Football: the history of the first ball

Xiao Jian and Li Sk listened silently.

It turned out that Wang Feng's mother came to her hometown of Karachi, Pakistan, and found that her brother, whom she had lost contact with for a long time, had already moved to a civilian area in the capital, Ramburg.

But when she chased her to the civilian area of ​​Lanbao, she heard that her brother's family had been in a car accident and had died long ago.

It was in Lanbao that Wang Feng lost contact with his mother, and his cell phone could not be reached at all.

So Wang Feng came to Lanbao City, to the civilian area where his uncle moved, but he heard that his family died five years ago. Some people knew his uncle, but no one knew his mother.

"I believe my mother must have come here to look for my uncle, but she couldn't find him. I suspect she ran out of money or encountered an accident."

Wang Feng shook his head, his eyes filled with pain.

"If I couldn't find my mother, I would never want to play football again in my life."

Xiao Jian asked: "Have you checked with the police?"

"It's useless. I went there many times and they couldn't find it at all."

Lisk couldn't help but said: "If you run out of money or the money is stolen, even if your phone is lost, your mother shouldn't stop calling you."

"You mean, my mother is dead?" Wang Feng suddenly looked angry and stood up.

"No, that's not what I meant." Li Sk was startled when he saw Wang Feng's sudden violence.

Wang Feng's eyes were red, and his emotions seemed about to explode at any moment.

Xiao Jian stood up, pressed his shoulder and said softly: "Let's sit down and talk."

Wang Feng took a deep breath and then slowly sat down.

Xiao Jian had a new understanding of Wang Feng.

No wonder he likes to fight and his emotions will suddenly go crazy. This is a person who has a hard time suppressing his emotions when his sensitivity is offended.

Xiao Jian analyzed: "Let's assume that your mother has lost money, but she can borrow a mobile phone from others to make calls, unless she doesn't remember your mobile phone number or your address. How is her memory?"

Wang Feng suddenly raised his head and said, "I remembered that my mother was hit on the head with a stool by my father last time. After the concussion, she often forgets things."

He seemed to be waking up from a dream and said: "It's bad. If her memory continues to decline, she really won't remember my phone number or even my address, so she won't be able to find me."

He looked at Xiao Jian with a look of panic on his face: "Xiao Jian, can you help me find my mother? As long as I can find her, you will be my benefactor. I will listen to you in everything."

Xiao Jian analyzed: "Let's assume that your mother's memory is declining. Even if she finds this civilian area and hears that your brother's family was in a car accident, she will have nowhere to go.

She also forgot how to contact you. If she wants to survive, I guess she won't go too far.

In this case, one may live in a nearby slum.

Wang Feng's eyes lit up: "There is a large slum area nearby, with 6000 or [-] people living there. However, some women there don't go out very much, and we can't go in and search for them one by one, otherwise they will be beaten by the male master. from."

Xiao Jian thought for a while and said, "I have a way."

A group of three people came to Lambao's largest open-air market, where second-hand clothing and various commodities are bought and sold. Basically everything they can think of is sold here.Because the price is close to the people, the market is bustling with people.

Xiao Jian found that most of the goods here were imported from China, and the prices were surprisingly cheap.

Lisk asked in disbelief. "Brother, you hired a big truck. Do you want to buy clothes here?"

"Yes, women's clothes, children's clothes, men's clothes, buy, buy, buy them for me. Buy them according to the best quality. Buy him a truckload first."

Wang Feng said embarrassedly: "I don't have money to buy a truckload of clothes. I only have [-] euros."

Xiao Jian laughed loudly when he heard this: "Li Sk and I are rich men, so of course we are the ones buying it."

Wang Feng now understood Xiao Jian's intention of buying so many clothes.