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Chapter 1028 Invitation

In a remote town in California not far from the Mexican border, outside a large farm, Pablo is wearing a cowboy hat, using a shovel to shovel the straw around him, humming a song, and pointing to the side from time to time The little wooden cart grimaced.

On the small wooden cart, a little girl who looked like a pink carving of jade was laughing non-stop, clapping her hands constantly, as if her father's singing and grimaces made her extremely happy.

"Pabo! Pabo!"

"Here is your letter! It seems to be from England."

His wife Hina came in from the outside, saw the father and daughter who were working and making fun, smiled, and handed the letter she just found in the mailbox outside to her husband.

"Letter? Let me see."

Pablo was stunned for a moment. It has been almost three years since he came to the United States. He seems to have completely waved goodbye to the past. His friends in Spain have never been in touch again. Therefore, for such a long time, few people have sent him The letter came, especially from the UK. In his impression, it seems that he has no friends there, right?

"Believe it! Believe it! Daddy, believe it!"

The little girl is almost two years old, and she can already speak some simple words. Seeing her father take off the gloves and take the new letter, the little girl yelled curiously, and stretched her hands towards the letter.

"My little baby, you don't know how to read yet. Don't worry, let Dad see it first, and then tell you, okay?"

Pablo kissed his daughter indulgently on the forehead, smiled, and opened the envelope.

The three tickets slipped from the envelope, Pablo was taken aback again, picked it up and held it in his hand, with surprise and trance between his brows, more like a memory of the past.

"I wish you could come, Pabo."

In addition to the ball tickets, there is also a piece of letter paper, the content on the paper is very simple, only a short line of words.

But it caused ripples in Pablo's heart unstoppable.

He hasn't watched football games for a long time, and he doesn't pay attention to football reports. He even forced himself to watch football games that Americans like... He thought everything was over, but when this "invitation" was in front of him Well, Pablo knew that he still loved football, but he kept this feeling in the deepest part of his heart.

"Big brother, you are the best!"

"Brother, you will be the champion! All champions... you will be on top of Europe!"

The words that little Luna once rode on her neck, waving her small fists and shouting excitedly seemed to be echoing in her ears, and Pablo's hand holding the letter paper became even stronger.

"Pabo! Pabo! What's the matter with you? You...whose letter is this?"

His wife Hina noticed her husband's abnormality and grabbed his hand nervously.

"Nothing. A friend from long ago told me he was in the final of the Champions League."

Pablo carefully put the ball ticket into his pocket, and responded to his wife like this, and then he shook his head again. Sheena is a native American, and she doesn't know much about football. Maybe what is the Champions League? , What does the Champions League final mean, she has no idea at all.

But what surprised him was that Hina smiled: "Is it a football match? Champions League, I know..."

"You know?" Pablo was surprised.

"Actually... I know you like football very much, Pabo. Although you never watch football games or pay attention to news about football, I know that you love football. Many times, you will shout in your sleep Speak out... Is that friend of yours named Fan? You seem to dream of him sometimes..."

Pablo was stunned, and then nodded, "Yes, it's Fan. He is my friend, a friend I will never forget."

"He sent me three tickets. Tickets for the Champions League final." Pablo squatted down, stroking his daughter's golden hair with both hands, "Actually...I want to go...Xina, are you going? ...And, little Luna, are you going?"

……

China, BJ.

Mrs. Lin had just put down the phone when a servant came to tell her that it was the old man of the Fan family who had come.

"The old thing is here? What are you here for? You go tell him that I'm busy and don't have time to see him, and tell him to go away!"

Mr. Lin stared, and waved his hand to let the servant chase him away.Although he and Mr. Fan are in-laws and old friends, the two of them have never been able to deal with each other very much. Apart from quarreling, they are always quarreling, chatting, playing chess, and even eating-this is also That's all, the most important thing is that every time he quarrels, he can't quarrel with the other party, which makes him very embarrassed.

So, less contact and less friction, no friction without contact, I can't quarrel with you, can't I hide from you?

Moreover, at this time, Mr. Lin was not in the mood to "quarrel" with Mr. Fan. His grandson just called and invited the Lin family to England to watch him play football.

Mr. Lin is very happy. He wants his family to prepare and then go to London together.At this time, who has the leisure to quarrel with old man Fan?Let him stay in the country alone, lonely, empty and cold!
"It's still Zhuang'er who loves me as a grandfather. Knowing that I am old, he even sent a special plane to pick me up. Okay, okay, okay! This time, the old man, I am also a capitalist, haha!"

Mr. Lin was having a family outing, leaving his old enemy Fan Lao alone in the "lonely" dream of being alone in the country, when he saw Fan Lao striding in.

"Who let you in? Someone, someone, drive him out!"

The good mood was destroyed in an instant, Elder Lin yelled with puffy eyes, and the servant next to him looked helpless—Old man, you are just pretending, this Elder Fan is your in-law, who really dares to stop him He won't let in!
Mrs. Lin gave her wife a supercilious look, and said softly, "Old man, what are you talking about? This is how you behave when your in-laws are here? It's not shameful enough!"

Mr. Lin was choked for a moment, and he was so angry that he didn't speak, while Mr. Fan found a seat and sat down on his own with a smile. By the way, he asked his servant to pour him a cup of tea.

"I said, old man Fan, you really have a big face, you just broke in by yourself, and you drank it? You really don't treat yourself as an outsider!"

Mr. Lin uttered angrily again.

Mr. Fan took a sip of tea in his spare time, put down his cup, and said contemptuously, "You think I want to come? If it wasn't for Zhuanger who asked me to pick you up to England, I wouldn't bother to take you, an old bastard!"

Then, he turned his head to look at Mrs. Lin: "Big sister, let Aiguo and them pick up and pick up, and follow me to England tomorrow... Don't follow some people, anyway, I look at him. I don't want to hitch a ride!"

"My wife and son, why should I go with you... Wait!"

Mr. Lin frowned at first, then seemed to understand something, and asked in surprise, "Could it be...the private plane that Zhuanger mentioned, is it yours?"

"It's not mine..." Old Fan spread his hands with a smile.

"..."

Mr. Lin was bewildered, and dared to mess around for a long time. The so-called special plane belonged to Mr. Fan!In this way, Zhuanger not only invited the Lin family, but also the Fan family?I wanted to look proudly at the scene of old man Fan staying in the country alone, didn't he fail?

Mrs. Lin knew her boss' bad temper, and she was afraid that such a "strike" would make him fly into a rage. She was about to step forward to comfort her, when she saw the boss jump up from the seat with a look of "teng~" Menacing look.

"Old man, you..."

Mrs. Lin couldn't dissuade him, and Mr. Lin had already walked up to Mr. Fan in three steps and two steps. Everyone thought that a "elderly boxing match" was about to kick off, but Mr. Lin's wrinkled face was like The peach blossoms were in full bloom, and she smiled brightly, "Ah, ah, ah, my in-laws, we have been friends with each other for decades... Well, the matter of going to England is settled like this, we will go there together , to cheer for Zhuang Er... The journey is so lonely, you also lack a chess opponent, don't you? I am the best candidate..."

"..."

Mrs. Lin was dumbfounded, and Mr. Fan was also dumbfounded by his old enemy's change of face.

"You are really... old man Lin, I admire you in terms of face-changing skills!" Mr. Fan shook his head helplessly, and said, "Get ready, we will leave tomorrow. I have made arrangements over there, tickets I pre-ordered it a long time ago, and then we will go to see Zhuang Er on the spot together!"

……

Spain, Barcelona.

Nadou pushed open the wooden door of the bar, and when he walked into the lobby, he went to the bar counter to pick up a beer for himself as usual, and then found a place to sit down.However, he suddenly discovered that today's Tongs bar seems to be a little different from usual.

In the past, as long as the business started here, the drinkers were very excited to chat, but today, the bar seems a little quiet. Although there are many people, everyone does not have much conversation, but looks at the direction of the bar eagerly, as if waiting for something.

"What's going on here? What happened here? Nelson, do you know what's going on? By the way, where did Fidel go?"

Nado asked in a low voice to Uncle Nelson next to him.

"Fidel went to pick up the courier." Nelson glanced at him, his face faintly excited, and he lowered his voice pretending to be mysterious, "Nado, you don't know yet, do you? In the afternoon, Fan called, He told Fidel that he sent us something. So now Fidel picks up... Ha, that Fidel guy is secretive, but we all know it, Van to us It's a ticket to the Champions League final..."

"Ticket? Champions League final!?"

Nado's eyes widened all of a sudden, he finally understood why the big guys were all looking forward to it, not to mention them, even he who heard the news was looking hopeless at this time Looking at the door of the bar.

At this time, the wooden door of the bar was pushed open again, and Fidel walked in with a box in his arms.

"Guys, I brought back the things. You all know what's in it, right? Ha, get ready, we're leaving for England the day after tomorrow... Don't worry, there are enough tickets for the game, and dozens of us will all go , all go!"

Fidel clapped the box in his hand excitedly, while the drinkers sitting in the lobby were already roaring and cheering excitedly.

"Go to England! Go to England!"

"We're going to the Champions League final! We're going to Fan's final!"

"We're going to witness Fan, the top of Europe! Haha!"

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