Isabella loves Chinese culture and has always wanted a Chinese wedding.

Finally, the day of the wedding came.

In front of the seaside villa, a large line of cars was parked.

The Algers are here. The old men of the Coventry team, George Sr., Edda, Manla, Alexander, and Ruan came.

Manchester United's new friends are here, Woodward, Alex Ferguson, Jose Mourinho, Ibrahimovic from injury, development coach Bart, Romelu Lukaku, Paul Pogba, Nemanja Matic, Marcus Rashford。。。。。。

Football not only changed the trajectory of Liu Yun's life as a 46-year-old middle-aged man, but also allowed him to make many friends who were like-minded.

Isabella's parents, both French, immigrated to England as a young man and to the United States as an old man. They also rushed from California to their seaside villas in Manchester.

Those friends in Huaguo also called to congratulate Liu Yun.

Isabella was wearing a red cheongsam and was applying makeup in her bedroom on the second floor.

Liu Xiaoyan was helping Isabella fix her hairstyle on the side.

Liu Xiaoyan was wearing a purple dress, dressed like a real princess. On her chest was a diamond brooch that Mrs. Hudson had given her before she died.

Isabella suddenly grabbed Liu Xiaoyan's hand: "My little princess." I'm a little scared right now. A new marriage, a new life。。。。。 People will always have a fear of the unknown. ”

Liu Xiaoyan patted Isabella's chest: "Don't be afraid, not afraid." Mom isn't afraid! ”

Isabella was stunned: "You just called me。。。。。 Mom? ”

Liu Xiaoyan has not had a mother since she was born, and these days of getting along day and night, she has long regarded Isabella as her mother. Isabella is an open Westerner, and Liu Xiaoyan naturally regards her as her best friend.

Liu Xiaoyan kissed Isabella on the cheek: "That's right! Mom! Now you're my mom! ”

The wedding was held in full accordance with Chinese tradition. Liu Yun even found a Chinese wedding officiant from London's Chinatown through the owner of the Coventry Inn.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

"Licheng!"

The wedding master of ceremonies shouted.

Liu Yun stared at his bride, Isabella. A pair of blue eyes shine brightly. The cheongsam sets off her mature temperament and proud figure just right. Liu Yun thought in his heart that Isabella might really be a fairy given to him by God.

The second aunt and the second aunt sat on the parents' seat, tears of happiness flowed from their eyes. They grew up watching Liu Yun. They know how much Liu Yun has endured as a father and mother over the years.

"Happiness to our old lieutenant and beautiful bride, cheers!" Woodward raised his glass and shouted.

"Cheers~" the guests responded.

Everyone had a smile on their faces. That was a sincere blessing to Liu Yun and Isabella.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the guests dispersed.

Suddenly, a seventy-year-old man dressed in a black daughter-in-law appeared at the door.

The old man walked up to Liu Yun: "Hello, old lieutenant." My name is Bernie. ”

Liu Yun didn't know the old man. He said, "Hello. Do you have anything to do with me? ”

The old man said, "That's right." I am the son of Major Franco Sr. He passed away yesterday. Before his death, he made a will to donate all the winnings from that lottery to the Coventry Club. At the same time, he wants you to be able to attend his funeral. The funeral took place two days later. ”

Liu Yun was in Coventry to win the FA Cup when he met Major Franco Sr. The ticket had been returned to him.

Ninety-two-year-old Major Franco has been a Coventry fan all his life. A few months before his death, he was able to see Coventry win the FA Cup, which may have been a providence.

Although Huaguo is superstitious and talks about the law, weddings and funerals cannot be met, and those who meet are very unlucky. Liu Yun is an out-and-out atheist.

He immediately promised: "In two days, I will definitely go to his funeral to pay my respects." ”

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Liu Yun has achieved great success in the Premier League. The calls of domestic fans in China for Liu Yun to join the national team have been rising higher and higher.

An association couldn't withstand the pressure of public opinion, and finally, the new issue of the national football list was announced, and Liu Yun's name was impressively listed.

Liu Yun learned the news through Weibo. Two hours later, he received a call from Hua Guo: "Hey, are you Liu Yun?" ”

Liu Yun replied: "Yes, who are you?" ”

"I am Wei Dahui, the leader of the national football team. Now I officially inform you that you have been selected for the national team. Three days later, the national team will assemble at the Jianghai base to prepare for a friendly match against Honduras. Please report on time. ”

"Three days later?" Liu Yun hesitated, but the captain hung up the phone.

Liu Yun counted the time, turned on his mobile phone and studied the next flight. If you attend the funeral of Major Franco Sr., you will be able to catch the nearest flight to Yanjing, and then take a car to the Jianghai base in Hanbei.

Liu Yun repeatedly confirmed that the time was in time. Entering the national football team is a big deal for Liu Yun. Being able to win glory for the country is the proudest thing for those born in their time.

Two days later, St. George's Military Cemetery, London.

Major Franco Sr. was a member of the World War II service, and he is eligible to be buried in the St. George's Military Cemetery.

Liu Yun was wearing a black suit and stood in front of the tomb with a group of people who came to mourn. Among those mourning, two were also in their 90s, with medals on their chests.

The coffin of the old Major Franco was placed next to the tomb.

Fifteen honor guards stood by with guns in hand.

A British captain in a ceremonial uniform drew his sword, stood on his chest, and shouted: "The 2nd Light Infantry Battalion of the Royal Regiment of the Prince of Wales of the British Empire is named!" ”

Fifteen honor guards were armed with their shoulders.

The British captain shouted: "Major Franco! ”

Naturally, no one answered.

For the second time, the British captain shouted: "Major Franco! ”

Still no one answered.

The British captain shouted: "Major Franco, 2nd Light Infantry Battalion, Royal Regiment of the Prince of Wales of the British Empire!" ”

Still no one answered.

Then the British captain pointed his sword diagonally to the ground: "God bless the Queen!" Warning shots! ”

All those who came to pay their respects took off their hats. Only the two medal-covered veterans wore military caps and saluted in the direction of the coffin.

Fifteen guards of honor fired into the sky.

The British captain once again stood on his chest with his sword: "Major Infranco, 2nd Light Infantry, Royal Regiment of the Prince of Wales of the British Empire, please rest in peace!" God save the Queen! ”

Two honor guards collected their guns, walked to the coffin, and placed a Union Jack on the coffin.

Six guards of honor carried the coffin and placed it in the tomb.

Bernie, the son of Major Franco Sr., kept the medal that his old father had received during his lifetime in the tomb.

These medals represent the exploits of Franco the Elder in World War II.

Veterans don't die, they just fade away.