The third section of the old man in the mountains (3)
After joking with his family for a while, Wang Ai returned to his room in the backyard. The yard on the Houhai side has been renovated, but Wang Ai doesn't want to move there for a while. He has too little time in the country. He can't move there in a year.
It's good to live there for a month. It's not good to spend the rest of the time there.
Although the parents' side is a bit small, they can come and go without worrying about anything. Moreover, there are only two of them in the entire backyard. Except for a utility yard at the end, there are four rooms and a gym. Each room costs more than 30 yuan.
Square meters is not too small, not to mention there is a yard.
In fact, it is very comfortable for a big family to live in a yard of nearly 1,000 square meters, but isn't there a condition? Compared to a more private building, Wang Ai is still used to seeing the blue sky, white clouds, sun, moon and stars when he goes out.
Now I can jump around in the house, but the building is finally stuck.
After packing his luggage, he looked at the time, went out and said hello to Kangsi next door, asking her to call him at night. Wang Ai went to bed and fell asleep wrapped in a quilt. In the past half season, Wang Ai has battled wits with various people.
, fighting desperately in various battlefields, I didn’t feel that I had arranged work and rest as well as possible when I was in the UK, but when I got home, my whole body felt sleepy like a tide, so I fell asleep as soon as I lay down.
I was pushed awake in a daze, and suddenly I remembered that there were activities in the evening, and the leaders of the Football Association were waiting. So I quickly got up and went to the bathroom. Kang Si and Xu Qinglian followed closely to wait on me. Wang Ai lowered his head to wash his face and asked: "Hot water?"
Yet?"
"Yes." I didn't hear anyone's answer clearly.
Wang Ai raised his head and waved, and the two girls exited. Wang Ai took off his clothes and flushed the water. There was no time. Wang Ai really wanted to lie in the bathtub and soak in it. After the flushing was finished, he came out and said something to Xu Qinglian.
, and hurriedly took his trophy out and got into the car.
"You should also rest tomorrow." Wang Ai said to Zhao Dan in the car.
"No, there's no point in just going home for a few days. Brother Yan's home is in Beijing and it's different from mine." Zhao Dan shook his head: "I will take annual leave when I come back tomorrow in the summer."
"Okay. Do you want to take a nap this afternoon?"
"Yeah." Zhao Dan smiled and said, "There are other guards at home, so I'm relaxed."
It was already dark in front of the dilapidated building at No. B3, Longtanhu Road. People passing by looked at the group of people at the door curiously. Occasionally, when they got closer, they could see the familiar face of Yan Shiduo.
Hey, what are you doing? The leader is coming to inspect? No, what time is it? Who is it?
In the distance, the car lights flashed, and a plain van drove to the door. Before the car stopped, I heard someone in the car shouting "Ouch, ouch, ouch," and then he opened the door and a big man jumped out and went straight to Yan Shiduo.
Not only did I hug one person first, and then hug them one by one, but I hesitated for a while when I came to Vice Chairman Xue Li and hugged me anyway.
The tall and thin man hugged and muttered: "I miss me so much! I miss me so much!"
The lineup of the leaders of the Football Association was immediately thrown into chaos. Who would have thought that Mr. Golden Ball would come here? Isn't it good to behave yourself?
Well, that's not good. This is just to move the situation that Wang Ai was worried about from the airport to the entrance of the Football Association. Is it okay to shake hands with the leaders one by one? So, eh? It's better to make a fuss like this so that no one is embarrassed.
"Okay, okay, Xiao Wang, go in and talk to your senior sister." Yan Shiduo urged among the noisy crowd.
Until this moment, the passers-by who were watching the fun could not be sure that the guy jumping up and down like a monkey turned out to be Wang Ai himself!
A dozen passers-by immediately crowded over, and Wang Ai quickly asked the leaders to go upstairs. It was the depth of winter in the twelfth lunar month. Although he asked what time he would arrive on the way, he shouldn't have to wait for a few minutes, but it was not good to be outside in the cold.
The leaders went back, and Wang Aicai shook hands with a dozen passers-by and fans for seven or eight minutes before saying goodbye.
"Where's your hat? And your gloves and glasses?" On the way to the cafeteria, the senior sister who had been waiting asked curiously: "I saw them just now."
Wang Ai shrugged: "I'll give it away. It's such a cold day and they waited for me for a long time, grabbing me and chatting non-stop. It's not good that I didn't say anything, right?"
"You are so generous. Your hat is quite expensive, isn't it?"
"It's not expensive. It's just an ordinary Adidas baseball cap. It only costs a few yuan."
Just as he was talking, he arrived at the cafeteria. Different from the slightly dark corridor, the inside was bright and decorated. On the small podium, there was a banner: "Warmly celebrate our country's athlete Wang Ai for winning the Golden Globe Award!"
There were not enough waiters in the cafeteria, so several vice-chairmen, including several vice-chairmen, acted as waiters, serving dishes from the back kitchen. At the main table, Yan Shiduo was chatting with someone. Wang Ai took a closer look and saw that the person at the main table was coming without notice.
Director Liu, next to him are Director Yuan, Wang Junsheng and other old leaders who have retired or been transferred, and on the other side are old coaches such as Nian Dashuai and Qi Wusheng.
Seeing Wang Ai appear at the door of the cafeteria, Director Liu stood up with a smile on his face and greeted: "Come on, Xiao Wang, come on!"
Wang Ai bared his teeth and walked forward happily. He glanced around and saw that everyone was smiling at him sincerely, and there were no media. Wow, it’s really like her mother’s family!
Holding Director Liu's hand with both hands and shaking it, he listened to the leader say: "Xiao Wang, very good, you did a good job, the bureau is proud of you!"
"I don't want to take it, I don't want to take it. I still have to learn more from everyone."
When Director Yuan arrived, the old man let Wang Ai hold his hand with a tigerish face, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Wang, you have to keep working hard."
"Hey, definitely, hehe."
Director Yuan patted Wang Ai on the head, sat down with a smile, and watched Wang Ai chatting with others. Marshal Nian had inconvenience in his legs and feet, so Wang Ai held him down and kept the old man from standing up, and even said, "I can't afford it."
"The old man didn't force it, and said with a smile: "Show me the trophy later."
After shaking hands, Wang Ai turned around and saw someone. He was stunned and blurted out: "Director Liu? Why are you here?"
Liu Guoliang smiled awkwardly: "I, I don't know either."
As they spoke, the two looked at Director Liu together. Director Liu laughed loudly, pointed at Wang Ai and said, "Didn't you tell me when you were interviewed by "France Football" that your 'stone ball' was learned from Xiao Liu?
Half a master, now that you have become an apprentice, you must not forget the master."
"Yes!" Wang Ai nodded approvingly, looked back at Liu Guoliang, took a step back and bowed: "Master Liu, I will never forget your advice back then. Today you have accomplished a great feat, please accept my bow."
Liu Guoliang couldn't avoid it, so he simply broke the pot and threw it. He had a lively temper, and nodded with his hands behind his back: "Beware of arrogance and impetuosity, and keep moving forward!"
"As you command!"
In those years when Chinese football was not good, table tennis replaced football and became the belief in Chinese society and the hearts of the Chinese people. So maybe some people don't know Wang Ai, but they must know Liu Guoliang. Wherever he is, he is almost at home.
