On a normal night, the foot family ate the evening as usual. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSince there is a game of A A tonight, Mr. Liang brought a family of four to watch the game early, and by the way, he also had a meal. Although my wife was born as a daughter, she has lived independently abroad for so many years, and her cooking skills are absolutely first-class! Liang Mou loves to eat the food cooked by his master the most, so this kid often runs to the master's house to eat under various excuses such as exercising late and watching football with the master, which makes his mother often jealous. But every time she smelled the aroma of rice next door, she had nothing to say, so the Liang family often took advantage of various opportunities to come over to eat from one, to two, three, and four.

The two families were eating Qiao Chuchu's specialty dishes while watching the A-A game that day. The game was a bit dull, but the jokes between master and apprentice made the dinner party full of joyful atmosphere.

At the end of the game, there was a controversial scene on the pitch, when the home team led the away team 2:0, and the time entered the 80th minute, after a substitute player of the away team came on the field, the away team, which had already shown a state of abandonment, suddenly launched a round of onslaught on the home team's goal like a doping! If it weren't for the excellent performance of the home team's goalkeeper and the help of the goal, I am afraid that the score would have been equalized long ago. And when everyone thought the home team would win the game, the visitors actually scored two goals in stoppage time. The first goal was scored by an attacking player who grabbed the ball at the feet of a defender after a clear foul, while the second goal came in the third minute of stoppage time, when a reasonable physical charge in the box awarded a penalty. Despite the home team's desperate arguments and only a few yellow cards, a "black whistle!" sounded on the pitch after the opponent scored the penalty. Match-fixing! Countless debris smashed into the stadium from the stands, and the referee had to blow the whistle in advance.

"This is obviously match-fixing!" Liang Guangcheng in front of the TV spoke first. "This referee obviously collects black money, both penalties are black whistles! There is also the away team that played like 80 minutes ago, and the No. 26 attacked wildly after going up, this is not controlled by someone, the ghost believes it! ”

"yes, how can they play like this. Do those officials care? Liu Si asked.

"Phew!" The dining table shook, and the sound of a hammer hitting the dining table sounded. Zu Qiuyuan put down the dishes and chopsticks, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Money, it's all because of money, it's all for petty profits and reckless consequences!" How long will these people scourge Chinese football! ”

The action of seeking fate frightened the three children, and the youngest Liang Yu cried even more.

Qiao Chuchu immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks, and pressed her warm hands on the tightly tied Zuqiuyuan arm. The tenderness that came from her hand sobered Zuqiu Yuan from his anger.

"I'm sorry to scare you. I... I'm a little uncomfortable, I'll go to the study to rest, you can continue...", he got up and left the dining table, and then walked to the study.

"Ring, ring, ring...", a series of crisp phone calls rang.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" The well-behaved little dream immediately ran over to answer the phone.

"Hello Uncle Hou! Are you looking for my dad? ”

"Dad, Uncle Hou is looking for you."

When he heard Xiaomeng say "Uncle Hou" into the microphone, Zu Qiu Yuan had already turned around and walked out of the study. Uncle Hou on the other side of the phone seems to be an important figure for Zu Qiuyuan.

"Brother Hou, it's me, and I'm looking for you." Zu Qiuyuan took the microphone handed to him by Xiaomeng.

"Of course, I see, it's so obvious. Then you don't care! Zu Qiuyuan said to the person on the other end of the microphone in a questioning tone.

"Really? When to get started? It seemed that the person on the other side of the microphone said something that made Zuqiuyuan feel happy, Zuqiuyuan's face changed, and his original angry face suddenly became a little excited.

"New league?"

"Yes, I know about the reform of the Premier League."

"Wait, this... I'm going to think about this seriously..."As he said this, Zu Qiuyuan turned his gaze to look at Qiao Chuchu and the football dream, and then turned his head back.

"Well, I'll get back to you when there's a result, goodbye."

Hung up the microphone, Zu Qiuyuan was still next to the phone with a deep contemplation on his face. The rest of the people were looking at him, and for a moment there was silence in the living room.

"Dad, what is Uncle Hou looking for you?" Football dreams were the first to break the silence. Zu Qiuyuan was interrupted by his daughter's question.

"It's okay, Xiaomeng obediently accompanies Uncle Liang and them." Zu Qiu Yuan walked up to Xiaomeng and asked her to receive the guests on his behalf, and then he turned back to the study.

It wasn't until the dead of night that Qiao Chuchu asked Zu Qiuyuan on the pillow, "What is Brother Hou looking for you?" ”

Zu Qiuyuan, who had been pondering for a long time, was seriously thinking at this time, and when Chu Chu asked like this, he couldn't hide it anymore: "Brother Hou, they have already joined forces with the owners of several clubs to prepare to organize a liquidation operation against match-fixing and black whistles in Chinese football. If that operation is successful, these behaviors that damage Chinese football will be stopped! ”

"Isn't that what you've always wanted to do? So why are you so bothered? ”

"No, I'm happy, I'm not worried."

"You never lie, you have a big 'annoying' word engraved on your face, and we all saw it." Qiao Chuchu broke her husband's lies.

"Yes, do I have words on my face?" Zu Qiu Yuan wiped his face as if he was stupid.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't hide anything from me, and forget it so quickly?"

"Well, since there are no outsiders, I'll be blunt. In order to save this professional league founded by us, Brother Hou wants to learn from the Premier League and reform the current A into the Chinese Super League. This is indeed a good direction, the original system flaws are difficult to change for a while, and in the name of a new league can be reshuffled and redefined. But such a reform seems to be more difficult than the simple establishment of the league in the past, it requires more professional analysis, more peripheral planning, so as not to repeat the mistakes..."

"Does Brother Hou want you to help him?" Qiao Chuchu had guessed everything from what he said.

"Yes, because I was more familiar with the changes in the Premier League back then, they wanted to ask me to come out and give advice on the reform of the Chinese professional league again. But..."

"You're worried about us, aren't you?" Qiao Chuchu, who understood her husband's thoughts best, suddenly said that she was full of fate.

Zu Qiuyuan didn't answer, but there was no need to answer at this moment, and Qiao Chuchu had already understood.

"I said that I don't want to be a shackle for you to chase your dreams, and now that I'm in good health, I don't need you to take care of me. It's also time for you to get back on your dream journey. ”

"However, Xiaomeng is still so young..."

"That's too, she's so clingy to you, she'll be very sad if you leave."

"I won't!!" Suddenly, out of their room came the sound of Xiaomeng talking loudly.

The surprised Zu Qiuyuan and Qiao Chuchu immediately opened the door, and they saw that Football Dream was standing at the door with a quilt rolled up at this time. It seems that she has been eavesdropping outside the door just now.

"Xiaomeng, why don't you sleep yet?" Zu Qiu Yuan asked.

"Who told you not to tell me anything!"

"No, Mom and Dad, it's for you..."

"I'm not a kid anymore! I can share it for Mom and Dad! ”

"You're only 8 years old this year, you just need to study hard, and your parents can think about other things." Qiao Chuchu gently stroked Qiao Chuchu's head.

"In 2 months I will be 9 years old. I was watching TV that day, and there was a child who had learned to cook at the age of 5 and was already running a household at the age of 8 to take care of his sick parents. I'm not as good as him, but at least I can take care of myself, and I can take care of my mother. So..."Although Football Dream has always used words to show her strength, she paused slightly when it came to her father leaving.

"Dad was very happy to hear you say that. But Dad wants to see you grow up happily and doesn't need to take on that too early. ”

"Dad, I know it's your dream, the teacher said that if you have a dream, you have to chase it while you're young, and if you don't chase it, you'll be old and can't catch up. Mom said she shouldn't be your shackles, and so did I! ”

"But..."

Zu Qiu Yuan also wanted to advise his daughter, but Qiao Chuchu asked him not to argue anymore: "You are clear about your daughter's intentions. It's not that you don't know her character, and if you don't agree to her, I'm afraid she will argue with you all night tonight. ”

"But..."

"Don't say it, listen to us, just concentrate on it. We'll take care of ourselves and we won't let you worry, right, Little Dream. ”

"Yes! Dad, you can go with confidence! ”

That night, Xiaomeng didn't go back to her room, she fell asleep between her parents like she did when she was a toddler, and tried her best to feel the warmth. Her heart is reluctant to give up on her father, yet she has to show strength, and this 8-year-old child shows maturity above her years.

A few days later, Zu Qiu Yuan carried a heavy bag and said goodbye to his two favorite women and the most proud disciple in tears. Although parting is painful, the eyes of the foot seeking fate that can show ambition are so firm. His daughter's football dream and lover Qiao Chuchu also used firm eyes to eliminate the worry of seeking fate, but after the father left, the mother could no longer control the tears...