The next morning, the sun was shining brightly outside the window. Yirui was still sleeping with his face buried in the pillow. Jingxia pushed him but didn't wake him up. He was still a little sleepy.
So Jingxia got up alone, yawned, and walked to the living room of the manor, wanting to say hello to Milje and the others before going back to sleep.
It was still the same place as last night, with the same five little ones as last night, along with the only adult, Elliot.
The difference was that Elliot was looking at Lan Huaili eating the breakfast on the plate with a kind face, while the other three were huddling together, discussing something.
Elliot heard the noise and looked up to greet Jing Xia.
"Good morning, little Jingxia, would you like something to eat?"
"No, thank you Uncle Elliot."
Jing Xia walked over to Lan Huaili and sat down. Together with him, they looked at the three people whispering to each other on the other side. They asked curiously, "What are they doing?"
Lan Huaili swallowed the sandwich in his mouth and replied: "They are discussing the gift for Herbert's father."
He only found out this morning that the three of them had spent so long at the market yesterday just to help Herbert choose a gift for his father.
As a result, I walked around six times but still couldn't find a suitable one.
"Gift?"
Jing Xia rubbed his chin and muttered, he also bought it for Di Xiu yesterday. He suggested: "Does Herbert's father like to drink tea?"
"dislike"
Herbert was shaking his head, and Elliot beside him also spoke.
Elliot changed the headband of his long golden hair. He still held the cup of black tea in his hand. He blew away the hot steam from the cup gently and continued talking.
"That guy has a rigid personality. He probably just likes to work."
His family had several cooperative projects with the military, and the person who contacted him was Herbert's father.
They have worked together for decades. If not friends, they are at least acquaintances, but he has never seen that guy do anything other than work.
He had never even heard the man mention his family, so when he saw Herbert before, he just felt that his features looked familiar, and later he realized that he was a child of an acquaintance.
So, it was really, really, really difficult for Herbert to choose a gift.
"I see..."
Jingxia also began to help Herbert think of something that could be used as a gift.
August took a piece of paper and wrote something on it. He tapped his cheek with his pen and asked Herbert: "Then think about it, is there anything that is meaningful to your father?"
Herbert was about to shake his head again when he suddenly remembered something. He pursed his lips with a complicated expression and said, "Yes..."
"What?"
Four people leaned over and gathered around, and even Elliot put down his teacup.
Herbert was feeling a little down. He carefully took out a small box from his space button and placed it on the coffee table.
Elliot felt that the box looked familiar: "This is..."
Why does this box look so much like the box used by the military to store medals?
Herbert slowly opened the small box, revealing two things inside that were not merits - two mecha buttons with broken surfaces and blood stains.
Herbert's throat moved up and down, and he tried to make his voice sound less trembling: "This is... the mecha of my two brothers."
Milje's eyes suddenly widened.
Mecha buttons? Herbert's brothers'?
But hasn't Brother Herbert already...
August sighed, adjusted his glasses, and glanced at Herbert, who looked dazed.
This guy is really careless. You know, the mecha buttons of soldiers who died in battle are usually collected by the military and stored in military museums.
No one knew how Herbert had preserved these two coins, and now he took them out to show them to them.
This time, Herbert understood the expressions of his friends around him and quickly said, "This is what my sister gave me before she disappeared..."
At that time, after hurriedly returning to attend the funerals of his two brothers, his sister avoided their father and pulled him into the room. Her expression was firm, but the sadness in her eyes was visible. When she handed him the two mecha buttons, she instructed: If their father is tough and does not allow him to enter the military academy, then give these two to their father; if their father does not impose any restrictions on Herbert, then there is no need to return them to their father.
Otherwise, given their father's temper, he would definitely hand it over directly to the military, and then their brother would really have nothing left.
Later, when he was admitted to the military academy, his father did not say anything, but returned to his study in silence and did not come out until the next morning. Later, when he was about to go to school, he came out and told him to be careful on the road.
Lan Huaili patted Herbert on the back to calm his little friend.
Milje silently squeezed onto the sofa where his father was sitting, and clung to him regardless of Elliot's disgusted look.
"There seem to be two strands of spiritual power left in here?"
Jing Xia frowned as he looked at the two bloodstained mecha buttons that had experienced war.
The mental power inside indicated that Herbert's two brothers might have left some messages in the mecha, waiting for their family to check.
"Really?"
Herbert perked up a bit, then lowered his eyes to look at the two mecha buttons that had accompanied him through those difficult days and nights. "But the mechas inside are all damaged."
"Idiot, I can fix it!"
August slammed the table, frightening Herbert so much that he jumped off the sofa.
"I can provide you with the materials. Just tell me what you need."
Elliot touched his son's furry head which was pressed against his side. He could provide the children with materials for repairing the mecha for free, just as a favor to that guy.
It is also about his sympathy as a father for another father who has already lost three children.
"Thanks……"
Herbert couldn't control his emotions this time, and the eldest boy's eyes suddenly turned red.
Milger stood up and walked over to Herbert, nudging him: "I have another idea."
"What?" Herbert sniffed and looked at the blond head that came over with moist eyes.
Milje put his arm around Herbert's neck and said, "How about you learn how to cook and then make a meal for your father?"
He thought his idea was great and even nodded.
"What?"
Herbert was stunned by Milje's sudden whim, and the expression on his face froze as if he was about to cry.
"Look..."
Milje continued to pull Herbert to talk about his ideas.
Lan Huaili and August carefully checked the extent of the damage to the mecha button.
Elliot shook his head helplessly, his eyes swept over Jingxia, and he paused: "Little Jingxia, where is your cub?"
"Ah? That's right! Mumu is still sleeping up there."
Upon hearing this, Jing Xia suddenly stood up and quickly went upstairs back to his room.
When he came down with the humming little furry ball in his arms, Herbert had already been stuffed into the kitchen by Milje to learn how to cook from Elliot.
Jing Xia: Wait, why don’t you learn from him? He can cook too!
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