Golden Greenery

Zhuo Tongtong sat upright on the sofa, clenched her fists, raised her arms, and secretly screamed, 'Yeah! ’. His favorite AC Milan won, and his son won.

After rejoicing alone, Zhuo Tongtong tiptoed into the bedroom and patted his wife Yang Hong gently. The wife made a "hmm" sound in her nasal cavity, and Zhuo Tongtong leaned into her ear: "Our baby won, our son scored a goal, they won."

Yang Hong opened her eyes in a daze, blinked, smiled at her husband, then buried her head in the pillow, adjusted to a more comfortable sleeping position, and continued to sleep with a sweet smile.

Zhuo Tongtong kissed Yang Hong's cheek gently and tiptoed back to the living room. On the TV, her son Zhuo Yang was celebrating on the field with his teammates.

Originally, the couple agreed to get up and watch the game together in the evening, but perhaps because of the deep love between the couple, they had two glasses of daughter's wine before going to bed. Shaoxing rice wine is the most charming, so Zhuo Tongtong and Yang Hong played a harmonious tune of harp and harp. The middle-aged couple loved each other, and their tossing had a bit of the frivolity of youth. When the alarm clock rang at 3:40, Yang Hong, who was already deep asleep after being exhausted, didn't want to get up.

Unlike Zhuo Tongtong, Yang Hong was still a fake football fan. She had no idea about football. If it weren't for her son, she wouldn't have bothered to take a closer look. She even hated football in the past few years.

When Zhuo Yang scored a goal just now, Zhuo Tongtong planned to tell Yang Hong, but after thinking about it, she decided not to. Zhuo Yang's cheeks were swollen and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. This would definitely be a serious matter for his wife to see.

Two days ago, Yang Hong complained to Zhuo Tongtong: "I said playing football is just a work-study program, but now the more I watch football, the more it looks like my main job. How can he study well?" Zhuo Tongtong quickly persuaded his wife: "No. Yes, doesn’t Baby always report to us on his study status? He still works very hard..."

In fact, Yang Hong is just talking about it. It is obvious that his son is now a hot star. There is no doubt that more than 90% of this fame comes from football. Now when it comes to Zhuoyang, his first identity is a football star, and the art student has become a bonus halo.

Yang Hong had nothing to do about it, but it couldn't be said that he didn't like it or whatever. No parent would not be proud to see their child become so famous all over the world. Moreover, Zhuo Yang will soon be 22 years old and has lived abroad alone for nearly five years. He is no longer the big kid before going abroad, but an adult. In the past five years, Yang Hong has also gradually adapted to no longer having a babysitter. Look at Zhuo Yang with a child's eyes.

More importantly, Zhuo Yang's annual income now exceeds tens of millions, making him the most profitable group of people in football. Even though Zhuo Tongtong and Yang Hong are not very materialistic people, the weight of huge amounts of money undoubtedly increases Zhuo Yang's confidence in this family.

No matter how harmonious and loving a family is, financial ability will play a very important role in it. Without income, there is no right to speak. This is an eternal truth. As a child, it is far better for a dog to be filial than to use his own hands to let his parents enjoy a luxurious and enjoyable material life. Even Zhuo Tongtong and Yang Hong, a family couple like a fairy couple, are not exempt from these aspects.

The Zhuo family's ancestral house at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain has begun to take shape and is undergoing the second phase of renovation and landscaping projects. Zhuo Tongtong did not rush the construction team to meet the construction deadline. Instead, she made adjustments based on the original design and carefully crafted the entire house to more and more suit the couple's wishes. Such a project is of course very expensive. The demolition compensation, which is only enough to build three or five tile-roofed houses, is far from enough. If it weren’t for Zhuo Yang’s almost unlimited financial support, all these pavilions, pavilions, shallow ponds and flowing water would have been lost. It can only be a dream.

Money is a bastard;

It's just for flowers, and the couple can quite agree on this.

The Yiyang field hosted by Zhuo Qiuqiu is also booming. Her career success has made her an object of admiration among her former classmates, and many college classmates and friends have come to join her. Zhuo Qiu was unambiguous on this point. After careful selection, he invited several classmates who knew the basics and could really do things to join in. As for those vain people who just come in and talk about past friendships, Zhuo Qiu persuades them with good words and treats them warmly, saying that it is difficult for a small temple to keep a big Bodhisattva.

Be a person first and then do things. The Yiyang field was started with the hard-earned money of the younger brother. It is the industry of the entire Zhuo family. You cannot ruin your development just because you are soft-hearted and cannot save face. In the end, your career will be damaged and you will be left behind. Man, that wouldn’t be beautiful.

Zhuo Tongtong turned off the TV with satisfaction and took another sip of the remaining wine in the cup on the coffee table, which seemed to still have the fragrance of his wife's lips.

According to Yang Hong's original plan five years ago, Zhuo Yang might have already become a music teacher in a middle school in Xi'an, and from then on he lived a life that could be seen at a glance, taking his time. Maybe he will fall in love and get married with a female colleague in the school in a few years. Maybe that colleague is still a student of his mother, Yang Hong.

A few years later, Zhuo Yang may have a child, Zhuo Tongtong and Yang Hong will be upgraded to grandparents, and the whole family will gather together on Sundays to have fun.

But football changed everything, completely changed Zhuo Yang's life trajectory, and then changed the life of his sister Zhuo Qiu and the rest of his father and mother's lives. Five years later, the work-study football program made Zhuo Yang a world-famous star. After completing his master's degree, he also studied for a doctorate.

Zhuo Yang's love still has no destination, and his parents know this. They didn't care about the newspaper exaggerating who their son was dating. The couple didn't care about that at all, knowing that it was all false. Because they knew in their hearts that if there was a girl who really made Zhuo Yang's heart beat, their son would definitely tell them and bring that girl to see them with pride and joy.

But so far, Zhuo Yang has not mentioned anything in front of them, not even half of it.

Zhuo Tongtong tiptoed into the bedroom again, gently moved herself to the bed, slowly took her arms from under her wife's neck, and put Yang Hong into her arms. Smelling the faint fragrance of her hair, hugging the woman she loved all her life, Zhuo Tongtong gradually fell asleep.

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"Zhuoyang, do you remember what you said to me when we were on vacation together last summer?" Kaka said to Zhuoyang while waiting for Liverpool to receive the silver medal.

"What did I say then?"

"You comforted me and said that I would soon have the opportunity to take revenge on Liverpool. I believed what you said at that time, but at that time I never thought that it would be with you." Kaka closed his eyes after saying that and raised his head. I began to take a deep breath of the breath of the Athens night sky.

"That's true! At that time, I thought I would stay at Fort Madi until I was 40 years old." Zhuo Yang held Kaka in his arms: "Hey, Ricardo, you said next season Ronnie... Will Ronaldinho really come to Milan too?"

Everyone in Milan put on the championship celebration T-shirts prepared by the club in advance. The golden short sleeves were embroidered with the word '7' in big red, which represented AC Milan's seventh attempt to win the top of Europe. The two bottles of Salute Champagne that almost caused trouble were put to good use. They were drunk to the last drop. Zhuo Yang grabbed them and wanted to take a sip but found that only empty bottles were left.

When exchanging jerseys just now, Zhuoyang attacked the entire Liverpool team because of his deliberate provocation in the second half. He was worried that he would not be able to get off the stage if the opponent did not give him a good look, so he did not join in the fun. However, Spanish player Xavi Alonso took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and the two kissed each other. We had a friendly chat and left good karma, and happily exchanged jerseys.

It was finally the turn to present the award to the champion. The Milanese filed up the tunnel, with Zhuoyang and Kaka at the front, and Maldini holding the line.

Silvio Berlusconi, who was sitting on the rostrum, held up a championship T-shirt to greet his disciples, grinning so big that you could see the gold-encrusted teeth on his back groove. Zhuoyang and Kaka's faces were numbed by being pinched along the way, but they still did not escape Prime Minister Bei's claws.

"Zhuoyang, congratulations to you. You have brought a wonderful moment to football." The new UEFA president Platini said to Zhuoyang.

"Thank you, Mr. President Platini."

--well! Why did Mr. Johansson, who had awarded me the award for three consecutive years, quit immediately after just saying he wanted to? I really miss him...

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