"I'm back."

Su Wenhong dragged his tired body into the house.

"I'm back, my whole body is soaked. Go and wash and have dinner soon." His wife Ye Ziqing shouted from the kitchen.

The daughter Su Ye, who was sitting at the dining table, looked up and called out "Dad", and then buried her head in doing her homework.

Su Wenhong's face was filled with depression, and he walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

"Xiao Yezi, do you know? I lost a lot today." Su Wenhong said weakly.

"What's wrong?" Su Ye asked with concern, "Are the seniors' mock exams not ideal?"

She also studied at the school where her father taught, but she is in her second year of high school and will only take the college entrance examination next year.

Regarding his father, who has always been responsible, Su Ye felt that only when the student failed to get the exam, he would be so upset.

"More serious than this."

"It's still serious?" Su Ye was a little surprised. After thinking for a while, she asked tentatively: "It's not that you made a mistake and were going to be transferred from the graduating class, right?"

Su Wenhong looked at his daughter angrily, shook his head and sighed, "Girls are girls, how can they understand men's thoughts?"

If you are really transferred from the graduating class, you will definitely set off firecrackers to celebrate, and you will still sigh?

"I went to the park for a run after school today and met Yang Yang."

"Oh." Su Ye was not surprised.

"My two runners saw him and chatted with him for a while. They were about to sign, but when I chased him, I didn't even see anyone. Do you think it's annoying?"

"Dad, are you just sulking about this?"

"Nonsense, what do you think?" Su Wenhong asked angrily.

Su Ye curled his lips and wondered whether to tell his father now?

"Although they all said that Yang Yang would go again tomorrow, but I didn't see him today and I was always unhappy. I didn't go to Germany to watch the Champions League final last time, and I lost a lot." Su Wenhong still said that he regretted it every time.

Just at this time, his wife Ye Ziqing had already prepared dinner and walked out of the kitchen with a piece of food in one hand.

"Yezi, hurry up and clean up and have a meal."

He looked back at his husband who was slumped on the sofa, "You are in your forties and still learn to chase stars. How do you teach students?"

"What's the matter? I'll talk to the students in my class about Yang Yang. You don't know, we have a common topic."

"Just blow." Ye Ziqing walked back to the kitchen with a smile.

"What do you know?" Su Wenhong replied dissatisfiedly.

Su Ye giggled and looked at her parents quarrel. She had long been used to it.

"Dad, I'll tell you something." Su Ye said softly.

"What's the matter?" Su Wenhong asked.

This baby girl has always been well-behaved and her academic performance has always been stable. The only thing that makes her parents not happy is that she is interested in dramas and performances, saying that she wants to study the Central Academy of Drama, but Su Wenhong and Ye Ziqing are both middle school teachers, and she hopes that her daughter will go to normal school.

Of course, now I am only in my second year of high school, and the family of three is still constantly communicating.

"Dad, I know where Yang Yang lives."

"What?" Su Wenhong was so scared that he almost jumped up, "Do you know?"

"Well, I met it while running in the Summer Palace in the morning."

"He runs to the Summer Palace every morning?"

"I don't know, I just saw him in the morning, but I'm sure he must be across from our house now."

Following Su Ye's gesture, Su Wenhong suddenly felt enlightened. He slapped his thighs with both hands and jumped up, "I'm so stupid, why didn't I expect it?"

"He came to Beijing and practiced football in a nearby park. He was so good with the brothers Wei Zhen and Wei Zheng, so he must live in their house. Oh, I am so stupid. Wei Zhen and Wei Zheng are really not interesting enough. They didn't tell me, I..."

Niannian, Su Wenhong suddenly grabbed his daughter and walked out.

"It's over, where are you going?" Ye Ziqing walked out of the kitchen and happened to see them going out and asked.

“Please guests.”

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After Yang Yang came back from the park, he took a beautiful shower and felt comfortable all over.

Just as he took out the pasta and tomato sauce from the refrigerator, he planned to put a bowl of noodles for himself.

Just as I was about to turn on the fire, I heard the doorbell ring outside.

"Who? Could it be Wei Zhen?"

Yang Yang walked over with a funny look, and while opening the door, he muttered: "You don't need to ring the bell when you enter the house in the future."

But as soon as she opened the door, she saw the little beauty Su Yeqiao standing at the door, raising her right hand with a pink face and greeting her. Behind her was a slightly fat middle-aged man.

"Hello, Sister Su, is there anything wrong?"

Su Ye pointed to his father behind him, "This is my dad, he is your fan."

"Oh, uncle, hello." Yang Yang quickly moved out of the way and invited them in.

"Hello, Yang Yang, it's really you." Su Wenhong felt relieved now, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Yang Yang nodded awkwardly and looked at Su Xiaomei, but saw her shrugging in a coquettish manner, with a helpless expression, as if she was saying, Look, let me tell you, my dad really likes you.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Yang Yang was the only one, Su Wenhong asked about the situation and was a little unhappy when he knew that Yang Yang lived alone.

"Wei Zhen is really good, and he doesn't know how to say hello to me. We are old neighbors for many years, and my parents and I are good friends. Their guests are our guests."

As he was talking, Su Wenhong looked at the kitchen, "By the way, did you eat tonight?"

"Not yet, I'm going to put a bowl of noodles for myself."

"How can this work? I have eaten too much instant noodles and it has no nutrition." As he said that, Su Wenhong stood up and grabbed Yang Yang, "Let's go to my house to eat. It's not that I'm bragging, your aunt's cooking skills are still good."

"No need, uncle, I...no..."

Yang Yang really wants to say, you are misunderstood. I am talking about pasta, not instant noodles.

But the enthusiastic Su Wenhong would not give him a chance to explain, so he immediately pulled him out of the door and went directly into the opposite side.

The Su family and the Wei family are indeed old neighbors for many years. To use the Su Wenhong and his wife, the Wei Zhen and Wei Zheng brothers were both grown up when they watched them grow up, and they treated Su Ye like a sister. The two families were as close as a family.

"Wei Zhen is really true. Yang Yang is only seventeen years old. He doesn't know how to say hello, so he just feels at ease. What if there is anything wrong?" Ye Ziqing immediately complained that Wei Zhen was ignorant when he heard Su Wenhong's retelling.

When Yang Yang saw Su Xiaomei on Wei Zhen’s blog, he could also feel the intimacy between the two families from the lines. At this time, Su Wenhong and his wife were sincere, which made it difficult for him to refuse, so he had to stay and be a guest.

Originally, the dinner Yang Yang prepared for himself was pasta with tomato sauce, which was light with bread and some fruits. Although Ye Ziqing's dinner was delicious, many of them were taboos for professional players, such as braised pork.

Yang Yang didn't even dare to touch this dish.

At first, Su Wenhong and his wife thought Yang Yang was polite and restrained, and wanted to take the initiative to pick up food for him, but after listening to Yang Yang's explanation, they suddenly realized, especially Su Wenhong, who is a senior fan, praised him repeatedly.

"You are young but you have begun to understand self-discipline. This is much better than those domestic players who eat skewers and drink beer all day long. Don't learn from them. The most important thing for professional players is their own health."

Yang Yang nodded quickly and agreed.

Ye Ziqing, who was beside him, gently reminded his daughter, "Ye Zi, look at Yang Yang, who is as old as you, but so sensible. If he is half self-disciplined, your father and I will be relieved."

"Mom, I'm already very self-disciplined and hardworking." Su Ye said coquettishly.

"What you mean is that you can do better, for example, spend your time acting in a drama to do something else." Su Wenhong made a fuss.

Su Ye was attacked from both sides and left, so he dared not to complain again and immediately buried his head in his meal.

"Hey, by the way, Yang Yang, since you want to be quiet, you must not go to the park anymore. As soon as the news spreads, media reporters will definitely come soon." Su Wenhong suggested.

Yang Yang himself felt the same way, but he hadn't figured out where to go yet.

"In this way, you go to school with me tomorrow. Our school also has trapezoidal stands and shades of trees. Except for noon, you don't have to worry about sun exposure. It's more suitable than the park. And it's guaranteed that no one will disturb you. If you are interested, you can play with our school team after school to find out what it feels like."

Yang Yang thought it was good. After all, the school had security guards, and it was hot, so the park was indeed quite hot.

"You can write me a recipe later and make a list of what you like and can eat. So that I can know what you know. From now on, you will come to my aunt's house for dinner every night." Ye Ziqing announced without doubt.

"Auntie, why are you so embarrassed?"

"I'll be angry if I'm welcome." Ye Ziqing also showed the teacher's majesty.

It is hard to refuse the kindness, so Yang Yang had no choice but to agree.

"There are also clothes you change on weekdays..."

"I don't need this, I hired an hourly worker."

"Well, that's fine, but if you need anything, just tell me, don't be polite to us."

"Oh, thank you aunt."

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After dinner, Yang Yang was supervised by Su Ye and wrote a recipe, which was then put back home.

Wei Zhen was not very relieved that Yang Yang was staying at home alone. He took the time to come back to see it. After hearing about this, he thought it was good, so he was more relieved. After all, the Asian Cup is about to come, and he is also busy.

Yang Yang took some money and asked Wei Zhen to send it to Su Wenhong, just to think it was Yang Yang's food expenses. As a result, Su Wenhong and Ye Ziqing scolded Wei Zhen and rushed back directly, which made Wei Zhen envious and jealous of Yang Yang.

"Now, my uncle and aunt treat you better than me." Wei Zhen shook his head speechlessly.

"It's not just you, I've begun to doubt whether I'm the biological ones of them." Su Ye, who was standing beside him, also looked innocent and helpless.

Yang Yang found it funny. Is this considered a special treatment for guests?

However, after getting familiar with each other, he was not distant and proposed to ask Su Ye to accompany him to buy football and equipment on weekends, and buy two or three sets of changing clothes, because he was also light and simple to travel in Toulon this time.
Chapter completed!