The Return of the Wanderer

The Ye family's residence is between the North 4th and North 5th Ring Road, near the Old Summer Palace. The Ye family also bought a house in the city center, but Ye's father and mother are still willing to live in the old house divided by the school - the environment is good, there is a lot of greenery, there are colleagues living around, it is convenient to go to work, and it is convenient for students to ask questions...

Ye Xiu skillfully buttoned his cap, put on his sunglasses, and followed his brother all the way around. After many years, the community is still the same as before, the green trees climbed when I was a child hide the gray brick walls, in the small garden on the ground floor, flowers or weeds are flourishing, and in the distance, there are children's noisy voices blown by the hot summer wind...

Of course, there is something new that is inevitable:

"Wow, Lord Ye Qiu!"

"Recognized the wrong person... I just look like..."

The passing students cast suspicious eyes at Ye Qiu, looked them up and down, and finally apologized and left. Ye Xiu buried his head in the back and laughed, Ye Qiu had an expression of "he has nothing to do with me", and he quickened his pace with a straight face, trying to try to leave his brother behind. It wasn't until the two people turned into the doorway and made sure that there was no one around, that he turned his head and grabbed Ye Xiu's collar, and said angrily:

"What a laugh! You see, it's all yours! You still laugh!

"Be content with you. Well, you have nine years less, okay?

Ye Xiu calmly slapped away his younger brother's hand and stepped up. Built in '93, this six-storey residential building looks a bit old, with narrow stairs and dim light. Ye Xiu muttered while climbing up: "Ouch, I'm so tired - I haven't climbed the fifth floor for many years-" "

Will you climb the second floor or bless your lady?"

As an elite person who has been exercising regularly, although Ye Qiu has also been spoiled by the elevator with two legs, he will not be useless like his brother at this juncture. He quickened his pace to the fifth floor before ringing the doorbell for the first time, and the iron door was "rattled" open.

Standing in front of the door was a woman who looked to be in her fifties. The waist is straight, the look is radiant, and a pair of eyes are as bright as stars. Some gray hair is elegantly coiled into a bun on the top of the head, and even if an apron is wrapped in light blue house clothes, it cannot hide the ability and dignity of the whole body.

As soon as the door opened, her gaze crossed Ye Qiu's shoulder and cast her gaze to another son who was taking off his sunglasses a few steps away.

"Back?"

"It's back."

Ye Xiu stepped forward step by step. Ye Qiu had already whizzed through the gap between his mother and the door and went straight to his room. In the dark corridor, there is only a mother and a son who have not been seen for nearly ten years, standing opposite each other across the threshold.

The mother is much older. The once smooth cheeks have been piled up with wrinkles, and the back of the hand on the door frame has also visibly loosened the skin. Even if the years were completely kind to her, those subtle traces still made Ye Xiu realize how much time he had missed with his mother and fulfilled his filial piety under her knees.

He stopped his footsteps and subconsciously tugged the straps of his backpack, straightening his back a little straighter.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Your dad is in the study."

The mother carefully looked at her son from top to bottom, nodded, and turned to walk towards the kitchen. As he walked, he threw a sentence without looking back: "What to eat?"

Ye Xiu followed into the door. He put down his backpack on the shoe cabinet at the door, closed the door with one hand, and skillfully touched the corner of the second floor of the shoe cabinet with the other hand - the slippers were indeed still in the old place. Smelling the hot aroma in the kitchen, Ye Xiu suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Dumplings!"

"Nonsense! Get out of the egg dumplings to catch the noodles, just go home, what dumplings to eat!

In

the kitchen, the mother's voice came unsurprisingly. The smile on Ye Xiu's face grew bigger and bigger, and at the same time, Ye Qiu also began to shout through the door:

"Fennel dumplings!"

"I didn't buy fennel!"

"Stuffed with leek pork!"

"You go buy leeks at this point!"

"I want cabbage beef filling!"

"No beef!"

"Sanxian's too!"

The two brothers rushed to make requests one by one, mixed with the rebuttals of the mother, and the room was full of excitement. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the room, Ye Xiu threw his backpack into his room, stood at the door of the hidden study, and knocked lightly:

"Dad, I'm back."

"Come in."

Surrounded by bookshelves standing above the sky, Father Ye was buried in several piles of head-tall materials, and he was writing hard. Hearing his son come in, he didn't raise his gaze, but just turned his face slightly to the side, and his chin raised:

"Sit."

"Oh." Ye Xiu sat down on a chair on the side of the desk in good manners. In the Ye family's study, two wide desks were placed opposite each other, and the male and female masters of the Ye family each occupied one. The chairs next to it, as well as the sofa attached to the wall that leads to the door, are for students and visitors. When Ye Xiu was a child, I don't know how many times he sat on the chair on the side of the desk, waiting for his father to sign the examination papers, and after many years of sitting like this, he couldn't even notice the slightest sense of discord.

When I sat down, I found a thick stack of A4 paper in front of my father, which should be grading which student's paper. Fortunately, at this time, it was already the end, Ye Xiu only waited for less than three minutes, his father had already finished the review, closed the document, and looked up at him:

"Retired?"

"Decommissioned."

"What's next?"

"Always read something first." Ye Xiu did not dodge to meet his father's gaze, "First make up for what you owe, and then talk about the rest." "Good

." Father Ye's thick black eyebrows raised and nodded approvingly: "You don't have to rely on academic qualifications to eat now, but systematic education is still very important to shape a person's quality in an all-round way." Go through the high school content first, and then go up, if needed, I'll help you read the book list.

"Hmm. Thank you Dad. This

concludes the brief father-son conversation. The room was quiet again, Ye Xiu supported his chin with one hand and half lying on the desk, staring at his father's side face in the humming of the air conditioner, watching his father open another paper, watching the tip of the pen rustle across the paper, and after a while, his eyelids slowly pulled down.

"Go back to sleep."

"Well, I went to the shower."

Ye Xiu got up and retreated. When he finished a battle bath, before his hair was dry, he heard his mother in the living room shouting: "Lao Ye! Phone!

"Here it is—who?"

"Old Liu of the General Administration of Athletics! Find yours!

Ye Xiu immediately flashed out of the bathroom, opened the door of his room wide, and straightened his ears to eavesdrop while pretending to make the bed. In a few words, his father's voice suddenly rose a step: "My family boss?!" "

"... Just him?

"Are you in charge of playing games this year?"

A head covered with water vapor suddenly poked in, straight in front of him, and specially spokeThe ground grimaced. Ye Xiu was almost startled by his own brother, and before he rolled his eyes, his bored brother had already turned around and walked out the door casually, humming a song softly, and staggered to the balcony.

Ye Xiu shook his head, snorted in his nose, and continued to lean his ear towards the door. However, apparently his father's excitement period had passed, and Ye Xiu listened for a while, only vaguely hearing a few words like "international competition", "rejection", "retirement", and all that remained was a piece of uh-huh.

For a long time, the phone "clicked" and hung up, and his father's voice rang with it: "Ye Xiu!

"Dad, what's going on?"

"Come out!"

"Wait a minute, I'll make the bed and come out-" Before Ye Xiu's words fell, his own mother slammed a plate of dumplings on the table and complained mercilessly: "You have been making this bed for a quarter of an hour!"

"Uh..."

Ye Xiu moved out dejectedly, stuffed himself into the other end of the sofa, and formed a ball in a daze. Father Ye frowned and looked at his appearance that his bones were all drained, endured and endured, in the end, he still patiently waited for him to sit down before clearing his throat and speaking:

"Did you hear the call just now?"

"Huh? What phone?

"The General Directorate of Athletics called. The director personally called me and told you to lead the national team and play games.

"Dad——! I'm retired!

"Can't go if you retire?"

"Of course!" Ye Xiu said it righteously: "It is good to find players from the league, what is the matter with me adding a retired one?" The league stipulates that if you retire for less than a year, you cannot come back!

"Can't you go abroad to fight?" On the phone call just now, Father Ye was obviously still urgently popularized a lot of knowledge, "The league can still manage the World Invitational Tournament?

"Dad!" Ye Xiu leaned forward, looking like he was talking on his knees, how sincere and sincere: "I'm 28 years old!" Super older players! Otherwise, why would I retire! Dad, you go to the league and ask, there are not a few left in the second season!

"But Director Liu said, you just won the championship? Didn't lose last season? Or what kind of tactician master?

"Oh, you always have to give the juniors a chance, can't you let me a retired one steal the limelight, they will hate your son-" "

Ye! Repair!

"Don't go, don't go! Professional players, if you speak, you have to count the words, and if you say retirement, you will not bring a fraudulent corpse!

"Hmm——?"

Father Ye's thick black eyebrows slowly stood up. Ye Xiu was not afraid of him at all, copied his hands, dangled to meet his father's gaze, and almost rolled on the sofa on the spot.

"Originally, you wanted to separate, separate ~~~~ Now you want to use true love to coax me back ~~~~"

Ye Qiu's singing voice came from the balcony. Father Ye's face darkened, and he turned his head and yelled in the direction of his younger son:

"The little rabbit cub's skin is itchy, you!"

Ye Xiu almost fell off the sofa with a smile. Father Ye took a few deep breaths, stood up with a thunderous motion, and picked up his eldest son:

"Don't be poor." Give Lao Tzu glory for the country! Sloppy, come back with a championship! "

"... Father?

Ye Xiu stood stunned. The father's old and bright eyes were still staring at him tightly, and he seemed to be a little uncomfortable, but he patted him on the shoulder without hesitation, followed him and turned around, and shoved out:

"Go!"

"Ahhhhh