Football: the history of the first ball

Everyone was awakened by Wang Feng's exclamation and looked at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was seen holding the hand of a middle-aged woman, kneeling on the ground and crying loudly.

"Mom, my mother, what's wrong with you? Don't you recognize me?"

The woman he was pulling was in ragged clothes and her face was dirty, but her youthful beauty could be seen from her facial features.

But her eyes flashed with nervousness and fear, and she desperately tried to break free from Wang Feng's hand.

Xiao Jian hurriedly ran over and said to Wang Feng: "Let go of your hands first and speak slowly."

He could tell that Wang Feng's mother was frightened.

Wang Feng had no choice but to let go of his mother's hand.

Xiao Jian walked forward and asked, "You have a son, do you remember his name?"

Wang Feng's mother was obviously stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

Xiao Jian pointed at Wang Feng who was kneeling on the ground and said, "His name is Wang Feng, and he is your son."

Wang Feng looked up at his mother at this time, tears already streaming down his face.

He didn't expect that his mother would become like this after she left him, and she wouldn't even recognize him when they met.

Xiao Jian smiled and asked: "Do you remember him playing football since he was a child?"

Xiao Jian made a kicking motion.

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in Wang Feng's mother's eyes. She nodded, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

When Xiao Jian saw that there was something going on, he quickly seized the opportunity and said, "He is your son who knows how to play football. He plays football in a foreign country and came back to see you."

Wang Feng's mother looked at Wang Feng in confusion, vaguely seeming to see her son's face when he was playing football as a child.

Since she was concussed by her husband, her memory has become worse and worse. Her memory of the past is very blurry. She can't remember her son's mobile phone number, where he is, or even his face.

But now, the face of the young man kneeling on the ground slowly overlapped and became clear with the vague memory of his son who played football when he was a child.

Slowly, some memories flashed into her mind.

Her hands were trembling, and she slowly stretched out to Wang Feng's face, and Wang Feng let him touch his tear-stained face.

Suddenly, Wang Feng's mother's lips trembled, and then she suddenly let out a heartbreaking cry. She hugged Wang Feng, holding him tightly with her hands, as if she was afraid that if she let go, her son would leave him.

The mother and son held each other's hands and cried. This scene made the women around them shed tears, and Xiao Jian's eyes also turned red.

It was a happy day when Wang Feng found his mother. Xiao Jian asked Yasir to choose a few women to help him distribute clothes.

He asked Amin to take a bath with Wang Feng's mother and then change into a set of clothes.

The clothes were finally distributed, and Wang Feng's mother came back under the leadership of A Min and Wang Feng. She washed away the dirt on her face and put on a new set of local clothes, as if she was a different person.

Although she is still a little haggard, it can be seen that she must have been beautiful when she was young, otherwise Wang Feng's playboy father would not have taken a liking to her.

Her eyes were still a little confused, but his hand was holding Wang Feng tightly, and it seemed that she had completely recognized her son. This was a good sign, indicating that her memory could gradually recover.

A group of people came to Wang Feng's mother's house, which was an oilcloth tent. It can only be said that they were impoverished and had nothing worth taking away.

Yasir said that when Wang Feng’s mother first came here, she still had some money and spent money to build this tent.

Later it was discovered that she had memory problems, but she would follow everyone to the garbage dump every day to look for things, and she could barely maintain her life alone.

Xiao Jian asked Yasir if there was anyone who had helped Wang Feng’s mother. Yasir pointed to a middle-aged woman and said that she took Wang Feng’s mother to pick up garbage every day and often helped her. If it weren’t for her, Wang Feng’s mother would Life will be harder.

When Wang Feng heard this, he immediately stepped forward to express his gratitude and said that this tent was given to her.

The middle-aged woman also knew that Wang Feng's mother was leaving, so she held Wang Feng's mother and talked for a long time.

When Wang Feng's mother talked to her, she was able to communicate normally, and even said that I found my son and was leaving with him. Thank you, thank you for taking care of me.

This made Wang Feng very happy. He found that his mother's language expression skills had improved a lot since she recognized him.

In the evening, Xiao Jian did not break his promise and led everyone to a high-end hotel in Lanbao for a big meal.

During the dinner, Li Sk was in a hurry, Wang Feng and his mother were talking happily, and Amin ate his meal politely, which was in sharp contrast to Li Sk.

Xiao Jian was deep in thought. Regarding Wang Feng, he had to find a way to train him and change him.

In the evening, Xiao Jian booked a room for Wang Feng's mother in the hotel where he stayed. After her mother went to bed, Xiao Jian called Wang Feng out.

Xiao Jian found his mother for him and traveled thousands of miles to find him. Wang Feng was full of gratitude to Xiao Jian.

Xiao Jian is definitely going to sign a contract with me, so just give everything you have to repay Xiao Jian.As for the conditions, I won't talk about them. As a player who has been fired, what qualifications do I have to negotiate.

Xiao Jian and Wang Feng were sitting in the rest area on the first floor. Xiao Jian took a deep look at Wang Feng and said, "Wang Feng, please retire. Don't play football again in this life."

"Ah?" Wang Feng was dumbfounded.

You spent thousands of miles to find me and did charity to find my mother. But instead of signing a contract with me, you stopped letting me play football. You are so busy, what are you trying to do?