Fox in the Penalty Area

Chapter 71 of the main text volume of Fox in the Restricted Area Mom, I'm sorry When Hu Lai's taxi passed by a street he was very familiar with, he suddenly sat up from the back seat and turned his head to look over.

It was a row of old houses with masonry structure, and the red brick houses stood on this spacious street, which was indeed a bit abrupt.

This is the row of old houses that he used to go to school countless times. Behind this row of old houses, there is an open space full of weeds, which is his secret training base.

He hadn't been back to watch it since he left the city, and it was only through Anton Satellite TV's TV program "Character History" that he saw the current situation of the base again.

And now this training base may not exist for a few days, because the old houses outside are already preparing to be demolished-some workers are building walls outside the old houses, and these neat walls will cover the inside by then ruins of ruins.

Three years had passed since he discovered the deserted square. Although it has long been felt that this place will definitely not escape the fate of shantytown renovation, when this day really comes, Hu Lai is still a little emotional.

The place to carry my own memories... there is one less.

The car continued to drive forward, and he saw the entrance of an alley. Entering from here was the home of coach Li Ziqiang, and also the home of Li Qingqing.

The situation here seems to be better, perhaps because there are people living in it, and the wall has not yet been built here.

But it is estimated that it is not far from being demolished.

Then Coach Li should be moving. I don't know what expression Li Qingqing will have when he comes back and faces a pile of ruins?

Oops, I suddenly have some expectations...

But Hu Lai quickly knocked himself on the head - thinking of something good? Didn't the father who became the father notify before he came home? Coach Li cares so much about his precious daughter, how could he not even mention the move? Do you think it's your dad?

Thinking of this, Hu Lai shook his head.

The car quickly passed the entrance of the alley and continued towards his house.

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Xie Lan was cleaning the house hard. At that time, she was standing on a chair and wiping the dust off the lamp when she heard a knock on the door.

At first she thought she had heard it wrong, but it wasn't until the second knock on the door that she was sure—her son was back!

Who else could knock on the door at this time besides my own son?

So she quickly jumped off the chair and ran to open the door.

It's just that when she opened the door full of hope, she unexpectedly saw a middle-aged woman wearing Dongchuan gas overalls standing at the door with the same unexpected expression: "Hey, is there really someone at home?"

Xie Lan was very depressed, but she didn't want to put on a face in front of a staff who checked the gas meter, so she smiled dryly: "Yes, I asked for leave today..."

"To copy the reading, should you help me read it, or should I go in and copy it myself?" the other party asked with a smile.

"Go by yourself, I still have to clean up..."

When the meter reader heard what she said to Mo, he joked, "I see that you have pasted Spring Festival couplets on your door, and now you are doing hygiene. Why is it celebrating the New Year today?"

Xie Lan turned back and smiled at her, but did not explain. What was her story to say to a stranger?

The other party seemed not interested in this matter, but went straight to the kitchen to read the meter.

After reading the meter, he reported the reading to Xie Lan, reminded the latter to remember to pay the fee, and continued to climb the stairs to read the meter.

When closing the door for this family, I saw the big red "Fu" on the anti-theft door again.

Is it really Chinese New Year?

But it's only the beginning of November, what year is it?

she shook her head,

I can't figure out the brain circuit of this family.

After closing the door, Xie Lan went to clean up again, but couldn't help guessing in his mind:

Didn't you say you've already boarded a taxi? Why hasn't it arrived for so long?

Is it a traffic jam?

Or... Could it be a car accident?

Xie Lan couldn't help but think about the social news he saw on the Internet and on TV...

Just as she was thinking wildly, there was another knock on the door.

Xie Lan still rushed to the gate. She felt that it was impossible for her son to knock on the door twice in a row, otherwise she should have bought a lottery ticket.

Sure enough, when she opened the door, she saw Hu Lai carrying a bag and a suitcase outside!

"Mom!" Seeing his mother, Hu Lai greeted her with a smile, just like every time he came home from school before.

Xie Lan didn't say anything, just pulled Hu Lai into his arms and hugged him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away again.

Hu Lai really didn't expect his mother to be so strong. As a professional player who has trained in strength, he didn't break free for a while, and then he stopped struggling and let his mother hold him.

Then he heard his mother sobbing.

"Mom, why are you crying? The neighbors upstairs and downstairs thought our family was dead..."

"Tsk! What nonsense!" Xie Lan slapped Hu Lai's shoulder hard, but he really stopped crying, but his eyes were a little moist and red.

She let go of her son, and looked carefully: "Well, yes, it's taller, stronger, and darker."

"Didn't you watch it on TV every week? Why does it feel like meeting for the first time?" Hu Lai was puzzled, "And Mom hasn't even entered the house yet..."

It was only then that Xie Lan came to his senses, pulled him in, and closed the door.

"Hey Mom, I see why there are Spring Festival couplets and blessings at the door. You haven't torn up the Spring Festival couplets posted last year?"

"Have you seen such a new Spring Festival couplet? I just posted it." Xie Lan said.

"Just posted it? It's only November, isn't it a little early to post Spring Festival couplets?" Hu Lai was surprised.

"It's not too early, aren't you unable to spend the Spring Festival at home next year? Let's celebrate the Spring Festival ahead of time!"

Hu Lai opened his mouth wide: "I thought you were joking..."

At that time, my mother did say on the phone that the new year would be early, but Hu Lai didn't take it seriously-who would celebrate the new year in November?

"Our family will be like this from now on, celebrate the Spring Festival ahead of schedule!" Xie Lan announced with a wave of his hand.

"Okay, as long as you're happy..."

Xie Lan looked at her son with a smile, and couldn't get enough of it: "I'm happy, of course I am. Your dad comes back from get off work at night, and the three of us have a good 'New Year's Eve dinner'."

"Okay." Hu Lai nodded while pulling the suitcase to his room.

Before he went in, he just reached the door, and he smelled the smell that he once smelled in Coach Li's house. He knew that it was the smell of the laundry detergent.

What surprised him was: "Mom, are you still using this laundry detergent?"

"Yeah, it smells good, and I've been using it all the time. Why, don't you like it?"

Hu Lai shook his head: "No, I still like it. I'm just a little surprised... After all, I was the one who bought this laundry detergent. I thought that after I left, you probably wouldn't use it anymore..."

"I'm used to it, I'm too lazy to change it."

There is another reason Xie Lan didn't say, because this is the smell her son likes, so she insists on using this laundry detergent to wash the clothes, curtains and bed sheets at home. When the home is filled with a faint fragrance, it will make her feel that her son is still at home.

Hu Lai walked to his desk, and stretched out his hand to caress the trophies of his National Competition Golden Boot and Golden Globe. The trophies were as bright as new, and his figure could be clearly reflected.

"No ash..." He looked at his fingertips.

"I often wipe it for you." Mom's voice sounded behind her.

Hu Lai turned around and saw his mother leaning on the door frame, looking at him with a smile.

He remembered that he ran away from home rashly to play football, and didn't dare to tell his mother through WeChat until he was on the plane. And at that time, two hours had passed since he left school, and during the time when he hadn't returned home, how worried should mother be about him?

Back then, his mind was full of ambitions to pursue his dream of professional football, and he only had longings for a better life in the future. He fantasized about what he would do after he went to Lingnan to meet Director Zhao, and what the Poseidon Youth Team would look like. , who are your teammates and are they easy to get along with? How is the accommodation? Are you used to Lingnan food...he thought of all of these.

The only thing I didn't think of was my mother, would she be very worried about herself, would she be sad and cry because she ran away from home? Now that I think about it, she is so supportive of playing football, if I tell her the truth before I leave, my mother shouldn't stop me, right? In the past, when he played football on the school team, his mother would cover him up, so why should he think that his mother would not agree to his going to play professional football this time?

I just left without saying goodbye so selfishly, I couldn't wait to run to that vast world, but I ignored the eyes that were always watching me silently behind him.

Thinking of this, Hu Lai said to Xie Lan, "Mom, I'm sorry."

The mother smiled and shook her head: "I'm your mother, why are you sorry?"