Chapter 1 The Long-Lost Warmth

Dalin International Airport, terminal building.

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

Three years!

Their family has been separated for three full years. Yi Weihong doesn't want his son to be fake, and Yi Le's performance in Europe is so good. Recently, many reporters have found him, wanting to interview him about his experience in raising Yi Le.

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

Yi Le's good performance in Europe even made Yi Weihong famous. A football school in the south offered him a salary of 1 million per year to teach the echelon children's team, but Yi Weihong refused.

On the one hand, the south is too far away, and my son is already far away in England, and now even he has gone to the south, how can this family survive?

On the other hand, he is a person who seeks stability. A teacher is a very good job, teaching and educating people. Although the income is not too high, it is enough for their family to live on.

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

He knew that all of this was caused by his son's influence. At this moment, he finally had the feeling that his son had grown up.

Standing at the airport pick-up gate, Yi Weihong was eager to see through. He deliberately avoided some reporters when picking up the plane 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. I naturally agreed with him.

Finally, people began to come out of the exit one after another.

Yi Weihong stepped on his heels and kept identifying among the crowd.

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

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

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

The father and son finally reunited. Yi Weihong grabbed Yi Le's hands, looked him up and down, and said proudly, "My boy, did you hear that you won the championship?"

"It's not bad, I'm still the FMVP in the midfield position!" Yi Le said proudly, puffing out his chest.

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

Yi Le smiled and said, "It's the best player."

"Oh oh oh!" Yi Weihong was even more joyful, he hammered Yi Le's chest, and said, "I'm making your father proud!"

"hey-hey."

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

Only then did Yi Le come to his senses, and quickly began to introduce.

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

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

Yi Weihong's eyes widened immediately, and he exclaimed, "Gua Bald's brother? I said he looks alike."

Pere Guardio stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands in a friendly manner.

Afterwards, Yi Weihong's eyes drifted to Mansha Clayton, but he frowned, pulled Yi Le and whispered: "Son, you should know that you can play, but we want to find Chinese people."

Yi Le suddenly couldn't laugh or cry,

Said: "Dad, what are you talking about, this is my personal trainer. He does have an international coaching qualification certificate, a professional, and your certificate is incomparable."

Yi Weihong immediately became unhappy, who did he underestimate?

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

Yi Le shook her head secretly, it's not me who hit you, they eat your salary for more than a year in a month!

A group of people walked out of the airport, and Yi Weihong invited Pere and Mansha to take his Wuling SUV into the city, and the two went with the situation.

Walking into the urban area, they settled Pere and Mansha first.

When Pere was in London, he had already booked a hotel, a five-star hotel by the sea.

After sending them back, Yi Le and Yi Weihong drove away.

 …

On the way home, Yi Weihong also opened up the chatter box, asking non-stop while driving.

After a while, I said, 'How about the Messi people? ’, ‘Have you seen Ronaldo? ’, ‘What’s it like playing in Europe? ’, ‘Are those players very good at playing football? ’ It’s definitely a true fan.

The old man has never seen any big stars in his life, he only watched through the game, finally caught the opportunity, and looked like he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

It can be said that Yi Le suffered a lot along the way, and after dealing with his father finally returning to his own community, he calmed down.

The family building of the Water Conservancy Bureau.

The name sounds nice and stylish, but in fact it is one of the few elderly communities in Dalin.

Seeing this familiar old community and some dilapidated old buildings, Yi Le immediately felt a sense of familiarity.

Yi Le’s family is not rich and powerful, his parents are both people’s teachers, with a salary of 4000-5000 a month, and he has worked hard all his life to buy such a house in Dalin.

Thinking of this, Yi Le blushed a little. He earned some money in Europe and didn't send any money home. He was really a child in vain.

Building 6, No. 702.

Watching my father take out the key and turn the door lock, the moment he opened the door, the familiar smell of vaping oil hits his face.

Along with the sound of the door opening, there was a burst of exclamation in the kitchen.

"ah!!"

I saw Wang Huimin wearing an apron, holding a spatula in his hand, standing at the door, staring blankly at the much stronger Yi Le, teardrops could not help but fall down.

"Taller! Also thinner!"

Wang Huimin remembers that before Yi Le left, she was only in her early 165s, and three years later, she seemed to have surpassed her father, growing to 180 or above, which made her both proud and distressed.

Quickly urging Yi Le to enter the house, Wang Huimin went back to work in the kitchen.

Yi Weihong took advantage of Wang Huimin's walk into the kitchen and walked into the balcony muttering. When he came out, his arms were bulging.

"Dad, what is this?" Yi Le asked curiously, looking at Yi Weihong's bulging arms.

Yi Weihong smiled, and took out the things from his arms. What appeared in front of him was a Millwall jersey with the number 21 engraved on it.

It was Yi Le's uniform in Millwall!

Yi Weihong proudly said: "How about my son? Is it exactly the same as the original version? The high imitation I bought on Taobao cost me more than 700 yuan."

Yi Le didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Dad, what are you doing? You just need to tell me, and I'll bring it for you."

"That's the same." Yi Weihong hid the jersey on the balcony again, and said cautiously when he came back; "Don't tell your mother."

Yi Le raised his eyebrows slightly, and he came to his senses.

"Dad, where did you get the money?"

"Keep your voice down!" Yi Weihong glared at him, then coughed dryly and said, "It's a little bit of savings."

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

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

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

Soon, a sumptuous dinner will be served.

Yi Le is an athlete, and has strict rules on diet, but this time it is considered a relapse, and he does not eat the food cooked by his mother, which is like a thunderbolt.

After the family finished eating, my father wanted to fill two bottles, but Yi Le refused.

Eating is okay, but drinking is really free.

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

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

Wang Huimin didn't say anything, and Yi Weihong got excited first.

"No, your mother and I's salary is enough. You spend a lot in Europe, so you can keep it. Don't worry about us."

Yi Le can't laugh or cry, just now you took the money with such joy.

Yi Le still gave the bank card to her mother, and then said: "My salary is quite high now, 40,000 pounds, don't worry about me."

"How high is 40,000 yuan?" Yi Weihong waved his hand and refused. He had only seen RMB in his life, and he was really insensitive when it comes to exchange rates.

On the contrary, Wang Huimin took the card, gave her husband a blank look, and said, "Look at your future, what is 40,000 yuan, it's 350,000 yuan."

Yi Le secretly praised her, her mother is indeed a math teacher, she can calculate really fast.

"What? 350,000 a month?" Yi Weihong was a little confused.

Yi Le added fire appropriately, and said, "Ahem, it's 350,000 a week."

Yi Weihong: "..."

Wang Huimin: "..."