It's easy to get back to Boulogne-sur-Mer from London, but it's been almost a year since I've been there, and Ribery has never been back.

There have been countless times when he has wondered with his wife whether the people of Boulogne will know him. Will the people here discuss him as they do about Papan? Will the young people follow the news in the newspaper and pay attention to him? Will the adults take him as a good example and teach their children a lesson?

All of this, he could only think about, because he never came back.

It was a very contradictory feeling, because he had told himself that he would not return to Boulogne until he became famous.

In London, Frank Ribery is a bold and fearless guy in the eyes of everyone, and the biggest difference between him and a year ago is that he has taken off the costume of a brick movers, faded away from that hooligan, and gradually made himself look a little stardom, the only thing that remains unchanged is the shocking scar on his face.

Well, which one is not the ass that decides the head?

In London, when the Chelsea players are doing a little better, a lot of reporters are chasing after the ass, who wants to show their most embarrassing side, even Messi and Cesc Fabregas, the two stinky kids, have started to wash their hair with hair wax, and if Ribery doesn't follow the metamorphosis, then he won't be able to adapt to that environment at all.

Not only him, but even his wife has changed a lot, dressed in better taste, and finally looks a little bit like a rich wife, and all of this is brought about by the environment, because they have to fit into the environment of London Chelsea.

But all of this is just scratching the surface

Ribery's innermost thoughts are known only to two people, one is his wife and the other is his manager

Sometimes he believes in fate very much, so he believes very much that Ye Qiu is looking for him as an opportunity brought to him by Allah, so he trusts Ye Qiu very much, says everything to Ye Qiu, and even wants to move to find a house, he asks Ye Qiu's opinion.

Just two days ago, when everyone was actively preparing for the Champions League final, Ye Qiu found Ribery, gave him dozens of tickets, and told him that this was the club's arrangement for the players' families and friends, and that he could arrange for his family to go to London with the families of the other players and staff of the team to Gelsenkirchen.

Later, Ye Qiu told him that the team would redraw a contract extension for him this summer and give him a salary increase, so his previous idea of buying his own house near London could be fulfilled, and Ye Qiu also told him that some things should be resolved, don't let yourself always have a knot in your heart.

So today, Ribery took a day off and went home

The taxi driver, though not a fan, recognized Ribery for the simple reason that he had the scars on his face.

'You're the most recognisable player in the French national team and my son says you've played great at Chelsea, it's amazing'

And because Ribery signed his name to his son, the taxi driver refused to ask him for the car, and the moment he stepped off the taxi, he saw the familiar Boulogne, the familiar neighborhood where he had lived since he was a child.

The city is not big, and it is easy to meet acquaintances.

As Ribery walked towards his home, he was confronted by a young man.

"Hi, Brownie's warriors," Ribery greeted with a customary hand raise.

"Fuck you warrior" The young man scolded, but before he could take two steps, he stopped, and when he turned around, he saw that Ribery was still walking forward, he quickly turned around and chased after him two steps, "Frank? It's really you, Frank."

"You just scolded me" Ribery shook his fist, but his expression was a smile.

"Oh, please, who made you laugh at me like you used to?" The bronny's kid laughed at Ha Luha's defense, "You know, I haven't been to the dock to throw stones for a long time, I'm going to play football now, I want to be like you, play in the professional league, and enter the national team."

Young people are always easy to follow and learn, and Ribery used to do that, but he studied Papin, he learned from Zidane, and now he has become the object of learning for the children here.

"Well, Brownie Warriors" Frankly, Ribery's smile was a little hideous, but full of kindness.

Walking into the corridor, he quickly circled down the stairs to the top of the stairs, and it didn't take long to come to the floor where his father was.

He should not have been there at this time, so Ribery walked to the gate very reassuringly, rang the doorbell, and after two or three rings, he saw an old middle-aged woman come out and open the door, it was his mother, a middle-aged woman who was so old that she did not match her actual age, and looked a little obese

"Frank" mother saw through the security door and saw that it was Ribery, her eyes turned red, and tears fell down, because she hadn't seen her son for a long time, and if she hadn't received an occasional call from him, she would have wondered if her son was dead.

"Mom" Ribery hugged his mother the moment the door opened.

"Come in, come," the mother pulled Ribery into the house.

"Is he there?" Ribery asked.

Ribery has always been very conflicted about his father, because his father was the most opposed to him playing football, and even forced him to work as a brick movers, and after he secretly ran to London, his father was furious about it, scolding him for being a completely irresponsible man, and even stating that he would never come back.

Ribery is a very proud person in his bones, he once promised himself that he would not come back if he did not become famous, because he wanted to prove to his father that his persistence and persistence were not wrong, and he did break out of his own world by playing football

The furnishings in the house are still so simple, the living room is full of all kinds of construction tools, which should be moved from the construction site, saying that there is no place to put it, so it is temporarily placed at home, but in fact, it is not to save a little rent, not to rent a warehouse, and directly use the living room at home as a warehouse?

Fortunately, there are not many guests in the Ribery family, and some acquaintances come and go, so it is not surprising.

As soon as he entered, the smell of the earthy smell of the construction site was familiar to Ribery, who had grown up with it since he was a child, and who had lived on the site for a long time, and to which his body had a natural affinity.

"You sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water," Mother pulled Ribery to sit down on the couch with many holes in the living room, "Your father recently contracted a construction site, saying that he could make some money, but you also know that now fewer and fewer people are willing to go to this kind of hard work, and there are no workers, so he has to do it himself, and he has to be busy until late every day before returning." ”

A middle-aged man in his fifties can imagine how hard it will be to do such physical work again.

Ribery sat on the couch and looked around to find a newspaper in the house.

It was as if Columbus had discovered the New World, and Ribery couldn't help but laugh, because he had the impression that his father who was born in mud legs had never read the newspaper very often, and the only thing that made him remember was that a long time ago, during the district council election, the candidate gave a newspaper to every family that elected him, but that was many years ago.

Team Newspaper

Ribery picked up a newspaper and found that it was the team newspaper, and the cover was the scene of all the players at Stamford Bridge with the Premier League winner Gold Cup after Chelsea won the league title a few days ago.

However, in this photo, Ribery found that one of the people had been sketched with a thick black pen, as if to make it easier to see, and that person was Ribery.

There is also a photo of Ribery kissing with the Champions Gold Cup, which is also folded and placed on top.

Not only these two copies, Ribery quickly flipped through the other newspapers, and found that almost all of them had been opened, many of which were marked with thick black pens, obviously to catch up on Chelsea news, and almost all reports related to Chelsea, especially Ribery, were turned to the most prominent places.

Suddenly, Ribery felt as if his chest was choked with something, stuffy and hot.

Turn on the TV and find that his father, who has never watched all those vulgar sitcoms, is actually watching a football channel, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he have believed that it was true, was this still the stubborn and resentful father?

"Your father has been to London several times," said her mother, standing at the door of the kitchen and living room, with tears in her eyes.

Ribery raised his head in disbelief, his eyes were red, he didn't know what he was talking about, he only had one feeling, there was a very sour and hot tear about to rush out of his eyes, he desperately endured, but he still couldn't help it.

"He wouldn't let me say it, but I could tell he was really happy," my mother said with a smile as she wiped away her tears.

"You know Lu Dao, he has never been to a big city in his life, and suddenly he went to London, and he didn't know what he should do, and he didn't understand how to watch you play, and he even spoke English messed up, so the first time it was a failure, and after hearing about it, he went to a tavern and watched the game with the people there, but that time, you didn't play"

Ribery didn't know what his mother was talking about, but it added a bit of truth because they didn't know football, they didn't know the league, they didn't know anything, and he even believed that his father had gone to London just to see his game.

"When he came back, he said that the fans in the tavern were nice to him, and he knew Frank Ribery, so they taught him how to go to the stadium, so it didn't take long for him to go again, and this time he was smart, and he took a taxi to the stadium, but he couldn't buy a ticket, so he walked around the stadium for more than an hour until after the game."

"But when he came back, he was very happy because he said that although he didn't know English, he heard a lot of the fans who left the stadium mention your name, and they said that you did well in that game and he also learned how to buy tickets to watch the game, but then he went back to the pub in London and watched live TV with those people because he said, your tickets are ridiculously expensive."

"Even though he never gets to see you play, he often goes to London because he says he likes to hear the fans in the bar talk about you, and he's very proud and proud."

Listening to his mother's words, Ribery's tears fell uncontrollably.

Once, he thought that he was a very strong person who could take his feelings very lightly, but in fact, when things came, he found that there were many things that he had always been obsessed with and could not let go.

His father didn't have much education, he didn't know how to get along with his children, and beating and scolding were his best means of training his children, which once made Ribery wonder if his father still loved him, but now, he suddenly found that not all love has to be spoken, and many times, real love is not said by mouth.

While Ribery was chatting with his mother, he heard a sound of the door opening from outside the security door, and both of them immediately stood up, especially Ribery, who found that his father had returned a little early today.

It was indeed his father who opened the door and came in, but there was a thin bandage wrapped around his right arm, which was still oozing a little blood, and when he entered the door, he was still scolding and saying how unlucky he was, and he was smashed and injured in the arm.

In the construction site, injuries and bleeding are inevitable, and when Ribery was moving bricks by himself, he often bruises and bruises, or was smashed by bricks, which is very common, so it is not strange to see his father injured.

When his father entered the door and saw Ribery, he was obviously stunned for a moment, his face was hard to hide the surprise, but soon, he suppressed the surprise in his heart with his pride as a father, even if in the past period of time, Ribery was his pride, the topic of conversation and envy of everyone in the entire Boulogne, but in front of him, the son is the son.

Surprise was replaced by coldness, in front of outsiders, he, who is a father, can be proud of his son, but in front of his son, he has to put on a very cold, very disapproving appearance, this is indeed the strangest thing in the world.

"I'll deliver the tickets," Ribery took out a whole stack of tickets from his pocket, dozens of them, "the game is held in Gelsenkirchen, Germany, it will be more troublesome to go from Boulogne, you can go to London first, and I will let Vahiba accompany you." ”

When he said these words, Ribery's tone was still a little hard, which was the usual tone of their conversation between father and son in the past, but after saying that, he obviously realized that his tone was not quite right, so he walked out of the sofa, walked in front of his father, and handed out a stack of tickets, "I hope you can come to watch us play, Dad"

A word of dad made the old Ribery's hand tremble obviously, and his eyes turned red for a moment, but he endured it, but he gently let go of his hand and caught the stack of tickets handed over by Ribery, and he was even thinking that he could proudly give it to the workers, relatives and friends, and show off his son.

The father and son faced each other, but they couldn't speak, and the atmosphere was awkward for a few seconds.

"I'm going to train early tomorrow morning, I'll go back first," said Ribery, who was leaving.

"Frank" was passing by, and old Ribery called out to his son, "Since they are all back, let's have dinner and leave, anyway, there is no hurry for this time." ”

Ribery looked back and saw his mother looking expectant, and he knew that this was already his father's biggest concession.

Sometimes he doesn't understand, why can't his own father be as generous and benevolent as other people's fathers? Always have to put on a show, and be full of the majesty of the father, isn't it hard?

If it was before, he didn't understand his father's mind and didn't understand his father's care, he would have resisted, but now, he doesn't resist.

"Okay," Ribery smiled and nodded, a little horrified with a warm glow on his face.

The father turned his back to Ribery, and at an angle that his son couldn't see, he showed a smile that seemed to be there, and walked to the living room, "In the future, you don't have to come in person to give away tickets, just make a phone call, don't affect your training, you will definitely be unhappy if you are told by the head coach."

The tone is very hard, but still out of love, out of concern.

"We were very nice to me, he asked me to come back," Ribery followed his father and walked back to the living room.

"No matter how good it is to you, you have to play football well" The father was still admonishing, he was afraid that his son would get carried away if he was a little famous, you must know that Ribery used to be a hooligan.

"Okay, okay, Frank is back, don't talk too much" In any family, parents always pretend to be kind and the other pretend to be majestic, so Ribery's mother was afraid that the father and son would be awkward again, so she directly stood up to resolve the problem, and the old Ribery also accepted it directly when he saw it, and didn't say anything more.

Sometimes he is also reflecting on himself, his son has grown up, and many things are no longer under his control, and he also knows very well that he can't keep up with this era, his thoughts are a little old and stubborn, and he manages too much, but it is not necessarily a good thing, it is better to let go and let his children fight freely.

Father and son are father and son, blood is thicker than water, there is no knot that cannot be dissolved or untied.

With a good start, the conversation between father and son seemed much more pleasant.

During the meal, the old Ribery also specially asked about the Champions League final, seeing that his father now talks about football is a bit of a doorway, and it seems that the fans are full of momentum, but he can't hide the truth of his pseudo-fans, Ribery felt funny in his heart, but also a little moved, because he knew that his father went to understand football for him.

For the Champions League final, Ribery admitted that he should not be able to start, because Ye Qiu's tactics in this game must still be based on 43L, Ronaldinho and Lampard are in good shape, Davies has recovered well after a long period of adjustment, and his physical fitness has also improved, so he should still start.

But Ribery is a miracle soldier in Ye Qiu's hands, as long as the game is deadlocked, Ye Qiu will use Ribery sooner or later, so Ribery is still very confident that he can play, because he is the best person in Ye Qiu's hands in the past season.

Although the elder Ribery, like all fathers, hopes that his son will become a dragon and thinks that his son is the best, he also knows very well that his son used to play in the amateur league, and he has only played in the professional league for a year, and it is already a very remarkable thing to be able to play as a substitute in the Champions League final, where can he expect more?

For this, the elder Ribery was more content than his son