Chapter 1006 Volume 8

"Happy birthday, Uncle Tony!"

When Tang En opened his eyes in the morning, the first words he heard were his wife Shania whispering in his ear.

But he couldn't laugh, instead he sighed and looked at Shania lying on top of him with a bitter face: "Fifty birthday, what's so happy..."

Shania said with a smile: "I don't care so much, as long as I have a happy birthday! Happy birthday, Uncle Tony!" She repeated it again, and gave Tang En a good morning kiss, and Shania jumped out of bed .

Downstairs, there are maids and nanny ready for breakfast. Since the family had a child, Tang En no longer insisted on living with his family in such a huge villa. At night, Teresa was afraid—the house was too big, even if the lights in all the rooms and corridors were turned on , She is always afraid of a ghost suddenly rushing out of the corner. Simply hire some resident servants and nannies to add some vitality to the house.

And even if Tang En and Shania return to England with Teresa in the future, this house will still be reserved for those servants to live in.

A house is for people to live in. Otherwise, no matter how good a house is, as long as no one lives in it, the speed of dilapidation will be astonishing, and as long as people live in it and clean it frequently, the house will be renewed every day.

After figuring this out, Tang En doesn't care about his privacy anymore...

Tang En also got up, dressed and washed. And Shania, who was one step ahead of him, didn't have the habit of wasting time in front of the dressing table. As long as she wasn't going out for activities, she would always be bare-faced. Although she wasn't as beautiful as promotional posters, movies, advertisements, and catwalks, she was still And just as beautiful. Tang En looked at it for a long time, but felt that the plain Shania was more beautiful.

At this time, Shania had already run to knock on her daughter's door.

"Teresa, are you awake?"

When her daughter opened the door bouncingly, she was hugged by Shania who was waiting at the door and scratched her armpit. Immediately, the silver bell-like laughter of the youngest daughter filled the room.

Tang En ignored the mother and daughter frolicking there, went into the bathroom alone, and began to wash. He habitually looked up at himself in the glasses, his hair was black, but that was just a superficial phenomenon. He used a comb to straighten his messy hair, and the white under the black surface couldn't be covered up, and it all popped out. In fact, the hair of a fifty-year-old person will not gray so quickly or so obviously, but the head coach is a profession that uses the brain, and the psychological pressure is also great. It is not uncommon for the hair to gray faster and more than ordinary people.

Tang En stroked his gray hair, but there was nothing he could do. The aging of the body does not depend on one's own will.

It's just that there are more and more grooves on his face, and he still looks a little depressed. Traveling through time once, although he has won many championships and has beautiful wives, he has lost a few years of life for nothing, and he has no children of his own, so he can only adopt one. This is really an "equivalent exchange of what you get and what you pay", but I don't know if those champions and money are equivalent to the lost years of life and future generations...

Slapping the cold water on the face, the water splashed all over, and then slapped away the messy thoughts in his mind.

Today's breakfast is richer than usual. Apparently, the servants have received special instructions from Shania, knowing that today is the fiftieth birthday of the master.

"Do you have any plans today?" Shania asked during the meal.

"No." Tang En shook his head. I have been busy for the past few days, and today I am finally free, and it is completely free. I am afraid that there will be nothing to be busy in the future. Tang En felt that the older he got, the less excessive the birthday would be, so he didn't invite people to hold a birthday party with great fanfare, otherwise his home would become a Hollywood Vanity Fair.

Maybe some people like to use the opportunity of their birthday to make friends with famous people in order to enhance their fame and status. That was their freedom, but Dunn didn't like to do it. At this time, he just wanted to be with his relatives, even if he was watching TV on the sofa at home, it would be better to socialize with those celebrities. Anyway, he is a football coach, and he is not in the same system as Hollywood stars, and he is just a guest star in a movie, just to have fun, and he doesn't need to curry favor with anyone or look at anyone's face.

Tang En's desirelessness made Shania feel embarrassed. The birthday can't be passed so plainly, can it? Fiftieth birthday, how many fiftieth birthdays can a person have in this life...well, just one. If such a special day is spent at home, I really feel unwilling...

Seeing Shania suffering a headache alone, Tang En persuaded: "Don't think about it, I don't want to go anywhere."

"How can that be? How can you stay at home on your birthday?"

"I can go shopping with you." Tang En spread his hands.

"It's your birthday, and it's not me. What are you doing with me?" Shania raised her eyes and stared at Tang En and asked back.

Unexpectedly, Tang En put away his smile and did not avoid Shania's stare. Instead, he stared into her eyes seriously, as if he wanted to see her heart through her eyes. He felt a little embarrassed when he saw Shania, and he said: "For me, the important thing is not how to celebrate this birthday, but who to spend it with. My birthday wish is to be with you, and... He glanced at his daughter who was eating breakfast next to him, "Teresa lives together. As for where, it doesn't matter how you live. It doesn't matter whether you stay at home and watch TV, or go to the supermarket to buy things, it's all the same."

In fact, he still has something to say, and those words are not auspicious, so we don't mention such a festive day, as long as he knows it in his heart.

Tang En's words came from the bottom of his heart, and Shania was moved in her heart, but she didn't show it on the surface. There is a tacit understanding, and I don't do those superficial things anymore, such as the teary eyes that are moved, the speechless choking when holding hands... She just curled her lips helplessly. "Anyway, if you celebrate your birthday today, it's up to you."

Tang En immediately brought the laughter back to his face, and went to tease his daughter Teresa.

Shania watched the father and daughter getting along well, and sighed softly in her heart. Uncle Tony is actually fifty years old... This incident made her very sad when she thought about it. Although she said "Happy Birthday" to Uncle Tony, she actually felt the same as Uncle Tony - after the age of fifty. Birthday, I'm afraid it will be more and more sad.

The first time I met him was fifteen years ago, when I was thirteen and Uncle Tony was thirty-four. There was a bit of a misunderstanding after the two met... Shania couldn't help laughing when she thought of Uncle Tony looking at her chest like a pervert.

I didn't expect that I would get on his "thief ship" like this and couldn't get off...

You said I was only thirteen years old at the time, how did I fall in love with him, a middle-aged uncle?

"What are you laughing at?" Tang En heard Shania's laughter, looked back at her, and found that she had an obvious smile on her face, but her eyes were out of focus, obviously distracted.

"Ah... I miss the first time you and I met." Shania said without hiding anything, looking at Tang En openly.

When she said that, Tang En also remembered. I was once mistaken for a pervert by my wife in front of me... At that time, I had just lost an important game, and also lost the season that I had worked hard for for half a year. Michael left me and traveled to the United States. Gavin died tragically in the fan riots, and his mood was simply a mess. However, the encounter with the eccentric Shania made his subsequent mood suddenly brighten, as if the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed.

Tang En suddenly thought of a sentence: "If life is just like seeing it at first."

The relationship between himself and Shania is quite in line with his intentions. Fifteen years have been like a day, from beginning to end it was like seeing him for the first time, he never got tired of Shania, neither did Shania. Maybe it's because we have been together less and separated more in the past fifteen years?

"Teresa mentioned that she wanted to go to Hollywood and watch other people make movies. Anyway, it's my birthday, so it's not good to be bored at home." Tang En told Shania about his daughter's wish just now. In fact, Teresa didn't want to watch it. I only said that on purpose when my father and mother quarreled.

Shania naturally had no objection, and pulled Teresa upstairs to get dressed and put on makeup.

Tang En left the dining room, sat down to rest in the living room, and waited for the mother and daughter.

He didn't wait long. Since he was just going out to play, Shania just put on some light makeup, and Teresa just changed the pajamas she wore at home.

Watching Shania lead Teresa down the stairs, Tang En found that although they were adopted children, there were some similarities between the black-haired Teresa and the dark brown-haired Shania. Shania has a little Chinese ancestry, so it looks like a biological mother and daughter. For the rest of his life, with the two of them accompanying him, Tang En already had no desires or desires. Anyway, time will not turn back, no matter how unwilling he is, fifty years old has come. That being the case, instead of lamenting how time flies like water and lamenting that I am getting old, it is better to have a good time with my wife and children.

Shania who came down saw Tang En's hair at a glance, and she frowned: "Don't you dye your hair?"

Tang En shook his head: "I won't dye it anymore, and I won't dye it in the future."

Shania was very surprised: "You are not stimulated, are you, Uncle Tony?"

"I just suddenly figured out one thing." Tang En took Shania's arm, "Gray hair is also pretty."

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In fact, Tang En didn't feel at ease when he went out to play. He always received calls from his friends on his mobile phone. It seemed that they were pre-calculated, and they all came to wish him a happy birthday. Michael, Wood, Bruce, Tang, Chris Lark, Walker... Shania was a little dissatisfied. Thinking about it, it's no wonder Shania, the time that originally belonged to a family of three, was broken into fragments by phone calls.

"Okay, there should be no one calling me anymore." Tang En knew that his wife was a little unhappy, and the phone ringing would interrupt him before he could say a few words, which was really annoying. "I turned off my phone."

He raised his phone, intending to turn it off. But it was such a coincidence that the phone in his hand vibrated again with music ringing.

Shania rolled her eyes.

"Okay, no matter who it is this time, I'll just turn off the phone." Tang En glanced at the phone screen, but there was a strange name flashing on it - Evan.

When this name first appeared in Tang En's eyes, he couldn't remember who it was. Just as he was about to hang up and then turn off the phone, his finger hovered over the end button, because he suddenly remembered who was behind the name.

The question is how could he call himself? Since he ended his contract with the club in 2014, except that he called again later, hoping that he would return to the Forest team, the two have not been in touch again. Why are you calling yourself at this time? Wouldn't it be a "Happy Birthday" too?

Tang En frowned and couldn't understand it, and then he realized - wouldn't he know what was going on after he got connected?

"Damn..." He muttered and pressed the answer button.

"Hey!"

Shania saw Tang En lift the phone to his ear, dragged Teresa to take two quick steps, and went straight to the store.

"Happy birthday, Tony!" Evan Dalgety's voice came from the other side of the phone, but the content was such that Tang En didn't know what expression to make.

Hearing such an enthusiastic voice, Dunn became more and more confused about why Evan called him.

"Thank you... Evan." After thinking about it for a while, he didn't call him "Mr. Daugherty", but changed to the more friendly "Evan". Although the quarrel with Evan was not very pleasant when he left, but four years have passed since the incident, and it is not a revenge of killing his father and taking his wife, so what else can we not let go of? How should I put it, so many of his championships are also partly due to Evan.

"I heard you went to Los Angeles?" Evan Dalgety seemed very interested in talking on the phone.

"Well, stay with my wife. She misses her daughter a little bit." Tang En didn't want to talk to him too much, not because he felt dirty towards Evan, but because he didn't want his wife to wait too long. If she took Teresa out of the store after a while and found herself still on the phone, she would definitely explode...

Evan Dalgety also seemed to feel the indifference in Dun En's tone, he just thought it was because he drove Tang En away and made him feel resentful towards him.

He smiled bitterly: "Tony, do you still care about what happened back then?"

"Ah?" Tang En was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. Evan obviously misunderstood. "Oh, no. Let it go. I actually buy season tickets every season, and occasionally I go to the home court to watch the game."

Of course Evan knew, because he saw Twain in the stands of the Crimson Stadium in the first home game of the Forest team in the new season.

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"Mom, what are you looking at?"

Teresa found it strange that after her mother took her into the clothing store, she didn't take her to choose clothes as usual. Instead, she turned to this corner under the pretext of "seeing by herself" and looked out through the window.

"Of course I'm looking at Dad." Shania touched the top of her daughter's head, and cast her gaze over again.

"Who is Dad calling?"

"Mom doesn't know."

Even through the window, Shania could see that Tang En's expression was not as happy as in the previous few phone calls.

Who is calling him?

Although the past was mentioned, let it pass, but since such a matter was mentioned, there was no way to bypass it. This topic immediately made Evan Dalgety feel that Tang En was further away from him, because the tone on the other end of the phone became more and more indifferent...

But in fact, Tang En was worried that Shania would come out in a while, and if he couldn't finish the call, he would suffer a lot.

It's really not good to realize that I made such a rash call. It's not suitable to talk any more. So Evan Dalgety politely wished him a good time and hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone hung up over there, Tang En felt relieved, immediately turned off the phone, put it back in his pocket, and waited for Shania and Teresa to return from shopping.

But what he waited for was the empty-handed mother and daughter.

"Didn't you buy anything?" Tang En asked with a guilty conscience.

Shania shook her head, and asked straight to the point: "Whose phone number?"

"...Evan, Evan Daugherty." Tang En hesitated for a while, and chose to tell his wife honestly.

Shania is no stranger to this name, she frowned: "What is he calling you for?"

"Just say 'Happy Birthday'." Tang En shrugged.

Shania looked at her husband suspiciously. She was too familiar with her husband. His love for football surpassed everything. Sometimes she often wondered whether this man loved herself or football...

"That's all. We didn't chat for a long time. I was worried that you would come out and see that I was still on the phone, so you would just deal with him a few words." Tang En was afraid that Shania would become suspicious, so he quickly explained.

Shania looked at Tang En, and then the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, forming an arc. Then she leaned forward, snuggled into Tang En's arms, stretched out her arms to wrap around his arms, and held Teresa with her other hand.

"I'm thirsty, I know there's a good ice cream shop, let's go!"

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Tang En, who quietly passed his fiftieth birthday with his family, did not return to the UK, but stayed in Los Angeles. When his wife was working, he took his daughter with him. When the wife is resting, the family goes out to play. Live a happy life.

People often say that at thirty one stands tall, at forty there is no doubt, at fifty one knows the destiny.

Fifty-year-old Twain felt that his destiny was like this.