Twilight

Cui Yuezhen, the trapeze artist, did not reserve time for dinner. She only had time to meet Huang Wenxuan at the airport before boarding the plane and flying back to Los Angeles. Although Yan Duo had told her that the person she was talking to was an athlete, Cui Yuezhen still imagined that It was a bit too graceful, and when she saw a handsome young man who was about the same height as her son, she still felt a little uncomfortable.After all, she had wishful thinking that the other party would be at least a little neutral. However, compared with Huang Wenxuan, her own son looked more handsome, which made her start to murmur in her heart. Is it the man?

Cui Yuezhen hurried away with a full stomach full of doubts and a few pleasantries, and the remaining three started to walk back.

Yan Duo sat in the passenger seat and turned around to ask Gao Duoduo in the back row, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Hot pot." Gao Duoduo felt that his belly had been greatly wronged abroad, and as soon as he got off the plane, he vowed to eat back all the money he owed in the past six months.

Yan Duo doesn't eat spicy food, and he rarely eats hot pot. Besides, he is not familiar with the Dongxin District. He lowered his head and searched on his mobile phone before finding a hot pot restaurant that is close to Shanshui Yipin. He opened the navigation and gave the driver a guide according to the route. Huang Wenxuan showed the way.

"When do you start school?"

Gao Duoduo, who watched anime, kept an ear dedicated to chatting with his brother, "I just came back, so you ask me when school starts."

Yan Duo could hear the displeasure in the little fat man's tone, so he had to tell the truth, "I'll just ask casually, one year old and three generations apart, we are poor, don't we know how to chat with you?"

Gao Duoduo felt that he was valued, and his tone became lively again, "It seems that I misunderstood you, I thought you were also like me... just like our mother, and you thought I was annoying."

Yan Duo couldn't help correcting him and said: "Why would Mom find you annoying, she sometimes said that you also hate iron but not steel."

Speaking of Cui Yuezhen, Gao Duoduo became more talkative. He pressed pause on the phone screen, took off the earphones, and said solemnly: "Iron is iron, steel is steel, so what if it becomes steel? Brother, you Don't you think that being a small shop owner is a particularly shameful thing like our mother?"

Yan Duo gradually realized that Gao Duoduo seemed to be no longer the fat guy in his impression. He was not only sensitive but also a little inferior. It means that her starting point is good, and it's all for your own good." He first expressed his attitude, and then asked tentatively: "What's the matter with the owner of the small shop?"

Gao Duoduo sighed, "In the third grade, the teacher asked me to write an essay. I wrote that my dream when I grow up is to be a small shop owner. The teacher gave my essay to Uncle Zhu who came to hold the parent-teacher meeting for them. Our mother The driver before, Uncle Zhu forgot to give it to me and got out of the car, but our mother saw it. She called me and scolded me, saying that she wants to be a small shop owner, so she doesn’t need to study, so I can buy you a small one now. shop owner."

Four or five years have passed, and Gao Duoduo thinks he still remembers it so clearly. It seems that this incident hit him a bit at the time. Yan Duo suddenly felt that some people are indeed not suitable to be parents, "It's her fault. .What about your ideal now?"

Gao Duoduo leaned on the seat and raised his round face slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I don't know either."

After a moment of silence, Yan Duo said, "Actually, ideals are one thing, but reality is another, just like me. When I was young, my dream was to be a policeman, but now I am teaching." In order to enliven the atmosphere, he Touched Huang Wenxuan, "What about you? Did you like playing football since you were a child?"

Huang Wenxuan said: "My adoptive father likes football, so he sent me to football school since I was a child. I didn't expect you to dream of being a policeman."

Yan Duo said indifferently: "Because my father was a policeman when he was alive."

Huang Wenxuan knew that Yan Duo's father was tantamount to a taboo for him, so he changed the subject and said, "Help me see how many lanes are at the intersection ahead, and if you want to turn a corner, go in which lane."

"it is good."

Gao Duoduo had no choice but to order a mandarin duck hot pot. After eating the hot pot, he took him to the supermarket to buy daily necessities. Taking advantage of him not paying attention, the children stuffed a bunch of junk food into the cart. Duo wanted to throw it back, but Gao Duoduo said aggrievedly, "I didn't eat enough tonight." Yan Duo couldn't help but asked back, "Fat Cow ordered five dishes for you tonight, and you still have the nerve to say you haven't had enough?" In the end Huang Wenxuan stood up to support Gao Duoduo once, leaving behind the pile of potato chips and Coke.On the way home, Gao Duoduo endured his brother's eyesight scan and hid beside Huang Wenxuan, not daring to get too close to him.

When they got home, Yan Duo and Huang Wenxuan had just cleaned up the guest room when Gao Duoduo slipped in with a suitcase and a bunch of snacks. Yan Duo knocked on the door several times before he was willing to come out to take a shower.

It was almost ten o'clock when Huang Wenxuan and Yan Duo lay down after taking a shower.

"We're going to play a game tomorrow, so we won't do it tonight." Huang Wenxuan turned off the light, and gently held Yan Duo's hand under the quilt.

"Well, I'll take Gao Duoduo to cheer for you tomorrow." Yan Duo kissed him lightly on the lips, "My mother originally prepared a red envelope for you, but I declined it for you."

"What red envelope?"

Even if you don’t want to do it, there are some things. It’s one thing to be patient if you haven’t done it before. If you want to be patient after doing it once, the difficulty index will increase. The so-called transition from frugality to extravagance is easy, and from luxury to frugality is difficult. Although Huang Wenxuan knows that he is playing Huo, still couldn't help but gently stroked Yan Duo's waist.

Although Yan Duo was in pain last night, he was also very happy. In the past few years, he has been abstaining from desires. Occasionally, he used his hands to pass himself off, but it was not very comfortable. I have to react, "In many places in China, when a son brings his girlfriend home, the elders in the family want to give red envelopes, which are money or other valuables. It is a tradition at a good level, but it is a bad habit at a bad level. My mother gave me a card. , and didn’t say how many are in it, I didn’t want it.”

Huang Wenxuan turned sideways, feeling something pressed against his thigh, he reached out and stroked it, "My dream of getting rich was broken by you."

Yan Duo couldn't help letting out an "ah", and just as his throat overflowed, Huang Wenxuan pressed his lips and tongue with a kiss.

The sound insulation effect of Huang Wenxuan's house is particularly good. Gao Duoduo, a child who fell asleep all the way on the plane, was watching anime and eating snacks in high spirits at the moment, unaware of the lingering under the quilt next door.

The next day was Saturday, Huang Wenxuan went to work in good spirits after eating early in the morning, while Yan Duo took Gao Duoduo and Zhang Yang's pile of local products to visit relatives at his aunt's house, and asked Xiao Zhun to get two football tickets by the way , I will go to the scene to cheer for his goalkeeper in the evening.

Xiao Zhun found it fresh when he heard that Yan Duo was going to watch the game, "Aren't you afraid of smelling sweat?"

Yan Duo thought about his goalkeeper, and he was righteous, "I'll take Gao Duoduo to experience the atmosphere you mentioned. This kid is too housebound now, and he won't even leave the door of the room."

"You said it too late. There are not many reserved tickets. If the seat is not good, don't blame me."

The location was really bad. Yan Duo took Gao Duoduo, who was not interested, to find his place in the stands, and took a seat. He found that there were not many rows behind them. In T-shirts, the boy playing the drum in the distance is shirtless. He has already set up the drum and is ready to beat the drum to cheer at any time. The fans each have a scarf, and they are waiting for the camera to lift up the scarf along with the drum beat.Yan Duo saw a couple sitting in front of him and Gao Duoduo, beside him was an old man, next to Gao Duoduo was a middle-aged aunt, and beside the aunt was a six or seven-year-old boy. Are you bringing your grandson to watch the game?It's really all kinds of beings.

Looking at the people on the court from this position, except for the figure and the color of the jersey, they can't see clearly. Yan Duo watched the warm-up players start to leave the field, and it seemed that the game was about to start.

Soon the players led the younger players into the arena. When the national anthem was played, the old man next to him stood up tremblingly holding his seat. Yan Duo hurriedly gave his hand, "Be careful."

"Thank you." The old man was dark, dry, and thin, and his spirit was no worse than that of young people, but his legs and feet seemed to be weak. He supported Yan Duo's arm and shook it, and finally stood up firmly.Yan Duo turned around and saw that Gao Duoduo was still eating potato chips and watching anime, so he hurriedly pulled him up from the chair.

When the national anthem was played, the camera scanned the faces of the players one by one, and Yan Duo saw his goal on the big screen with a serious look on his face.

Before the kick-off, the players from both sides had a small ceremony to cheer together. Eleven people stood in a circle facing inward, bending over and talking. The pig's hand rested on the buttocks of his goal, and he couldn't help frowning.

There was still a complex smell floating in the air around that night.

The little friend next to him sat down and yelled that there were mosquitoes for a long time. The grandmother of the little friend took out the prepared mosquito repellent water and sprayed it, and then the uncle here probably thought it was too hot, so he smeared it on his temples twice. A layer of cooling oil, and the strong smell of inferior perfume on the long-haired beauty in front. Whenever she twisted her head, the long dyed brown hair swayed back and forth, and the strong aroma of shampoo would also float with the wind.

Yan Duo held his breath at first, but after a while he felt dizzy and dizzy. He didn't know whether it was because of his breath holding, or because he was smoked, or it might be because of the heat. Looking like a child, he took out his phone.

During the intermission, Yan Duo suddenly heard the old man next to him say: "I said, you young people, what's so interesting about that mobile phone. I have a granddaughter who is about your age, and she also holds a mobile phone at home all day long. , Eating, going to the bathroom, never leave your hands, playing with your mobile phone is more important than finding a boyfriend. A few days ago, I saw me watching football at home, and she said that the women’s football has entered the World Cup, and the men’s football is so bad. He also told me that the women's football team has such a low salary and still plays so well, and the men's football team has such a high salary and still plays like that. Many people on the Internet are clamoring for crowdfunding to disband the men's football team. Boy, tell me, everyone What kind of organization is it?"

Yan Duo choked up for a moment, "Grandpa, that crowdfunding is not an organization, it means everyone donating together, I think, crowdfunding disbands the men's football team, not to mention that there is no such operation at all, even if there is, will the General Administration of Sports agree? ? It is still possible to crowdfund some bonuses for the women’s football team.”

The old man nodded thoughtfully, "It turns out that's the case, that's why those netizens are making fun of you."

At this time, a young man next to him took up the conversation, "Don't pay attention to those trolls talking nonsense, they don't watch football at all, men's football pays high, women's football pays low, the national team pays the same, men's football earns more It’s because the salary in the club is high. Now it’s professional football, and the market and economic benefits determine the salary. Let’s talk about the Centennial Mountain that was projected in the middle circle just now. A will advertise for them in every game. How much will it cost? There are also advertisements on TV and the Internet, and the titles on the players’ jerseys. In addition to the advertising fees, you can just watch the stadium tonight. There are at least [-] fans, and there are a lot of tickets, right? The Women’s Football League has How many people watch it? Have those trolls watched it? They don’t watch it, that is, we people will watch it when we meet the women’s national team. At most, the trolls contribute some readings under the unscrupulous media. As for men’s football not being able to make it to the World Cup, but women’s football being able to make it to the World Cup, let’s not talk about the distance, let’s just talk about West Asia. Women in West Asia have to wear veils when they go out. How many women play football? In some places, women don’t even go to the stadium to watch football. So when comparing, you should not only look at your own strength, but also look at the level of your opponents. In fact, I think men's football and women's football should not be compared together at all."

The uncle found his bosom friend right away, and nodded, "Yes, that's right, my granddaughter doesn't watch football, and she doesn't understand the rules. Every time I watch the game, she likes to point fingers."

Yan Duo felt his phone vibrate, he nodded his head and saw that it was Huang Wenxuan who sent a message.

"How am I doing?"

Yan Duo sent a picture he found on Weibo just now, the one with No. 6's arm on Huang Wenxuan's butt at the beginning of the scene.Then he typed: "Remote control, motherboard, instant noodles, durian, which one do you want to try?"

The author has something to say:

Any discussion about football in this article does not represent the author's own point of view. I just put what is happening here. Everyone has a steelyard in their hearts. How to measure is everyone's freedom.