The Strongest Godfather in History

Once inside, the house felt a bit crowded because it could accommodate so many people. However, the contrast between the old and dilapidated exterior and the clean and tidy interior created a striking impression. As soon Xiao He entered, he felt a strong sense of "coming home," a feeling of comfort and warmth that instantly put him at ease.

It must be said that this small house has a very warm and welcoming atmosphere. Inside, there are photos of Xie Haining's family, not only in frames but also on the walls, recording every little detail of their family life.

"We should record every little detail of our lives from now on," Ye Wanqing whispered to Xiao He. "I really love the feeling in their family; it's so warm and welcoming."

"Yes," Xiao He nodded in agreement, "Although it is a bit crowded."

"Come, come, come and see our Xiaoya." Xie Haining came out of the room carrying a little girl.

The little girl looked to be only three or four years old. She had a cute pigtail, but she didn't look chubby. She probably inherited it from her mother, so she looked quite slender. She was dressed in pink and tender clothes, and looked like a doll. She was especially cute.

"Her name is Xie Xinya," Xie Haining said with a smile, handing her to Xiao He. "Want to hug her?"

"I don't know." Xiao He seemed a little hesitant: In fact, he wasn't very good at dealing with children, especially those bratty kids who liked to yell and scream. Just looking at them made him want to slap them a couple of times.

So at this moment he was about to back down, but Ye Wanqing came to his rescue.

"Let me hold her! She's so cute!" Ye Wanqing said happily, taking Xie Xinya from Xie Haining's arms. "How old is she this year? Her eyes are so big, she's so adorable."

"Two and a half years old, she'll be three in two months, her birthday is February 12th," Xie Haining said with a smile, then smiled at Xie Xinya in Ye Wanqing's arms, "Xiaoya, this is the uncle who saved Daddy's life, right? He cured Daddy's illness."

Xie Xinya turned to Xiao He, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

"Hello." Xiao He waved to her, and Xie Xinya opened her arms to him, as if she wanted him to hug her.

"Why don't you hold her? She's very well-behaved," Ye Wanqing said with a smile, handing Xie Xinya to Xiao He. Xie Haining chimed in, "Yes, this child really likes you. She's usually quite shy."

"Well, alright," Xiao He stammered, but still took the child.

"So light!" Xiao He frowned, thinking to himself. It felt almost as heavy as holding Tuantuan. A milky scent wafted from Xie Xinya. The little girl stared straight at him with pure eyes, making Xiao He feel a little embarrassed.

"Hello?" Xiao He greeted her with a smile, but Xie Xinya suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you for curing Dad," Xie Xinya said in a soft, sweet voice. Xiao He almost burst into tears: everything he had done was meaningful! Choosing this path was truly the right decision!

"You're welcome, I like your dad very much too," Xiao He said with a smile, patting her little head.

"This child is so sensible," Xia Yu couldn't help but exclaim. Cui Man smiled and explained, "She understands everything. Although she doesn't know what illness her father has, she knows that he is in a lot of pain, and now he's not in pain anymore."

As she spoke, Cui Man stepped forward, took Xie Xinya's small hand, and smiled, "Daddy won't feel pain anymore, okay?"

"Mmm!" Xie Xinya smiled, then reached out to Cui Man and said in a childish voice, "Auntie Man, give me a hug."

"Oh, come here, let Aunt Man hug you." Cui Man smiled and took her in.

Xiao He stepped aside and whispered to Ye Wanqing, "Xiaoqing, we must have a daughter in the future, she's so cute."

"These things are beyond our control," Ye Wanqing said, punching him lightly. "I'm not going to have your child!"

Then Tong Xiaojie came out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Old Xie, call everyone over, we'll be eating soon."

"Okay. Remember, Wanqing can't handle spicy food very well, so don't go for anything too heavy," Xie Haining reminded her.

"Okay, don't worry, I have some non-spicy dishes among my specialties." Tong Xiaojie nodded, then smiled at everyone, "You guys watch TV, have some snacks, and dinner will be ready in about ten minutes."

Looking at Tong Xiaojie, Xiao He suddenly felt a sense of admiration: such a petite woman, yet she shouldered such a family burden—truly remarkable. Before, when Xie Haining was sick, she had to take care of the family, work two jobs to earn money, and encourage Xie Haining to keep living. Where did she get her strength from?

After about ten minutes, the food was served one after another. Looking at the dishes on the table, Ye Wanqing fell silent.

Xiao He guessed that Tong Xiaojie was probably from a coastal city, and that her specialty was "Typhoon Shelter" cuisine. This style of cuisine is famous for its strong garlic and spiciness, while Ye Wanqing basically couldn't handle chili peppers.

However, not all of these ten or so dishes are spicy; only four are Typhoon Shelter style dishes: stir-fried beef and potato slices, garlic prawns, salt and pepper chicken drumsticks, and Typhoon Shelter eggplant fritters.

The other dishes were some ordinary home-style dishes: roast goose, stir-fried bok choy, chestnut and lotus root soup, salt-baked chicken, and stuffed tofu—a colorful array that looked delicious. It seems Xie Haining's claim that his wife is a great cook is no exaggeration.

"These are just some simple home-style dishes, please enjoy! Don't be shy," Tong Xiaojie said with a smile.

"It's really good," Xiao He, taking a bite of the stir-fried beef and potatoes. Although it was stir-fried, the beef wasn't dry at all; it was tender and chewy inside. The potatoes tasted a bit like potato chips, but the best part was its rich garlic flavor, which was very enticing. It wasn't actually very spicy, but the flavor was quite strong, making it perfect for eating with rice.

"It's not very spicy, but the garlic flavor is very strong," Ye Wanqing said with interest. "I'll ask about the recipe later."

At this moment, Tong Xiaojie raised her glass to Xiao He, and said with a smile, "Little Xiao, thank you. Words cannot express my gratitude. From now on, our home is your home. Whenever you need our help, we will do our best to help you."

"It's what I should do." Xiao He blushed and raised his glass to clink with the other person's. Cui Man laughed beside her, "Now that Old Xie has recovered, his physical abilities are almost at level 1. Combined with his Superpower, he'll be formidable."

"Indeed," Xia Yu said with a wry smile, "I couldn't even beat Brother Ning when he wasn't fully recovered."

Xiao He was also a little uneasy. To be honest, if he relied solely on the Trigger without changing Xie Haining's name, he wasn't even sure if he could be Xie Haining's match. Having someone like that as a teammate was truly reliable.

"Alright, alright, enough nagging, let's eat! Everyone's starving," Xie Haining urged.

To be honest, Xiao He felt a little awkward eating at someone else's house. He didn't dare to wolf down his food like he would at home, worried that others would think it was too impolite. So he just ate in a very ordinary way.

However, the food was indeed very much to his liking. At home, he rarely ate spicy food, and these Typhoon Shelter dishes were mildly spicy but not too spicy, which was just right to satisfy his craving. Although Ye Wanqing couldn't handle spicy food very well, she could eat a little bit of this mild spice, and with other dishes as well, there was no need to worry about her not having enough to eat.

"Your sister-in-law's cooking is indeed very good," Xiao He said with a smile.

"I'm glad you like it. How about you come over for dinner every week from now on?" Tong Xiaojie said with a smile, feeding Xie Xinya a bite of food.

Xie Haining held her hand and smiled, "You eat first, I'll feed her. Don't overwork yourself. I used to be weak, but now I'm stronger than most people, so let me do these things. It's time to give yourself a good rest."

Tong Xiaojie looked at him and smiled gently, "I'm full of energy. Now that you're better, it's time to really push yourselves. We need to strive to live better and happier lives than before, and the whole family should be joyful."

"Oh, how wonderful!" Cui Man said with a smile, leaning closer. "We're family, does that include us?"

"Of course," Xie Haining said with a smile. "I'm the eldest brother, Chief Cui, you're the eldest sister. The younger brothers and sisters are up to us to protect. We absolutely can't let anything go wrong."

"Don't worry," Cui Man said confidently with a smile, "I definitely won't make a mistake again."

Xiao He simply kept his head down and ate, watching everyone chat, but he felt very happy and content.

Being an only child means that the house is quite quiet during holidays. Although there are other relatives, we don't see them on every holiday, so it's just the three of us.

When Xiao He was a child, he would sit at home alone playing video games and imagine what it would be like to have older brothers, older sisters, younger brothers, and younger sisters. Wouldn't the house be more lively if he had them? And now, that's exactly what he imagined.

No, no, hold it in. Xiao He blinked, then lowered his head and ate heartily: This is a happy time, I should laugh.

"Honestly, you're just focused on eating while everyone else is talking," Ye Wanqing scolded him, reaching out to wipe the sauce from the corner of his mouth. "Why don't you chat with everyone, offer a toast or something?"

"It's alright, let him eat," Tong Xiaojie said with a smile. "I'm relieved to see him eating so heartily. Come visit more often, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiao He nodded, and Ye Wanqing took the opportunity to ask, "Sister-in-law, could you teach me how to make Typhoon Shelter cuisine next time?"

"Sure? Want to make it for your boyfriend?" Tong Xiaojie teased.

"No, I didn't learn it specifically for him. I just thought I could cook for my parents in the future," Ye Wanqing muttered shyly. Tong Xiaojie laughed, "Oh dear, just as rumored, you're easily embarrassed."

"Xia Yu, you should eat too." Xie Haining noticed Xia Yu standing there a little timidly, so she put a few pieces of meat on her plate. "It's okay, eat whatever you want. Just make yourself at home. Let me know if you need anything else."

"Mmm," Xia Yu nodded with a smile, but she still mostly ate only the food in front of her.

"This girl is really introverted," Xiao He thought to himself. "I'll have to take better care of her in the future."

Just then, Xiao He suddenly felt someone tug at him. He turned his head and saw Xie Xinya holding his arm, looking at him with a smile.

"This child really likes you," Tong Xiaojie said with a smile. "She's usually quite shy around strangers; she gets scared and cries when they get close."

"How about," Xie Haining said, turning to Xiao He with a smile, "That you become her godfather from now on?"

"Is this appropriate?" Xiao He asked hesitantly. He was only twenty-one years old, and he'd suddenly become a godfather; he wasn't mentally prepared for this.

"You're doing this so you can become Little Xiao and Wanqing's godfather after their child is born, right?" Tong Xiaojie said irritably from the side, then explained, "Old Xie has always wanted another son, but taking care of a child is just too much trouble; one is already a struggle. So that's why he came up with this crooked idea."

"What does it matter? We're all family." Xie Haining showed no shame even after being exposed.

"Isn't that great?" Cui Man said with a smile, "From now on, Xiaoya will have the strongest godfather in history, and no one will dare to bully her."

At this moment, Ye Wanqing whispered a protest from the side, "I... I didn't say I wanted to have his child."

But her voice was quickly drowned out by the laughter of the crowd.

After the meal, Ye Wanqing and Xia Yu helped Tong Xiaojie clean up the mess, Xiao He happily sat in the living room with Cui Man and Xie Haining watching TV.

"Sister Man, aren't you going to wash the dishes? All the women are going, huh?" Xiao He asked, glancing sideways at Cui Man.

"Oh dear, don't worry about these details," Cui Man waved her hand and laughed.

"Chief Cui isn't the type to do housework at home, is he?" Xie Haining said, bringing over the sliced fruit.

"I can cook rice in a rice cooker!" Cui Man said irritably. Xiao He looked completely bewildered. "You mean you can't do anything else?"

"How mean you are, child! I'll just find a husband who can do housework!" Cui Man suddenly became angry and embarrassed, locking Xiao He's neck. "You can't cook either, can you?"

"But I have chores to do," Xiao He said with difficulty.

After a satisfying meal and cleaning up the mess, everyone tacitly left early.

After all, Xie Haining had just recovered from a serious illness, and his family would definitely want to have a proper private celebration.

It's polite to give them some time to themselves at this point.

Then Cui Man drove them home, and then drove home with Xia Yu.

After getting out of the car, Xiao He put his arm around Ye Wanqing's shoulder and kissed her on the head. "Let's go, let's go home."

"Hey, Old Xiao, let's take a picture together, a real one?" Ye Wanqing said coquettishly, leaning on his shoulder. "I want to replace the one at home."

"No problem." Xiao He readily agreed, "We want to make our home as warm and welcoming as that home."

"Mmm," Ye Wanqing replied with a smile.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, in a country, a meet-and-greet event for superheroes is being held.

Because each superhero has a different level of popularity, some are neglected.

For example, a superhero like Morph Hero's Superpower is to change his appearance, but his physical constitution is only barely at level 1, so he's more suited for intelligence gathering than fighting. While he's not entirely useless, it's no wonder he's not very popular.

Therefore, Morph Hero's side seemed rather deserted compared to the other superheroes.

"Tsk, a bunch of brainless idiots. Kids these days are so shallow," Morph Hero thought to himself, unconvinced. "My kind of smart Superpower is much cooler, okay? All you do is idolize those useless guys. Do you think their Superpower are amazing? They just look impressive, but they're actually trash."

"Um, Mr. Morph Hero?" a voice called out. Morph Hero turned around and saw a young man with short blond hair, who looked to be in his early twenties. He smiled warmly, his eyes gleaming with longing. "I'm a fan of yours. May I shake your hand?"

"Oh? Finally, someone who knows their stuff!" Morph Hero felt a surge of excitement, then cleared his throat, struck a pose, and smiled, "Of course! I'm really good to my fans!" With that, Morph Hero leaned closer, lowered his voice, and chuckled, "If you want to brag to your friends, I can even transform into other celebrities to take photos with you!"

"Oh? Anyone is fine?" the young man asked curiously with a smile. The Morph Hero chuckled awkwardly, "Not just anyone. Male celebrities are preferred. So, which celebrity would you like to take a photo with?"

"Then let's go with Leo," the young man said with a smile. "I've always liked him."

"No problem!" Morph Hero laughed, then raised his hand and wiped his face. His face flickered and then transformed into Leo's face. But despite the change in Leo face, his physique remained the same thin and frail appearance.

This sight caused the young man to lower his eyelids, seemingly somewhat disappointed: so his body shape wouldn't change, only his face.

However, the young man was still very polite. He stepped forward to take a photo with Morph Hero, then extended his hand and said with a smile, "Thanks. Although others say your ability is trash, I think any ability that can be put to use is a good ability."

"Well said! You have a bright future ahead of you, young man." Morph Hero transformed back into his original form and shook hands with him. Only then did Morph Hero notice a blue snake tattoo on the back of the young man's right hand.

"Thank you." The young man grinned, then turned and left without another word.

"Um, I still have some autographed photos and some merchandise here, you—" Morph Hero turned around, and when he looked back, he found that the young man had disappeared from the scene, nowhere to be seen. He immediately frowned. "He left way too fast! Damn it, he could have at least bought some merchandise and autographed photos!"

The Morph Hero was a little unwilling. There were very few people on his side, and the young man was wearing a gray hooded jacket, so he should have been easy to spot at a glance. However, he couldn't find the figure in the sparse crowd.

"Sigh, looks like we won't be able to sell a single one today," the Morph Hero sighed in disappointment.