Chapter 146 My Father

While hospitalized, the ward was as lively as a market, with people coming to check on her every few days. When she was discharged, Jin He didn't invite anyone, saying that she was too busy with too many people, and she didn't even invite Jin Miao.

Upon hearing this, An Yi stood tall and straight like a warrior as he put on Jin He's shoes. Jin He found his posture amusing and couldn't help but pat his head as he lowered it.

What are you so smug about?

"What do you know?" An Yi desperately suppressed the smirk on his face. "Why didn't you let anyone else accompany you home from the hospital? Why did you only ask me to come?"

So that's why.

Jin He found him kind of cute, so she went along with him and said, "Isn't that because you're my boyfriend? I don't want to see them, I only want to see you~"

"Hey……"

What should I do if I'm starting to look more and more like a dog?

Jin He hadn't left the hospital in a long time. Today, he kept looking out the window in the car out of curiosity. An Yi saw that his heart had already flown away, so he asked the driver to stop the car at the entrance of the community and helped Jin He slowly walk inside.

The weather had warmed up, and people no longer needed to wear heavy cotton-padded clothes, but An Yi was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he still put a thin down jacket on him. At that time, the sun was warm, and it was a beautiful scene of spring returning to the earth. Jin He stopped by the flower bed.

"What's wrong?" An Yi asked.

"They've sprouted." Jin He squatted by the flower bed, reached out and touched the tender green sprouts, looked up, her eyebrows slightly curved like a new moon, revealing a set of clean and neat teeth, and smiled brightly: "Look, as soon as the weather warms up, they all start to sprout."

An Yi's gaze settled on Jin He's face, and he hummed in agreement: "It's sprouted."

"They were withered and dead when I looked at them before."

“With plenty of sunshine and abundant rainfall, it’s normal for it to recover.” An Yi squatted down to observe the seedling with Jin He, and suddenly asked, “Why are you called Jin He?”

“My dad named us,” Jin He replied. “My dad grew up in the countryside, and he knows that rice seedlings are most precious during spring plowing, so he named my sister and me this.”

"Yeah……"

"Yes." Jin He seemed to remember something and smiled, "Let me take you to see my father."

Suddenly having to meet his parents caught An Yi off guard, so he hastily bought a bouquet of fresh daisies near the cemetery. Jin He hadn't allowed him to buy fruit, saying that it shouldn't be taken back after being offered as sacrifice, and his father hated wasting food. A little something for holidays was enough.

Jin He stopped in front of the small tombstone and called out, "Dad."

An Yi: "Dad."

Jin He glanced at him and found him somewhat amusing. Such a tall man standing there holding a bouquet of flowers, yet he was so awkward, not even able to straighten his back.

"No... Uncle, hello uncle, my name is An Yi, and I'm Jin He's boyfriend." An Yi said shyly, "Ah, I brought you a bouquet of flowers, I hope you like them."

Jin He squatted down and wiped her father's tombstone clean, revealing the bright and cheerful smile on the man's face. He looked like a very handsome and cheerful man, his eyes crinkling as he smiled at the camera. His smiling eyes were exactly like Jin He's.

"Uncle..."

“My dad was the only college student in our village,” Jin He said. “A prestigious university, he was very outstanding.” Jin He squatted on the ground, looking at her father’s long-faded smile, her expression nostalgic. “To be honest, I’ve almost forgotten what my dad looked like… He left us too early, more than twenty years ago.”

"Why?"

“Lung cancer.” Jin He sighed and said, “He was a college student. In those days, college students were very valuable. He could have found a good job in the city and been wealthy for the rest of his life. But he studied so hard that he became stupid. After graduation, he insisted on going back to the village. He said he grew up on the charity of many families, and the villagers supported him to go to college, so he had to come back to repay them. He even chose agriculture as his major. After that, our village had the best harvest every year.”

"Then he got married there and had me. He studied agriculture, and in his eyes, there was nothing better than rice seedlings. He said that rice seedlings were hope, and every little rice seedling would grow up safely under his care."

“He said he didn’t expect me to be very successful, nor did he want me to follow in his footsteps. He hoped I could have my own path in life. He chose to return to the countryside because he was grateful for the kindness of the villagers, but as a father, he hoped I could have a wider world.”

Jin He's tone softened. "Then he died."

“I feel very sorry. I don’t have the same lofty ideals and pursuits as my father. I can only barely take good care of Xiao Miao. I’ve even dragged many people down with me. I also… I haven’t grown into the person he hoped I would be.”

An Yi squatted down, hugged Jin He, and the two of them were nestled in his arms.

"To be honest, An Yi, when I was at my sickest, I even suspected that my dad had come to pick me up."

"Don't talk nonsense," An Yi muttered. "They've already been discharged from the hospital, haven't they?"

"Yes, thank you for taking such good care of me, An Yi."

“We can visit Dad together more often in the future,” An Yi said softly. “We’ve been out long enough today, it’s time to go back and rest.”

"Okay!" Jin He nodded, then smiled and said, "Then we'll go back first, Dad. We'll come to see you another day... Don't be in such a hurry to take me away. I still have two more years to spend with An Yi."

"That's all for now, it's fine, goodbye."

Considering that Jin He had been upset today, An Yi decided to make an exception and let him have a couple of bites of hot pot that evening—tomato broth. Jin He sat at the table with a small bowl containing sesame paste and sesame oil, obediently waiting for An Yi to cook potatoes for him.

"The contract has been signed." Jin He picked up a piece of yam and fed it to An Yi. "I might be doing a live stream or filming a few vlogs to let my fans know I'm safe. Can I film here?"

“You didn’t need to tell me this beforehand…” An Yi chewed on the yam in his mouth, then suddenly frowned. “It’s so bland. Did you only put sesame paste in your dish? Did you not put chili sugar or salt or anything?”

Jin He still felt a little wronged when she thought about it: "Yes."

"Why don't you put it in? We have everything at home. I even asked Aunt Shu to buy some red fermented bean curd and Lao Gan Ma chili sauce."

"I dare not eat it, spicy food will give me a stomachache." Jin He pouted slightly, as if complaining, "Life is so bland every day."

"My life is pretty bland and simple."

Jin He was a young man in his twenties, and he immediately understood what An Yi meant. He looked up and met An Yi's gaze, while An Yi looked at him defiantly.

Jin He touched her nose, feeling guilty as she added a piece of bok choy to his plate: "Let's eat, eat first, eat first..."