Chapter 698 Fake cloudy sky (8)

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"Well." Wang Ai looked over Huang Xin's shoulder at the sunset outside the window: "I am also cruel."

"You are the head of the family, how can you survive if you are a mother-in-law? Okay, let's go have dinner, I guess everything is ready."

The two of them came out of the room together. As expected, the restaurant was filled with laughter and laughter. From a distance, Leonie could be heard boasting about her experience as a secretary.

At eight o'clock in the night, Wang Ai put the children to sleep and pinned the two new mothers in the bedroom: "I will be back in less than two months. Don't worry. Just be good."

Huang Xin and Kang Si carried their luggage respectively and took the security guards who had returned from vacation to board the car. Soon they arrived at the airport and looked at the quiet Textile Worker in the night sky. A month and a half later, the plane had not yet

As the "saint phenomenon" subsided and was forgotten by people, the International Health Organization wanted to award it, many wealthy people called to ask if they could collect it, and the Aviation Administration awarded the crew of this aircraft the title of "Hero Crew"...

And Wang Ai, who is responsible for all this, is still mentioned and discussed by people from time to time. For example, a reporter wrote a blockbuster article a few days ago, claiming that after careful calculation, Wang Ai actually supported the actual work across Europe in early April.

The expenditure was not 300 million euros, but 700 million euros, because Wang Ai got a discount when buying medicines from Sinopharm Group.

"We can't let the king brag about himself!"

However, this malicious report aroused ridicule from netizens. One is that Wang Ai never said how much money he spent, and the other is that 300 million and 700 million are both astronomical figures.

Martin of "Marca" forwarded a comment: "How much it cost is just a number. The point is that at that time, someone came from the other side of Eurasia to help us!"

Wang Ai stared at the silhouette of the female textile worker in a daze for a moment, and then quietly boarded the plane. She took out her phone and called her parents. After thinking about it, she called Lao Gao again. The phone was connected and the plane had already taken off.

The Madrid airport was as "depressed" as the Beijing airport. The textile worker's number landed quickly. Under the guidance of the enthusiastic staff, Wang Ai and his team took out the nucleic acid test certificate, measured their body temperature, and were reminded to quarantine at home for half a month.

Then walked out of the airport.

Qian Ziqiang and Zhang Guangkai came to Iveco's home a day in advance. Everyone filed in and drove quietly on the streets of Madrid. In the past, you could see pedestrians passing by even in the middle of the night, but now it is equally deserted.

"By the way, Real Madrid said that the Bernabeu is under renovation and the next games of this season will be played at the Di Stéfano Stadium." Kangsi reminded Wang Ai.

"Yeah, I thought of it." Wang Ai nodded: "Renovation is on the one hand, but the main reason is that the Bernabeu is too big and there are no fans, so the cost of using the Bernabeu is too high."

"That's true." Kang Si looked out the window: "It's just a pity."

"What's a pity? We've been using it at the Bernabeu for four and a half years."

"I mean, if you really help Real Madrid regain their glory, you can't do it at the Bernabeu."

"Are you stupid? The final wasn't at the Bernabeu?"

"Ah? Oh, hehe."

Talking and laughing all the way to the door of the house, Qian Ziqiang had turned on the lights in the house before coming out, dispelling the melancholy in the hearts of everyone who had traveled a long way, and countless interesting things that happened in this house came back to their minds.

"Has the water been released into the backyard swimming pool?" Wang Ai walked into the yard and asked.

"The plastic sheet has been removed, and the water is waiting for you to put it in." Zhang Guang said with a smile.

"Hey, how did you know that I like to watch sex?"

"Because every time the water is released, you squat on the side and watch it, and you don't leave until it is full."

Huang Xin also joined in the fun: "He loved playing with water when he was a child."

"Really? Why didn't I know?" Wang Ai asked curiously.

"That's because you forgot." Huang Xin smoothed her hair in the night wind: "Once I went to your house and found that you had placed two large basins in the middle of the living room, filled with various glass bottles, and you still said hello

I'm playing together."

"Hey, that's strange to say. I still don't understand what's so fun about it."

Wang Ai said "Ah" full of memories: "Under the sun, the clean and transparent glass bottle, the clean and pure water, whether it is filling or pouring, gives me a holy feeling. The water splashes drop by drop, and can even

See a little bit of the rainbow.”

"No wonder you got water all over the floor and I have to wipe it for you every time."

Wang Ai walked into the house happily with his hands behind his back, as if he had gone back to more than 20 years ago.

The men and women started working together, and soon the small amount of dust in the room was cleared away, and everyone quickly fell asleep.

Because the trip back this time was short, it was not time for Xiaohua to separate from the children, so Xiaohua and Sanhua were left at BJ. Anyway, Xiaohua adapted very well, and Sanhua actually felt good after two months of torture.

stand up.

As soon as I woke up at dawn, the supermarket delivery person came. It turned out that the business was not good, but the supermarket people were working hard. I heard that a big customer was coming, so I came here early. I heard that the order was from Wang Ai, and I even talked to Wang Ai.

Ai met once and said many words of thanks.

When the epidemic was severe, almost all employees in this supermarket were infected. Fortunately, the Chinese herbal medicine sent by Wang Ai was able to survive.

"No, not really." Wang Ai smiled and waved his hand: "I just happened to catch it."

"It may not be a big deal to you, but it is a matter of life and death to us." The supermarket employee asked the boss for instructions and gave him a discount on anything he said.

Wang Ai had no choice but to go back to his house and pick up two signed jerseys as gifts to the people in the supermarket.

"The next work will be difficult." Anna looked at the grains and vegetables on the ground in distress: "What do European fans think of you? Should we promote it as a Saint or a super giant?"

Wang Ai bent over to clean it up and said: "It's still super big. I guess the reporters will come to see me soon after the news of my return spreads. I'll accept an interview to clarify it."

"How good are saints? If the saint doesn't come, the saint is the only one." Anna said with a smile.

"Don't." Wang Ai quickly shook his head: "You can't get involved in this cause and effect, let alone my faith, my country, and even those things in religion. I don't want to touch it. If I meet an extreme religious lunatic, I will be in danger.

.”

Anna nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, this is easy to happen here. The more holy you are, the more people want to kill you and the stronger the motivation. It's better not to get involved."

In the morning, Wang Ai tried the Internet and had a video chat with the team members of the college. The college is also on vacation now, but there are people on duty. The team members are not on duty, but they still need to maintain daily contact at home, especially Wang Ai.

Between Ai and Lao Liu.

The Football Association's anti-corruption campaign has not stopped with the epidemic. It is continuing to deepen and expand. The epidemic is under control, and we can't run away even if we want to. We have to catch it firmly.




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