"You two little ancestors, one is a boy who is getting married, and the other is a girl who is getting married. Don't you think you are not old enough? When you meet, you start to fly like crazy. Are you enemies in your previous life? Can't you just stay calm for a while? What is it like?
talk?"
Seeing the two of them acting like this when they came up, Ye Hua's mother felt a headache. She simply put away the snacks and went to work. She was going back to her hometown soon. The place had to be settled and cleaned up. It was very busy.
The two siblings were definitely not at ease when they met. They hadn't changed at all over the years, so they didn't bother to talk to them anymore.
At this moment, Ye Qiulan loosened his grip on Ye Hua's ears, and punched Ye Hua with his fist. He suddenly let out a choked sob: "You bastard, you haven't been home for three years, so I called you for a perfunctory job.
You didn't give your specific address when asked where you were, so we all thought you were being deceived into a pyramid scheme, but you didn't know that your family was worried to death and almost called the police."
Ye Hua, who was rubbing his ears, was suddenly confused. He immediately crossed his arms and held his chin in one hand, circling Ye Qiulan, looking at her from all directions with his eyes like a scanner.
"What are you doing, your eyes are so perverted, little Yezi, what do you mean?" Ye Qiulan suddenly felt panicked.
"You actually care about me? You seem to be crying, tsk tsk tsk..." Ye Hua's expression was exaggerated.
Ye Qiulan gradually became cold...
Ye Hua, who had diverted his attention, shook his head and said to himself: "It's impossible, it's impossible, I'm afraid I saw a fake Ye Qiuling, oh... that's not right, the technique just now was so damn familiar, I'll let it go.
I will definitely not forget it even if I am suffering from amnesia. The smell and the strength are still so familiar. This is really unmistakable. Yeah, it’s unmistakable. Yes, yes, yes, I understand, you are just caring about your toys, drink!"
Ye Hua looked at his sister triumphantly, and was shocked at the sight. In an instant, he turned sideways and successfully dodged a slipper flying in the air. He dodged it perfectly, and then said with a look of shame that he wanted to be beaten: "I can't hit you."
, Are you angry? It’s enough to dominate my entire childhood. Labor and capital are no longer your toys, Ye Qiulan. Alas, I escaped again, agility +3, haha, I’m asking you if you are angry?”
Ye Qiulan's sudden words of concern made Ye Hua's heart warm, but he didn't know why. He was moved but the words he said were completely opposite to his heart. He just wanted to make her angry for no reason.
"I beat you because you are a bad person." Ye Qiulan didn't know why. When he saw this younger brother, he wanted to beat him. Both shoes flew out but they were still missing. Ye Qiulan searched for the nearest "weapon" and quickly locked it.
He picked up a football on the floor, stepped lightly on his little foot and exerted force. The football seemed to have spirituality and was swimming on the two slender legs.
Ye Hua was stunned for a moment when he saw this picture, and said with a sense of novelty: "Hey, not bad, I didn't expect you to play freestyle football, sister... Oh, it's just a pity, even if you can play with a big ball,
, but your balls are just two ping pong balls...tsk tsk tsk..."
God is stingy. When you open a window, you will definitely close a door. He gave Ye Qiulan a pair of model legs and a celebrity face, and also brought an airport with a pair of capital A's. I can't afford it!
As soon as my brother said these words, Ye Qiulan was stunned, and immediately turned to stone after reacting: "Little Ye Zi, you are such a pervert, you are looking for death..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Qiulan kicked out this angry kick at the speed of light. The next moment, Ye Hua, who was originally defensive, had already expected that his sister's hidden killer move was on the ball.
With this kick, the football flew out with an initial velocity and a reflection arc length that exceeded Ye Hua's. It was directly blurred in the face, which was terrible to see.
"Why is it always me who gets hurt?" Ye Hua covered the left side of his face and was about to cry without tears.
"Because you always do something mean!" Ye Qiulan clenched her small hands into fists, her chest rose and fell, and she bit her silver teeth with a fierce look on her pretty face.
"Are you talking about you when you were a child? Doesn't it mean you at that time..." Ye Hua replied.
"Ye Hua, I'll kill you!" Ye Qiulan stamped her feet angrily.
…
The two siblings had not seen each other for almost three years. When they met on the first day, the whole family was in a state of panic.
After a quarrel, Ye Hua took the initiative to admit defeat and stopped fighting with her. He knew that the elder sister had a competitive heart, so he finally calmed down after admitting defeat.
"Speaking of Ye Qiulan, your freestyle football is a bit slippery. Who did you learn it from?" At this time, Ye Hua was sitting on a bamboo rocking chair, holding the back of his head with his hands and rocking leisurely.
"Call me sister and you will die." Ye Qiulan glared at him dissatisfied.
"Drink, let's go to the next life, no, don't think about it in this life. Whenever I think of my entire childhood as your toy, spent in various ways being ravaged + bullied + entertained by you, it's really enough..." Ye Hua mocked
The way.
"Yes, I really want to go back to that beautiful time in the past." Ye Qiulan burst out with emotion when looking back.
Ye Hua instantly felt that he had suffered a -9999+ critical hit, and he sat up straight: "Hey...what's the point of talking to death like this?"
Ye Qiulan raised one shoulder and said: "As long as I am happy."
Ye Hua retreated in defeat, collapsed and lay down directly: "I'll tell you a ball!"
"If you want to talk about football, then I'll tell you." Ye Qiulan immediately picked up the football that had just confused his face and said proudly: "Freestyle football is just a show for your sister and me. Your sister is now officially a women's football player.
National team players will go to next year’s Olympic Games.”
"Huh?" Ye Hua sat up in shock again and looked at her blankly: "You really went to play football? And you joined the national team?"
"How about a guaranteed replacement? Isn't it awesome?" Ye Qiulan looked at her brother proudly, and with her dexterous hands, the football rotated smoothly on her fingers.
"That's awesome, my sister. There are so many balls to choose from. If you don't choose football, are you afraid that Shi Lezhi will be caught in the door because of his brains? After one operation, he was as fierce as a tiger, and the result was a monthly salary of 1,500. Don't you think it's a pity to waste such a great youth?"
"Huh?" Ye Hua said semi-sarcastically.
Ye Qiulan's eyes suddenly became moist when his brother was mid-sentence. He immediately threw the football in his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked into the bedroom.
"Huh? Ye Qiulan? You're not really angry, are you..." Ye Hua was a little confused, are all women made of water?
Oops, mom seems really angry.
Ye Hua thought about it carefully and realized that he was really sad and crying because he couldn't perform the scene just now. He soon realized the reason.
He immediately stood up and walked to her bedroom. The door was not locked, and there was still a gap. Ye Hua stood at the door and said: "Sister...sister? I was wrong. Look, I even called you sister...don't be angry."
I was wrong, why don't you beat me up to vent your anger, sister...?"
There was no response. After closing his mouth and quieting down, he heard a small sobbing coming from the bedroom. This made Ye Hua a little panicked and said: "Sister, I'm coming in...?"
There was still no response. Ye Hua hesitated for a moment and then opened the door. What he saw was Ye Qiulan huddled in a small corner and sitting with her knees in her arms. Although she didn't cry out loud, she was already crying.
When Ye Qiulan saw his brother coming over, he immediately said aggrievedly: "You don't have to like women's football, and you don't have to pay attention to women's football, but please respect us."
Ye Hua was a little confused. He had always been made angry by his sister since he was a child. This was the first time he made his sister angry. He was completely at a loss for a moment.
Seeing his sister crying so sadly, Ye Hua felt very distressed.
I also know why her mood suddenly took a turn for the worse. What she said just now is not the main reason. The real reason may be the suffering of the women's football team. Girls like Ye Qiulan who play football have been walking alone. Basically, they enter every cycle.
The strength of the World Cup, and the decryption of a documentary let the world know that except for a few, the salary of the women's football team is generally only 1,500 yuan/month, which is in sharp contrast to the Bai Zanji men's football team, which can only afford villas and luxury cars.
, which really chills the fans.
In that program, a women's football coach said that the salary of the team members was only more than 1,000 yuan, which was only enough to cover mobile phone bills. He probably couldn't even afford cosmetics because he was too embarrassed to open his mouth to his family. You can imagine how difficult their real life is.
And you know, even she herself can't stand it anymore.
Nowadays, the monthly salary of girls working outside is more than 5,000 yuan, but the women's football girls who saved a little face for Chinese football are actually so miserable.
Ye Hua knew that his sister had a competitive heart. Perhaps it was because of this that she became a new generation player who entered the national team. However, the family's conditions were difficult, and even though she had put in endless sweat and hard work, she could not win.
In the end, he became a player of the national team, and reaching the World Cup may not be able to change his family's current situation financially, or even change himself.
Indeed, this series of factors had suppressed Ye Qiulan for a long time. The words "The result is a monthly salary of one thousand and five" came from her brother's mouth, completely tearing away her pretentious strong side.
"Sister, please don't be angry, okay?" Ye Hua said, thinking about how she used to make herself cry when she was a child, and then she would get over it easily after being given a candy or something. Ye Hua's heart moved, and he said consolingly and seriously:
"My mistake, my mistake, I can sponsor your women's football team, so you can forgive me, sister."
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Ye Hua was confused, and Ye Qiulan cried even more: "Ye Hua, you are not a human being, you are still sarcastic about me, wuwuwu..."
"I'm just a second-stringer..." Ye Hua suddenly slapped his palms on his face. The old lady mistakenly thought that he was laughing at her. Then she remembered that she didn't know her current situation and was still stuck in the past.
in cognition.
"Actually, sister, I became a boss and made a small profit of 10 billion this year, really." Ye Hua explained quickly.
Then, Ye Qiulan held her head and cried...
"I am really a rich man, you have to believe me, sister!" Ye Hua couldn't wait.
Then, Ye Qiulan burst into tears...
"Don't cry. I'm really begging you. Don't let me get scolded so much in the last two days of the year. It will be a bad year for me in the coming year. Please spare me, sister. I was really wrong. I'm not my son."
…What I said is really true. If you don’t believe me, just read the news. I’ll search it for you and you’ll find out...Look, hey, look...Sister~~~" Ye Hua was about to cry but had no tears.
I have no choice, I feel like my numerological nemesis is this sister.
