The corridors of the wards are always monotonous white, filled with the smell of disinfectant water.

Qu Shaoyao was carrying a schoolbag and a few bags of fruits, and before he reached the door of the ward, he heard an angry voice coming from inside.

"I'm going to be discharged! How many times have I said it, I'm fine! I'm going to be discharged—"

Jiang's mother's anxious voice came: "Child, father, it's only been a few days since you had the operation!" The doctor said that you can't be discharged from the hospital now, and you have to observe for a few more days......"

"What observations? I know my own body! Lie here every day, don't spend money? I-"

"Shhhh Be quiet, don't disturb the rest of the patients......"

……

Qu Shao walked in.

On the side of the bed in the innermost part of the four-person ward, Jiang's mother was anxiously wiping her tears.

Staying up all night for several days made her face haggard and sallow, and her eyes were bloodshot. Several strands of white hair appeared on his temples, and he looked a few years older all of a sudden.

"Uncle Jiang, Aunt Jiang'er......" Qu shook his head and greeted.

Mother Jiang was stunned for a moment when she saw her coming, turned around and wiped her eyes, and then put on a smile: "Oh, it's shaking!" Come on in, come on in—"

Qu shook his smile and handed the fruit to Jiang's mother: "...... My mother asked me to come and see Uncle Jiang. ”

Mother Jiang: "Hey, you came just in time, quickly persuade you Uncle Jiang, you have to be discharged from the hospital——"

Father Jiang, who was still loud on the hospital bed just now, suddenly lost his temper, coughed lightly, and changed the topic: "Shake, it's hard to run this trip, right?" Ask your aunt to peel a fruit for you to eat. ”

Mother Jiang muttered in a low voice, "old stubborn", turned around and went to the water room with the fruit.

As soon as she walked on her front foot, the nurse on her back foot came in to take her temperature. Qu Shaoyao helped shake the bed up halfway, let Jiang's father sit up halfway, and changed to a more comfortable position.

After the nurse left, Father Jiang sighed: "Alas...... Still shaken and sensible, not like the stinky boy in our family! It's a bastard......"

Qu shook a chair and sat down: "Uncle Jiang, why are you in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital?" ”

"Because I'm cured! Why are you still living here? Look at Uncle, are you full of energy now-" Father Jiang said and raised his arm and waved, but accidentally touched the knife on his stomach, and his face turned pale with pain.

"Ouch! Hiss ......"

Qu Shao was startled, and hurriedly said, "Uncle-don't move." ”

Father Jiang is honest now.

Qu shook his head: "Uncle Jiang, in fact, I know that you must be worried that the noodle restaurant will close and delay making money, because the summer vacation is the best time for business...... And, you're afraid of spending money in a hospital, right? You and my mom think the same thing! ”

Father Jiang smiled bitterly.

Who said this kid was stupid? Clever.

"But you think, the body is the capital of the revolution. Our teacher said that health is the most important thing, and without a healthy body, no matter how much money you make, it's useless! ”

Father Jiang sighed: "You are a good boy, not as ignorant as the one in my family." Day by day, I know how to play his broken football-" He seemed to be on fire as soon as he mentioned it, and began to scold his son again.

“…… I don't even want to read a book anymore! What youth team do you want to quit school for? I really don't know what he thinks! I don't know, what's the appeal of that thing? His soul has been snatched away, and everyone is demonic......"

Qu Shao listened silently, feeling a little aggrieved for Jiang Jingcheng, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle Jiang, you don't know yet, right?" Jiang Jingcheng he ...... has quit the football team. ”

"Withdrawn?"

Father Jiang was stunned, "...... When? ”

Qu Sha Sha: "It's the second day of your hospitalization. ”

"Returned by yourself?"

"Hmm."

Father Jiang's eyes were a little dazed, and he moved his mouth but didn't make a sound.

After a while, he muttered, "Oh oh...... It's good to retire, it's long overdue, kicking football has made him crazy......"

Probably because of the perennial spoon, his eyes were a little cloudy from the oil smoke. The doctor said that this was one of the main reasons for his lung problems, and even suggested that he change his livelihood.

When he heard this, he was anxious.

Are you kidding?

He has opened a noodle restaurant for a lifetime and has been in charge of the spoon for a lifetime. If he doesn't do this, what will he do to support his family? What do you use to send your son to college?

"Uncle Jiang?"

Qu shook his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Father Jiang came back to his senses and shook his head.

"Nothing, nothing ......"

He remembered that he had opened his eyes in a fog last night and saw his son lying on the side of the hospital bed, sleeping unsteadily.

In fact, he was in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital, not only because he was afraid of spending money or delaying his earnings, but also because he was afraid of dragging down his family and delaying his son's studies, who was about to enter the third year of high school......

"Uncle Jiang, have you ever seen Jiang Jingcheng play football?" Qu Shao asked suddenly.

Father Jiang was stunned, "No, where do I have that kung fu?" ”

"Would you like to see it? Didn't you just say, "I really don't know what that thing appeals to him", would you like to take a look? ”

Father Jiang's expression was refusal.

But Qu Shaoyao had already taken out his phone and opened a saved video.

On the screen is a teenager who has just finished training, sitting cross-legged on the ground in his jersey, enthusiastically sharing something with the person next to him.

It was Jiang Jingcheng, who had just joined the school football team, and was sharing the results of the past few days with Qu Shaoyao and Xia Chengxi, who went to visit him. Different from the usual submissive, his face was bright at this time, he smiled very happily, and there seemed to be light hidden in his small eyes.

Father Jiang watched silently and said nothing.

Qu Shaoyao opened the second video, which was the game in which Jiang Jingcheng represented the experimental middle school against No. 1 Middle School as an official player of the school team.

It was also his official debut.

It was precisely because of his outstanding performance in this game that Jiang Jingcheng was discovered by the scouts of the youth team in the audience, and then threw him the olive branch he dreamed of.

"Uncle Jiang, look, this person wearing a lake blue jersey and sprinting towards the opponent's goal with the ball is Jiang Jingcheng, nicknamed "Little Whirlwind of Experimental Middle School"! Then, watch and don't blink! He's about to score—"

Qu Shao shook the scene as a commentator and began to explain the game with emotion.

Father Jiang unconsciously saw it. Even when Jiang Jingcheng scored a goal, causing the whole audience to boil, his heart was also inspired by a little joy.

The son running on the pitch was something he had never seen before. This high-spirited young man has a confident glow all over his body, and his eyes are full of energy, as if he has fallen into the starlight.

In fact, it's not just his eyes, his whole person seems to be glowing. Because in the field he is proud of, he is the king of this field.