my football i call the shots

"Mom, I'm back."

Dragging his exhausted body, Gao Yi opened the door of the house. However, Gao Yi was surprised that his father, who was already sitting and drinking tea in the living room at this time, was not at home.

This is more or less abnormal.

Because, usually, Gao Xun hardly has time to go out at night.

When Gao Yi asked, Gao Xun would always answer him with a serious face: "Isn't it to supervise your studies, you brat, how dare you ask so many questions?!"

After all, Gao Yi was driven back to his room by Gao Xun to do his homework in all likelihood.

But today, there is only mother left at home, this kind of scene really makes Gao Yi not used to it.

"Son, come back."

Gao Yi's mother is always so gentle. After all, at home, most of the fathers sing bad faces and mothers sing the rhythm of red faces. Seeing her son come back with a tired body, Gao Yi's mother is also distressed to help her son pick up. over schoolbags.

"Where's dad???"

"Uh..." Gao Yi's mother seemed a little caught off guard by Gao Yi's question, and she murmured, "You said your father, oh... your father is on a business trip."

"On business trip???"

Listening to his mother's intermittent words, Gao Yi was also at a loss.This excuse is too far-fetched, isn't it, business trip? ? ?Gao Yi really couldn't believe that Gao Xun was so good as a financial worker.

Of course, Gao Yi wouldn't ask too many questions when his mother told him that. After all, his parents wanted to hide something from him, so he could only obediently admit it.

"Mom, have you eaten yet?"

"Well, your father called to tell me just now, so I ate by myself. Are you still hungry? If you are hungry, I will warm up the meal for you."

Gao Yi was taken aback when he heard that his mother wanted to warm up the meal for him, because he had eaten too much with Cao Chen and Zhang Ziyang tonight, and he couldn't bear to ask him to eat another meal.

"Uh... No need for mom, I'm going to take a shower first."

After finishing speaking, Gao Yi threw his schoolbag on the sofa, and hurriedly ran to the balcony.

"This kid is really, forgetful all day long."

……

Because of playing hot pot with Cao Chen and Zhang Ziyang tonight, Gao Yi's clothes now smell very strong of hot pot sauce. At this time, Gao Yi just wants to take a hot bath and feel comfortable.

Walking through the aisle to the corridor, Gao Yi did see that the balcony door was abnormally locked by his mother.

"What's going on? Why is it locked?"

Gao Yi wondered for a while, his clothes and pants were hanging outside.

But fortunately, after all, it is a third of the house. Gao Yi quickly found the key in the cabinet at the door of the balcony, poked at the lock hole, and with a click, the balcony door opened.

As soon as the balcony door was pushed, Gao Yi was almost taken aback by the scene in front of him.

At this time, there are a variety of jerseys, shorts, and socks hanging on the balcony. There are also many pairs of football shoes that look very old on the railing cover, including the pair that Gao Yi accidentally found in his parents' bedroom. Sneakers signed by the old man himself.

"This……"

Gao Yi was speechless for a moment. He seemed unable to believe that these football equipments would appear in his home out of thin air.

More importantly, Gao Yi can find the initials of "Gao X" on those jerseys of various colors.

"Gao X, isn't it Gao Xun? Could it be Dad's jersey???"

Indeed, Gao Yi found the word "Gao Xun" on the few jerseys with Chinese names printed on them, so that he could confirm his guess.

The jersey number of each jersey is "No. 22". There are bright red and conspicuous national team jerseys, Jilin provincial team jerseys, Jilin Aodong team jerseys, Beijing Kuanli team jerseys, and some without There are several jerseys with the team logo printed on them. These old jersey styles look more like collections full of historical taste.

"These jerseys, shouldn't they be Dad's collection???"

This idea seems to be able to fill the doubts in Gao Yi's mind, but soon, those old football shoes caused a second question mark in Gao Yi's mind.

In Gao Yi's view, his serious father is a "straight male cancer" who hates football very much. He doesn't believe that his father has played football in the past.

However, Gao Yi couldn't help but not believe it.

Because the traces left on those old football shoes can confirm the glorious past of their owners. The edges, soles, and heels of pairs of football shoes have been worn out beyond repair, but for some reason, their owners just don’t Be willing to abandon them.

Perhaps, these things are the witnesses of its past and the company of its glory days, so their owners cherish them so much, right?
"What's the matter???"

Gao Yi only felt that he had one head and two big heads, and couldn't believe everything in front of him.

Could it be that he can get drunk after eating a hot pot? ? ?
Due to the fierce visual impact, Gao Yi was a little caught off guard. He quickly collected his clothes and rushed to the bathroom, because he needed to take a comfortable hot bath to recover his confused head. .

...in half an hour...

"Wow~! Comfortable~!"

Shaking his wet hair, Gao Yi came out of the bathroom, and Gao Yi's mother just finished the housework at hand and watched the variety show in the living room.

Seeing that her son finally came out of the shower, Gao Yi's mother also said casually: "Xiao Yi, hurry up and take your schoolbag in to study. Fortunately, your father is going to play in Yanbian..."

Suddenly, Gao Yi's mother seemed to find something wrong with her words, and she changed the subject in a hurry: "Uh, I'm on a business trip to Yanbian, otherwise, your careless behavior will definitely be disciplined by your father. "

"Yanbian? Yanbian Aodong?"

Hearing his mother's flawed words just now, Gao Yi frowned: "Mom, dad, what does he have to do with Yanbian Aodong???"

"Ah??? You said Yanbian Aodong..." Gao Yi's mother was suddenly asked by Gao Yi, and she immediately didn't know how to answer.

"Mom, what about those jerseys, trousers, and sneakers on the balcony???" Seeing his mother's panic-stricken expression, Gao Yi's tone tightened immediately: "What should you and dad do?" Won't you hide anything from me???"

"What can I hide from you!?"

Gao Yi's mother seemed a little annoyed. After being questioned by her son, Gao Yi's mother really didn't know how to answer, so she could only learn Gao Xun's super nirvana in educating her son - turning his face! ! !
"You said you child, you went out to play so late all day, and you threw your schoolbag everywhere when you came back. What kind of words are you talking about?! Also, the monthly exam in November should be almost the same? You said you, review How much did you earn? Ziyang’s grades are so good, you should learn more from others. You act like a fool all day long. Don’t you know how hard it is for your parents to make money to support you and study for you? You even came to question your parents... ..."

Obviously, Gao Yi's mother, who has always been a "red-faced" role at home, was not very used to this "black-faced" role for a while. Stamping, pointing in the direction of the room with a trembling voice: "Hurry up and go back to the room to study!!!"

Obviously, Gao Yi was also frightened by his mother's anger without warning.

Gao Yi grew up with the impression that his mother was a gentle and elegant housewife, a kind and loving mother. Before that, Gao Yi had never seen his mother get so angry.

But for some reason, my mother lost her temper abnormally today.

This also frightened Gao Yi so much that he didn't dare to think about any doubts for a while. As a model of a good son, Gao Yi comforted his anxious mother with a mournful face: "Mom, don't be angry, I will never go there again. I came back after playing so late... Ah, I went in to study, study."

Seeing that his mother seemed to have a sign of another "explosion", Gao Yi was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the schoolbag on the sofa and rushed to his room, not daring to stay for a few more seconds.

"Boom..."

Hearing Gao Yi's hurried footsteps and the hasty closing of the door, Gao Yi's mother finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the sofa behind her tiredly.

At this time, Gao Yi's mother's eyes were full of mixed feelings.

It's not that she deliberately concealed Gao Yi, but some things that Gao Xun really didn't want his son to know.

That was the glory of an era, and it was also the beginning of darkness and corruption!
That is the proud past, and it is also a wound that I don't want to mention!
Gao Yi's mother just wanted to take advantage of the few days when Gao Xun left home to clean Gao Xun's yellowed jerseys, long johns, and sneakers. Yi was so surprised.

That's right, after all these years, Gao Xun has been a serious and rigorous accountant at home, and he can't tell that he is a former international footballer, a former Chinese football benchmark.

Perhaps, Gao Yi's mother shouldn't have been discovered by Gao Yi with these things full of historical traces, she should have quickly washed, dried, and put the things back to the original place when Gao Yi was not at home.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Gao Yi's mother can only use this old method of changing the subject to perfuse Gao Yi.

However, Gao Yi is not a three-year-old child. With so many dilapidated houses and such a large amount of information suddenly pouring into his mind, wouldn't he use this product of the information age to understand what he wants to know? ? ?
As everyone knows, Gao Yi, who returned to the room at this time, has already picked up his mobile phone, opened the search engine silently, and entered some keywords he saw just now one by one...