If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?
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Malaga, an important city in southern Spain, is located on the famous Costa del Sol, surrounded by mountains and two rivers that flow into the Mediterranean Sea.
This is a city with a long history. The Phoenicians founded malaka here 1,000 years ago. The name may come from the Phoenician word for "salt" because the fish near the port here are relatively salty.
About seven centuries later, the Roman Empire conquered the Carthaginian Spanish region, including Malaga. Beginning in the fifth century, the Visigoths brought Malaga under their rule.
In the eighth century AD, the Moors conquered Spain and Malaga became an important trading center. After that, Malaga once again became a Christian-dominated city.
At the same time, this is also a city with beautiful scenery. Picasso once said: Those who have not experienced the sunshine of Malaga cannot create Cubist painting art.
The sky on the Costa del Sol in Malaga is a kind of cobalt blue with a shimmering silk feel, and the calm Mediterranean sea also appears a heavy gray-blue when the sky is clear, which is very charming.
Occasionally for a few days in winter, the top of the mountain will be crowned with white snow, which is an extremely beautiful moment.
The southern district of Malaga is the city's slums, where people of all ethnic groups live at the bottom of society. Due to ethnic beliefs and other reasons, conflicts between ethnic groups continue, the crime rate remains high, and there are many gangs.
The Alca community is an ordinary community in the south of Malaga, where a group of immigrants from all over the world live, including more than 2,000 immigrants from China.
Zhang Xian is the proprietress of an ordinary grocery store in this community. Like her husband Li Xianqi, she is a second-generation immigrant. This grocery store is mainly run by Zhang Xian. Li Xianqi rarely sees people except during meal times.
Zhang Xian has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son, Li Chuanrui, is a junior at the University of Malaga, a famous university in Malaga. The second son, Li Chuanqi, is a sophomore in a public high school and plays in the Spanish third division for a team called Santa Malaga.
League.
The Spanish Serie D is the lowest level league in Spain and is also called the amateur league by Spanish fans. There are more than 360 teams in total.
The competition system of the D-League is also very similar to amateur competition. It is a promotion system. The divisional competition advances to the regional competition, and the regional competition advances to the final national finals.
The youngest daughter Li Xiaofeng attends a local private primary school.
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The weather in Malaga in June 2011 was hot, and the best place to go was of course Sun Beach, with sunshine, sandy beaches, and beautiful women.
So there are very few pedestrians on the road.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sunny sky suddenly darkened, and a storm was brewing in the clouds.
Zhang Xian took advantage of the time when no one was buying anything, stewed the ribs in the pressure cooker and steamed the rice in the rice cooker. After finishing these tasks, she wiped her hands and went back to the checkout counter of the grocery store.
The grocery store is on the first floor, with the store in the front, the kitchen and dining room in the back, and the family's bedroom on the second floor.
"Sister Xian, come and pack the camel, my brother Xian is not at home?"
A Chinese man in his thirties, wearing a clean yellow T-shirt and gray shorts, handed over money and asked Zhang Xian who had just sat down with a smile.
"Isn't this Tian Feng..."
Before Zhang Xian could speak, a bold voice came from not far away.
Zhang Xian suddenly lost interest in talking, took the money, and handed the man a pack of Camel cigarettes.
"Brother Xian!"
Tian Feng took the cigarette and said to the bold voice with a smile: "Brother Xian is back for dinner?"
"That's right...it's going to rain soon, so I'll be back early."
The bold voice patted Tian Feng on the shoulder, stared at the one-foot-long scar on his right arm that had just healed, and asked: "Are you ready?"
Tian Feng's eyes were a little moist. As he opened the cigarette in his hand and handed one to the man, he sighed: "Brother Xian, if you hadn't saved the situation last time, my arm would have been destroyed."
The man took the cigarette and waved his hand and said: "We are all Chinese. It is not easy to live in this hellish place. Of course we must help if we can."
Zhang Xian stared at the man and said in a bad tone: "All I do is fight and kill all day long, and I don't do anything serious!"
The man was not angry because of Zhang Xian's words. He lit the cigarette, puffed out the smoke with satisfaction, and then said to her flatteringly: "Honey, is the meal ready? I'm starving!"
This man with a bold voice is Zhang Xian's husband Li Xianqi.
"I didn't do it!" Zhang Xian said angrily: "I have to run this store by myself, and I have to do housework and eat by myself!"
Li Xianqi smiled and said: "Even if you don't do it for me, you must do it for the two children..."
Tian Feng, who was standing aside, said to Li Xianqi: "Brother Xian, I envy you very much. The eldest brother is in college, and the two younger ones are obedient. Unlike the three guys in my family, hey..."
After sighing, Tian Feng said enthusiastically: "Anyway, Sister Xian hasn't cooked yet, so it's better to choose a different day. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Zhang Xian became unhappy when he heard this and said to Tian Feng: "He can't be seen all day long. He just wants to get together with the children during dinner. If he dares to go, he won't be able to come back tonight."
Go home and sleep on the street!"
Li Xianqi patted Tian Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "We will arrange the meal later. My wife is right. If there is nothing special, I will have dinner at home."
Tian Feng had no choice but to say: "Okay, I'll find a meal during your free time later."
Li Xianqi waved to him and walked into the grocery store, heading towards the kitchen, as if he was really going to cook.
"You just dropped rice, don't touch it."
Zhang Xian yelled at her husband, muttering and cursing in a low voice: "No one in the family can worry, they are all reincarnated by starving ghosts."
Speaking of this, she thought of her eldest son Li Chuanrui, who was a junior at the University of Malaga, and couldn't help but have a rare smile on her face.
The eldest son was not worried when he was young. He has always wanted to be a professional player since he was a child. How could this be possible in this place where Chinese exclusion is serious?
Zhang Xian didn’t believe it anyway.
The eldest son joined the Malaga youth team when he was nine years old. He was told by others that he was very talented in football and that he might become a professional player.
Who knew that when I was thirteen, I had an accident and my right leg was seriously injured. My dream of becoming a professional player was shattered.
Zhang Xian originally thought that her eldest son would become depressed, but what happened next made her extremely happy.
The eldest son turned his interest to studying, his grades improved rapidly, and he was finally admitted to the famous University of Malaga in Spain.
This was the first Chinese Malaga student in this community, and it shocked the entire Chinese community.
Everything is inferior, only reading is superior.
Although she is a second-generation immigrant, Zhang Xian still agrees with this sentence.
"Mom, I'm starving. What can I cook tonight?"
A crisp and familiar voice brought Zhang Xian, who was immersed in her eldest son's pride, back to reality.
"Xiao Feng, the meal has to wait a while...you drink those cold cokes again...you damn kid!"
When she saw her daughter opening the freezer, taking out a bottle of Coke and drinking it, Zhang Xian looked at her angrily and dotingly.
The girl got comfortable, made a face at Zhang Xian, and then jumped into the kitchen.
At this moment, the sky became darker and darker.
"Crack!..."
Lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, piercing the dark sky, and heavy rain fell from the sky.
Zhang Xian walked out of the store and found that her second son Li Chuanqi had not come back yet. She cursed in a low voice: "If you don't go home early in such a crazy weather, let's see how I deal with you tonight!"
"No one has peace of mind!"
Zhang Xian hurried back to the store and wiped her arm dripping with rain with a towel.
"What?"
Suddenly the husband's voice came from the kitchen: "You said Huzi was struck by lightning?!"
Huzi is the nickname of the second son Li Chuanqi.
Zhang Xian's face turned pale instantly, the towel in her hand fell to the floor, her legs became weak, and she sat on the chair.
