Vol 2 Chapter 1: Long-lost warmth

Dalin International Airport, terminal building.
Yi Weihong took a special leave to pick up his son at the airport.
Three years!
The family has been separated for a full three years. Yi Weihong does not want his son to be fake, and Yi Le ’s performance in Europe is so good. Recently, many reporters have found him and want to interview him about his experience in Yi Yi.
But Yi Weihong is a physical education teacher. He is not a special professional. He can only inject poisonous chicken soup into his mind.
Yile's good performance in Europe even made Yi Weihong nicknamed. A football school on the south side opened an annual salary of 1 million for him to teach the echelon children's team, but Yi Weihong refused.
On the one hand, the South is too far, the son is far away in Britain, and now he has also gone to the South, this family can not pass?
On the other hand, he is a person who seeks stability. The teacher has a very good profession and teaches and educates people. Although the income is not too high, it is enough for their family.
Of course, for the recognition of the football school in the south, Yi Weihong also felt that he had a face.
He knew that all this was the influence of his son. At this moment, he finally had the feeling that his son had grown up.
Stood at the pick-up gate, and Yi Weihong wanted to wear his eyes. He picked up the airport but avoided some reporters this time. His son said that he only wanted to go home for a while and did not want to be interviewed.
Finally, people began to walk out of the exit one after another.
Yi Weihong continued to recognize the crowd with his heels.
Finally in the crowd, he saw a young man, dressed in a pair of black shorts, a white T-shirt, sneakers under his feet, sunglasses, and two foreigners beside him.
Despite not seeing it for three years, Yi Weihong recognized his son at once and shouted in surprise: "Son !!!-"
Yi Le also looked around, but when he saw Yi Weihong, he also shouted in surprise: "Dad!"
Father and son finally merged, Yi Weihong grabbed Yi Le's hands, looked up and down, and looked proudly: "Good boy, I heard that I won the championship?"
"Well, I am still the FMVP in the midfield position!" Yi Le proudly raised his chest, said.
"What P?" Yi Weihong was a little embarrassed.
Yi Le smiled and said: "It's the best player."
"Oh oh!" Yi Weihong was even more delighted, hammering Yi Le's chest, said: "Give your father a face!"
"Hey."
The two chatted for a while. Yi Weihong turned to look at the two foreigners behind Yi Le and asked, "Which of these two are?"
Yile just reacted and quickly introduced.
First, he pointed to Perey and said, "Dad, this is my agent, Perey Guardiola."
After talking, Yi Le was still mysterious and said, "He has a younger brother named Pep Guardiola."
Yi Honghong immediately opened his eyes and exclaimed: "Brother melon bald? I said it looks like it."
Pere Guardio stretched his hand and the two shook hands friendly.
Then, Yi Weihong's eyes flicked towards Mansa Clayton, but he frowned, and pulled Yi Lei whispered, said: "Son, you know, you can play, but we want to find Chinese."
Yi Le burst into tears and laughed, saying: "Dad, what do you say, this is my personal trainer. But other people hold international coach qualifications, professionals, there is no comparison with yours."
Yi Weihong was not happy anymore, who would look down upon?
"Sometimes ago, a football school in the south opened me with 1 million annual salary, and I didn't go!"
Yi Le shook his head secretly, it was n’t me who attacked you, people would eat you for more than a year in a month!
A group of people walked out of the airport, and Yi Weihong invited Perey and Mansa to take his Wuling SUV into the city.
Walking into the city, they first settled Perey and Mansa.
Perey had already booked a hotel in London, a five-star hotel by the sea.
After sending the two back, Yi Le and Yi Weihong drove away.
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On the way home, Yi Weihong also opened the conversation box and kept asking while driving.
After a while, ‘How about Messi? ’,‘ Have you seen Ronaldo? ’,‘ What ’s it like playing in Europe? ’ ’,‘ Are those players playing football very well? "The right one is an authentic fan.
He hasn't seen any big stars in his life, he watched them through the game, he finally caught the opportunity, and he had to get to the bottom of the posture.
Yi Le was tortured along the way, coping with his dad finally returning to his community, which was clean.
Family Building of Water Resources Bureau.
Sounds like a good name, it has a fan, but it is actually one of the few elderly communities in Dalin.
As soon as I saw this familiar old community and some old buildings, Yi Le felt kind of immediately.
Yile's family is not rich and rich, parents are people's teachers, a month's salary of 4000-5000, working hard all his life will buy such a house in Dalin.
Thinking of this, Yi Le blushed a little and made some money in Europe. He didn't send it to his home at all.
Building No. 702.
Watching his father take out the key and turn the door lock, the moment the door was opened, the familiar smell of smoke came out.
Along with the sound of opening the door, there was also a scream in the kitchen.
"Yeah !!"
I saw that Wang Huimin was wearing an apron, still holding a spatula in his hand, and stood staring at the door, looking at a lot of strong Yi Lei, tears could not help falling down.
"Higher! Also thinner!"
Wang Huimin remembered that Yi Le was in her early 165s before she left. In a blink of an eye, three years later, she has already surpassed her father and has grown to 180, which makes her proud and distressed.
Hurriedly urged Yi Le to enter the house, and Wang Huimin went back to the kitchen to work.
Yi Weihong took advantage of Wang Huimin's walk into the kitchen, and naggingly walked into the balcony. When he came out, his arms were bulging.
"Dad, what is this?" Yi Le asked curiously as he looked at Yi Weihong's bulging arms.
Yi Weihong smiled and pulled something out of his arms. What appeared in front of him was a Millwall uniform with the back number 21 engraved on it.
It is Yi Le's Millwall uniform!
Yi Weihong proudly said: "What kind of son? Is it exactly the same as the original one? The high imitation I bought on Taobao cost me more than 700 yuan."
Yile couldn't help crying: "Dad, are you up to it? Just say it, and I'll bring it to you."
"That can be the same." Yi Weihong hid the uniform from the new one to the balcony, and walked back carefully before saying; "Don't tell your mother."
Yi Le raised his eyebrows slightly and reacted.
"Dad, where did you get the money?"
"Be quiet!" Yi Weihong glared and then coughed: "Save it a little bit."
Yi Le shook his head funny, took his backpack from the side, then glanced at the kitchen again, took out an envelope from it and passed it.
"Dad, don't let mom know, save it!"
Yi Weihong's eyes lit up immediately, and immediately took the thick envelope, while extending his thumb, praised: "Son, you are the best!"
Soon, a sumptuous dinner was set.
Yile is an athlete ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There are strict regulations on diet, but this time it is a break, the mother does not eat the meals, and the sky is thunderous.
After the family finished the meal, the father had two whole bottles, but Yi Le refused.
It's okay to eat, drinking is really free.
After eating, Yi Le handed a bank card to Wang Huimin.
"Mom, this is the saved money, you and your dad will use it first."
Wang Huimin didn't say anything, Yi Weihong came first.
"No, my mother and I have enough wages. Your consumption is high in Europe. You keep it. Don't worry about us."
Yile couldn't help crying and laughing. Just now you were so happy to collect the money.
Yile still stuck the bank card to her mother, and then said: "I have a very high salary now, 40,000 pounds, don't worry about me."
"Forty thousand dollars is higher than anything." Yi Weihong refused to wave. He has only seen the RMB in his life, and he is really insensitive to the exchange rate.
Instead, Wang Huimin took the card, glanced at her husband, and said: "Look at your interest, what is 40,000 yuan, which is 350,000 yuan."
Yi Le secretly likes it. My mother is worthy of being a math teacher, and it is really fast.
"What? 350,000 a month?" Yi Weihong was a little dumbfounded.
Yi Le appropriately added fire, said: "Cough, it is 350,000 a week."
Yi Weihong: "........."
Wang Huimin: "........."