Dalin International Airport, terminal.

Yi Weihong took a leave of absence to pick up his son at the airport.

Three years!

The family has been separated for three years, Yi Weihong doesn't want his son to be fake, and Yile's performance in Europe is so good, many reporters have recently approached him and want to interview him about his experience in cultivating Yile.

But Yi Weihong is a physical education teacher, not particularly professional, and can only pour poisonous chicken soup into people from the mentality.

Yile's good performance in Europe even made Yi Weihong famous, and a football school in the south actually offered him an annual salary of 1 million yuan to teach the echelon children's team, but Yi Weihong refused.

On the one hand, the south is too far, and his son is already far away in the UK, and now even he has run to the south, and this family can't get by?

On the other hand, he is a person who seeks stability, and his profession as a teacher is very good, teaching and educating people, although the income is not too high, it is enough for their family to live.

Of course, for the recognition of the football school in the south, Yi Weihong also feels very dignified.

He knew that all this was the influence caused by his son, and at this moment, he finally had the feeling that his son had grown up.

Standing at the pick-up entrance, Yi Weihong looked at it, he deliberately avoided some reporters this time, his son said that he just wanted to go home and stay for a while, and he didn't want to accept any interviews, and Lao Tzu naturally agreed.

Eventually, people began to walk out of the exit one after another.

Yi Weihong padd his heels and kept identifying in the crowd.

Finally, in the crowd, he saw a young man, dressed in black shorts, a white T-shirt, sneakers, sunglasses, and two foreigners beside him.

Although he hadn't seen him for three years, Yi Weihong recognized his son at once, and couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Son!" ——”

Yi Le also followed the prestige, but when he saw Yi Weihong, he shouted in the same surprise: "Dad! ”

The father and son finally converged, Yi Weihong grabbed Yi Le's hands, looked up and down, and said proudly: "Good boy, I heard that you won the championship?" ”

"No, I'm still FMVP in the midfield position!" Yi Le puffed up his chest proudly and said.

"What P?" Yi Weihong was a little confused.

Yi Le smiled: "It's the best player." ”

"Oh oh oh!" Yi Weihong was even more joyful, hammered Yi Le's chest, and said, "Give your father a face!" ”

"Hey, hey."

The two chatted for a while, Yi Weihong turned his head to look at the two foreigners behind Yi Le and asked, "Who are these two?" ”

Yi Le reacted at this time and hurriedly began to introduce.

First, he pointed at Pere and said, "Dad, this is my agent, Perret. Pep Guardiola. ”

After speaking, Yi Le was still mysterious, and said, "He has a younger brother named Pep. Pep Guardiola. ”

Yi Weihong's eyes widened and exclaimed, "Brother of the bald man? I'll just say it looks like it. ”

Perret. Guardio stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands amicably.

Then, Yi Weihong's eyes drifted to Mansha. Clayton, but frowned, pulled Yi Le and whispered: "Son, you have to know, it's okay to play, but we have to find Chinese." ”

Yi Le suddenly cried and laughed, and said, "Dad, what are you talking about, this is my personal trainer." People are international coaching certificates, professionals, and you can't compare with what kind of certificate you have. ”

Yi Weihong was not happy when he arrived, who did he underestimate?

"Some time ago, a football school in the south hired me with an annual salary of 1 million, but I didn't go!"

Yi Le shook his head secretly, if I didn't hit you, people would eat your salary for more than a year a month!

When a group of people walked out of the airport, Yi Weihong invited Pere and Mansha to take his Wuling SUV into the city, and the two also met with each other.

Walking into the city, they first settled Pere and Mansa for a while.

Perret had already booked a hotel in London, a five-star hotel by the sea.

After sending the two back, Yi Le and Yi Weihong drove away.

......

On the way home, Yi Weihong also opened the chatterbox, and kept asking questions while driving.

After a while, 'How are the Messi people?' 'Have you seen Cristiano Ronaldo?' 'What's it like to play in Europe?' 'Are those players all very good at football?' 'It's just an authentic fan.

He has never seen any big stars in his life, he has watched them through games, and he finally seized the opportunity to get to the bottom of the situation.

Yi Le suffered a lot along the way, and it was only after he finally returned to his own community that he finally returned to his own community.

Water Conservancy Bureau Family Building.

The name sounds good and quite stylish, but it is actually one of the few elderly communities in Dalin.

As soon as he saw this familiar old community, some dilapidated old buildings, Yi Le suddenly felt a sense of cordiality.

Yi Le's family is not rich and expensive, his parents are people's teachers, with a salary of 4000-5000 a month, and he bought such a house in Dalin after working hard all his life.

Thinking of this, Yi Le blushed a little, he earned some money in Europe, and he didn't send it home at all, and he was really a son of man in vain.

No. 702, Building 6.

Watching my father take out the key and turn the door lock, the moment he opened the door, the familiar smell of e-liquid came to his face.

And with the sound of the door opening, there was also a scream in the kitchen.

"Yikes!!"

I saw Wang Huimin wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand, standing at the door and looking at the much stronger Yile in a daze, tears couldn't help but fall.

"It's high! Lost weight too! ”

Wang Huimin remembered that before Yi Le left, she was in her early 165s, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye, as if she has surpassed her father and grown to 180 or more, which makes her both proud and distressed.

Hurriedly urging Yi Le into the house, Wang Huimin went back to the kitchen to work.

Yi Weihong took advantage of Wang Huimin to walk into the kitchen and walked into the balcony with a chattering voice, and when he walked out, his arms were bulging.

"Dad, what's this?" Yi Le asked curiously as he looked at Yi Weihong's bulging arms.

Yi Weihong smiled, took the thing out of his arms, and appeared in front of him a Millwall jersey with the back number of 21.

It's Yile's jersey at Millwall!

Yi Weihong said proudly: "What kind of son? It's exactly the same as the original, isn't it? The high imitation I bought on Taobao cost me more than 700 yuan. ”

Yi Le cried and laughed: "Dad, as for you, just say it, and I'll bring it to you." ”

"That's going to be the same." Yi Weihong hid the jersey from the balcony again, and walked back before he said cautiously; "Don't tell your mother."

Yi Le raised his eyebrows slightly and reacted.

"Dad, where did you get the money?"

"Be quiet!" Yi Weihong glared, and then coughed dryly and said, "It's a little bit to save a little." ”

Yi Le shook his head amusedly, took his backpack from the side, then glanced at the kitchen, took out an envelope from it and handed it over.

"Dad, don't let Mom know, save some use!"

Yi Weihong's eyes lit up, and he immediately took the thick envelope, stretched out his thumb at the same time, and praised: "Son, you are the best!" ”

Soon, a sumptuous dinner was served.

Yi Le is an athlete and has strict rules on diet, but this time he broke the vows, and he didn't eat the food cooked by his mother, and the sky was thundering.

When the family finished eating, his father asked for two bottles, but Yile refused.

It's okay to eat, but it's really free to drink.

After eating, Yi Le handed a bank card to Wang Huimin.

"Mom, this is the money saved, you and Dad use it first."

Wang Huimin didn't say anything, Yi Weihong came first.

"No, my salary with your mother is enough, you have high consumption in Europe, you keep it, don't worry about us."

Yi Le couldn't cry or laugh, you were so happy to collect the money just now.

Yi Le still stuffed the bank card to his mother, and then said: "My salary is quite high now, 30,000 pounds, don't worry about me." ”

"What is high for 30,000 yuan?" Yi Weihong waved his hand and refused, he had only seen the renminbi in his life, and he was really insensitive in terms of exchange rates.

On the contrary, Wang Huimin took the card, glanced at her husband, and said, "Look at your interest, what 30,000 yuan, it is 270,000 yuan." ”

Yi Le secretly praised that his mother deserves to be a math teacher, and she calculates really fast.

"What? 270,000 a month? Yi Weihong was a little confused.

Yi Le appropriately added to the fire and said, "Ahem, it's 270,000 a week." ”

Yi Weihong: "........."

Wang Huimin: "........."