"

At this moment, Li Xiaoling's heart and eyes were filled with her daughter, and she seemed to have forgotten that she also had a son: "You are the treasure of my mother's heart, and no one can compare to you."

"Brother, did you hear that?"

Song Lingyan didn't want her parents to worry, so she winked playfully and deliberately tried to show off: "I am the treasure of my parents' hearts, and no one can compare with me."

"You."

Song Lingxiao smiled helplessly, tapped her forehead with her hand, and pretended to be angry: "Again, I'm deliberately provoking you, just because my eldest brother has a good temper and doesn't care about you."

"If you dare to argue with your sister, my mother will beat you."

Li Xiaoling suddenly glared, her domineering attitude revealed, and her mother's majesty was fully displayed.

"Okay, I said the wrong thing."

Song Lingxiao couldn't laugh or cry and begged for mercy decisively.

"Hahaha."

Song Weiguo smiled with relief and felt much better.

The atmosphere in the ward became cheerful and no longer so depressing and heavy with his laughter.

Song Lingyan breathed a sigh of relief, nestled in her mother's arms, and quietly enjoyed the warm moment.

~

When they heard that their beloved disciple was sick and hospitalized, Coach Ge and Coach Liu were so anxious that they rushed to the hospital to visit him early the next morning.

Also coming with them was Shi Lei.

Two days later it was the day for the national team to assemble. He had already packed his luggage and was ready to set off with confidence. Unexpectedly, he heard the news from his coach that Song Lingyan was sick and hospitalized early in the morning.

"Sister Yan, you are my god. Without you, I went to the national team and I have no confidence at all. You must get better quickly."

Entering the ward, the young man made everyone laugh as soon as he opened his mouth.

Song Lingyan also smiled, deliberately lifted her legs out of bed, and walked around the ward a few times to show that she was fine and reassure them.

Coach Ge and Coach Liu made sure that she was fine and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Shi Lei also patted his heart, showing an expression of luck and fear.

After the two coaches left, Wang Huiping, her mother and her son, and Ji Yanze came again, gathering around the patient to inquire about his welfare.

In order to reassure them, Song Lingyan repeated her old tricks. She got off the bed and walked around the ward several times.

"what did the doctor say?"

Wang Huiping was still worried, with worry written all over her face: "Yanyan never had a heart attack when she was a child, why did she suddenly faint from pain?"

"I had a full body checkup yesterday."

Song Lingxiao answered on behalf of her sister: "All physical indicators are fine."

"It's okay, why do you feel sore and dizzy?"

Wang Huiping was not comforted, but became even more worried.

"Mom, the doctor said everything is fine, so don't worry."

Song Lingyan couldn't tell her the truth, so she could only persuade her gently.

How could Wang Huiping feel at ease? She wanted to ask again, but was stopped by her son.

Song Lingrui was a brat, so he realized that his sister was hiding something, so he deliberately imitated a wolf's cry and howled as hard as he could.

"Oh, this kid, what are you yelling for?"

Wang Huiping's harsh wolf howl startled her, but when he interrupted her, she completely forgot what she wanted to say.

"Mom, don't you have an early shift today and have to sell pancakes and fruits?"

Song Lingrui was amused and deliberately chased people away: "The time is almost up, if you don't hurry up, you will delay the business of the restaurant and bar, and it's time for Manager Tang to nag again."

"Oh, it's already 10 o'clock, it's time to go."

After being reminded by her son, Wang Huiping picked up her phone and looked at it, then subconsciously stood up from her chair.

The business of the restaurant and bar is good and she makes a lot of money. She is also very motivated to work. She really treats the restaurant and bar as her own business.

"I'm fine. You all can go back." Song Lingyan was considerate and said, "Yanze, you should go back too. You are the boss, and you must be in charge of the restaurant and bar."

"Okay, I'll come see you tomorrow."

At this moment, Ji Yanze didn't know that something had happened to Xu Shaoxiong. Seeing that she was fine, he felt relieved and agreed with a smile.

Song Lingyan watched them leave, the smile on her face disappeared, and she rubbed her brows tiredly.

"Yanyan."

Song Lingxiao felt sorry for her sister. She pressed her shoulders with both hands and forced her to lie down: "You didn't sleep well last night. Close your eyes and sleep for a while."

"Ah."

Song Lingyan had something on her mind and stayed up all night. Her physical exhaustion had reached the critical point.

She did not refuse her elder brother's kindness, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Seeing that her sister was asleep, Song Lingxiao carefully tucked in the quilt and turned down the air conditioner. Then she walked into the family lounge next door, turned on her computer, and dealt with work matters.

~

Music restaurant and bar, back door.

"What? Brother Xiong is dead?!"

When Huang Mao heard the news of Xu Shaoxiong's death, he jumped up from the beach in shock.

"As soon as Brother Xiong dies, someone will come to grab the territory."

Hongmao gritted his teeth with hatred on the phone: "Xiao Liu, where are you? Come back as soon as possible. The bar street is our territory. Even if we risk our lives, we can't let others take it away."

"Do not."

Huang Mao's eyes turned red instantly, he couldn't believe it: "I don't believe it, how could Brother Xiong die?"

"Is now the time to cry?"

Hongmao angrily said, "The bar street is the territory that Brother Xiong led us to conquer. We must not let others take it away."

"Wait."

Huang Mao was stimulated by Red Mao, wiped his tears, and said emotionally: "I'll go back right away."

"Xiao Liu, where are you going?"

Lin Xiaoxiao pushed open the glass door and ran out, grabbing his arm.

"Brother Xiong is dead."

Huang Mao was filled with grief and anger: "I want to avenge him!"

Lin Xiaoxiao was so anxious that she wanted to cry: "Do you know who the enemy is?"

"The brothers at the bar must know."

Huang Mao shook her hand away hard and ran away without looking back.

"Xiao Liu, come back, don't go..."

Lin Xiaoxiao chased him for a few steps but failed to catch up. She watched him run away, feeling flustered and unable to help but shed tears.

"Xiaoxiao, who did Xiao Liu just say died?"

Ji Yanze happened to be back from the hospital at this moment. Hearing Huang Mao's words, his heart trembled with shock.

"Brother Xiong."

Lin Xiaoxiao squatted down, covering her face and crying in pain.

"Xu Shaoxiong? Is it really him?"

Ji Yanze didn't know why, but he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Yesterday afternoon, a person who claimed to be his father's best friend made a phone call to him.

It is said that he will fulfill his father's instructions before his death, so that his son can realize his wish and be with the one he loves.

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, he thought it was a lunatic, so he didn't take it seriously and hung up the phone.

Now that I think about it, that person probably wasn't talking nonsense.

Rather, he was really following his father's last words.

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