Chapter 138
"So this child is called Luca?" Cafu suddenly remembered while teasing the little guy and turned to Kaka and asked.
Kaka nodded slightly: "Luka Celik Ronaldo Leite."
Cafu responded. Kaka has always had a good relationship with his national team teammates, so it was not surprising for him to put Ronaldo's name in the middle of the child's name.
He smiled and stretched out his finger to gently touch little Luca's cheek: "Little Luca Celik Ronaldo Leiter, this is your name."
Seedorf grumbled: "This is a really long name."
Shevchenko, Maldini and others looked at each other - Ronaldo? Could it be the Portuguese they were thinking of? But the name Ronaldo is indeed quite common... so it's not too abrupt?
The little guy lying on the crib seemed to understand. He opened his round eyes wide, opened his mouth subconsciously, and a saliva bubble burst.
Luca Celik Ronaldo Leite?
When did "Ronaldo" appear in his name? !
Oh my God, is the father of this world also in love with Cristiano?
He didn't believe that the "Ronaldo" in his name referred to his Brazilian uncle - when his father pronounced the syllable "Ronaldo", he clearly heard a sweet and affectionate taste.
The child in the crib kicked his legs. Yes, Luca had calmly accepted the fact of his rebirth - in fact, he cried for more than ten minutes and successfully attracted a group of his Milan uncles - and now, he quickly accepted the young father of his world and loved the Portuguese man as well.
Luca applauded himself for his strong psychological endurance. At the same time, he thought to himself that the father in this world was much braver than the father in his world, who actually put another man's name in his name.
In his world, Uncle Cristiano had been gone for exactly one year, and his father had gone to that place alone the day before and slept next to the Portuguese's tombstone for the entire night.
His grandparents stayed up almost the whole night looking for his father, and finally found the haggard and silent man there.
Luca didn't understand why his father never went to look for Uncle Cristiano when he was still alive, but always went to that place after he died, as if the Portuguese man really was still there.
He had always thought that his father and Uncle Cristiano had parted ways peacefully, just like his father and his mother, who had never seemed to still love each other after their divorce.
But apparently, his father treats Cristiano differently.
Luca thought that maybe he was too young to understand his father.
Luca blinked and moved his eyes to his young father's face.
This was the young Kaka whom he had hardly ever seen. Only in his vague memories from a very long time ago, there seemed to be a similar Kaka, always with a peaceful and gentle smile. The whole person seemed very relaxed and happy, as if the world was full of colorful beauty.
In his later impression, even when his father was smiling, he always showed a sense of fatigue and aloofness from the world, as if he was wearing a mask in front of everyone.
Luca stretched out his short, fat little arms toward his father and cried “Wow wow”. He was really happy for his father.
Seeing this, Kaka leaned over and picked up the little guy. He pinched the diaper under little Luka with some surprise: "Do you want to change it? Sheva, help me--"
Luca: ? ? ?
Luca:! ! !
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Cristiano and Kaka's respective families knew about this in advance - although Simeone and Dolores both felt that the arrival of the two children was a little premature.
Dolores was determined to fly over and kiss her precious grandson.
Cristiano didn't plan to stop her. He knew that if he stopped Dolores again, his mother would definitely kick him hard in the butt the next time he saw her.
"This looks exactly like you when you were a child." Dolores looked at the soft and sweet little guy in her arms, full of love and disbelief.
Even on the way here, she was still thinking to herself that her little Chris was still just a child, and this baby came too early and at the wrong time;
But now, when she knocked on the door and saw Cristiano appear in front of her wearing a long white sweater and holding the little one in his arms, she suddenly felt that everything was perfect.
Her little son looked particularly gentle, and the side of her that had always seemed sharp seemed to have been smoothed out and slowed down because of the appearance of this child.
"Oh my God, Chris..." Dolores covered her mouth and whispered, her eyes quickly moistened. She carefully took the little guy from Cristiano's arms, "God - he looks so much like you, this child is so beautiful."
Cristiano curled his lips and whispered, "And he's very well behaved, Mom."
Dolores nodded, she held the child and turned to Denis. Denis's usually cold face softened involuntarily when he saw the little guy.
Junior was very curious when he saw Dennis. From childhood to adulthood, he had only seen his grandfather in photos. This was the first time he saw him in person.
He looked around quietly with his eyes open. His father had really made a lot of efforts and changes.
Denis took the little guy and whispered, "He likes me very much and keeps staring at me."
Dolores rolled her eyes and nudged her husband. "He must have never seen a man with a beard before, so he's curious."
Cristiano grinned.
"When do you plan to make the baby public?" Dinis looked at Cristiano.
"It's natural, he's still too young and I want to wait as long as possible until he's older," Cristiano said.
Even though he knew that the teenage Junior was hidden inside this small body, he was still too fragile and weak.
Cristiano wanted to frown when he thought of those ubiquitous shots.
Dennis nodded and did not interfere.
"Where is your roommate?" Denis asked again.
"He's going to buy something and will be back soon." Cristiano looked at his father and mother. "You met last time, Rio Ferdinand, remember?"
Dolores nodded. Of course she had an impression. She remembered that Ferdinand was one of the people who accompanied Cristiano to do that silly rocket launching action on TV last time.
Dolores and her group had not stayed there for long when they heard some noise from the other end of the courtyard outside the door.
The house where Ferdinand lives is much more confidential. It is a typical British residential area and people pay great attention to personal privacy.
In front of the villa are rows of beautiful and tall sycamore trees, and between the sycamore trees and the villa is a beautiful small garden - Ferdinand spent a lot of effort and thought on his small garden.
Therefore, Cristiano has lived here with Junior for so many days and has not been photographed by the paparazzi.
Now, apart from the training base, he always goes straight home, and even Ferdinand stops going out, which causes his teammates to look at him in confusion.
As soon as Cristiano heard the noise outside, he knew that Ferdinand had returned. He stood up holding Junior and said, "Let's see what good things your Rio papa has brought back."
Dolores and Alma couldn't help laughing when they heard Cristiano's words. Alma covered her mouth and whispered, "Oh my God, he really looks like a typical silly father!"
"I don't raise children like him!" Hugo, who is already a father, retorted.
Hearing this, Cardia glanced at Hugo and said, "Then you are not a qualified good father."
Hugo:?
Cristiano turned the doorknob and was caught off guard when he saw Ferguson and Giggs standing at the door, and behind them were Keane, Alan, Rooney, Neville...
The smile on Cristiano's face froze.
"Boss?! Why are you here?" He widened his eyes, then went to look for Ferdinand, only to see the tall defender squeezed to the back of the crowd, winking at him.
Cristiano: “…”
"This child?" Ferguson's eyes swept over the little guy in Cristiano's arms, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Cristiano subconsciously shrank his neck and swore that he was going to wait for a better time to confess to Sir Alex Ferguson.
But when he thought of Sir Alex Ferguson's thundering rage and his never-ending output, which was as deafening as a blower, he could never find the so-called good opportunity.
Cristiano moved aside awkwardly and changed the subject: "Come in first?"
Ferguson nodded slightly, walked in, and was surprised to see Cristiano's family was also there.
"Good day, ladies and gentlemen." Ferguson nodded and greeted, "May I ask what anniversary it is today?"
Cristiano shuffled at the end and walked slowly into the house.
When he heard what Ferguson said, he couldn't help but hide his face behind the little guy.
Junior opened his eyes slightly. Did his father and his mind return to the age of twenty-one? She actually hid her face behind him!
The little guy rolled his big eyes upwards in a very standard way.
Alan was looking around the house. He noticed that every corner was covered with soft cloth. In the open kitchen, he could see the equipment for sterilizing milk bottles working. There were signs of newborns living everywhere.
He narrowed his light blue eyes. This child must have lived with Ferdinand for a while. It was impossible for him to be brought by Cristiano's parents.
Keane looked at Ferdinand, lowered his voice, and squeezed a hand on the shoulder of the reliable defender: "Leo, is there something you forgot to tell me?"
Ferdinand: “…”
Cristiano cleared his throat and walked up to Ferguson holding the little guy.
He said to himself that in his previous life, Boss always smiled happily every time he saw him and Junior, so this wouldn't be a big problem.
While he was thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Boss, come and take a look at this kid."
Ferguson looked at Cristiano and noticed that his golden boy was a little nervous, but more proud and satisfied.
He followed Cristiano's gaze and saw the child in the young man's arms, wearing a cute little bee-patterned dress.
The little guy opened his round eyes and looked at him without any fear of strangers. He even grinned at him with his bare gums and squinted eyes, just like Cristiano.
Exactly the same as Cristiano.
Even though Ferguson was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw the child.
——He was reminded by a few words that Mendes let out, and today Keane suggested that they come to see Ronnie who was temporarily staying at Ferdinand's place to see if the boy needed any help, so he came along.
Seeing this, Cristiano knew that Ferguson had heard the news from somewhere - most likely Mendes, and maybe Ferdinand.
It is normal for Mendes to communicate with Sir Alex Ferguson. It is reasonable for Ferguson to know about this matter, he just hasn't mustered up the courage to tell the other party.
As for Ferdinand, he believed that Rio would never leak the secret intentionally, but the honest defender was not one who would lie, so perhaps he had already been seen through.
Cristiano held the little guy in front of Sir Alex Ferguson and gently handed him to Sir Alex Ferguson: "Boss, do you want to hug him?"
Ferguson paused slightly when he heard this, and he looked at Cristiano. There was a hint of temptation and expectation in the boy's beautiful brown-green eyes, and he couldn't refuse such a look.
Ferguson let out a light breath and took the child from the boy's arms. As soon as the little guy was in his hands, he smiled even more brightly and made a soft and thin "baby" sound, as if he was saying hello to him.
This little guy, just like Cristiano, knows how to please people, Ferguson thought to himself.
"So what's his name?" Ferguson looked at Cristiano.
"Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro." Cristiano curled the corners of his lips and looked into the eyes of the Scottish coach.
Giggs and the others nearby couldn't help but gasp when they heard this, as if they had just realized something: "Wait, Ronnie, is this your child?!"
Alan's eyes flashed with understanding, but more of it was curiosity.
Cristiano turned around and blinked, then looked at his teammates along with Junior: "Isn't it obvious enough?"
Giggs and others: "..."
Obviously, too obvious.
They could hardly even see the other person's dominant gene in the child's face.
Neville couldn't help but look at Ferguson. He even thought that he should bring some medicine like heart-protecting pills with him, otherwise the boss would be mad.
Back then, David was scolded by his boss for several days just because he was in a relationship. Later, when he got married, he was even scolded by his boss and forced to come back for training during his honeymoon, not to mention that Ronnie had a child this time.
However, to everyone's surprise, Ferguson just curled his lips slightly and nodded, saying, "Cristiano Junior? Very good. I hope this kid can become as good as his father."
Cristiano paused, looked at Ferguson, and whispered, "Boss?"
Ferguson looked at Cristiano: "This kid surprised me, Ronnie, but I think you won't let me down? You will continue to move forward straight on the road of football instead of being tripped by other things?"
He tapped Cristiano's chest: "Becoming a father will make you stronger. And football will make you great, Ronnie, never give up football."
Ferguson said in a deep voice.
What else can he do? The child is out now. Can he really let the child go back to where he came from? He couldn't stare at David like he did—the baby was out!
Hell, Cristiano is even a step ahead of David at this age.
Ferguson was furious inside, but his face remained calm.
Cristiano was very surprised, this was much better than any scene he had imagined!
"Thank you! Boss!" Cristiano hugged Ferguson, he lowered his head and choked, his head resting on Ferguson's shoulder.
Ferguson felt the wetness on his shoulder and he couldn't help but laugh.
He couldn't help but think, Oh my God, his Ronnie was still a child, and now this child actually had his own child! This is such a mess!
"So are you going to send this kid back to Portugal?" Ferguson asked.
"No, I want to keep him with me and take good care of him." Cristiano replied. He could hire a nanny or pay William an extra salary to help him take care of the little guy. He would spend all his time except for training and games with Junior.
The departure in the previous life made him realize that companionship is never too little, and he would never allow the little one to leave him.
Likewise, Junior would not be willing to leave his father.
Ferguson frowned and wanted to say something to persuade him, but he saw Junior tightly grasping Cristiano's clothes and leaning against him pitifully, as if he understood what he said.
Cristiano held the child in his arms, and the two of them were like a community.
Ferguson couldn't say anything else. He even felt that it would be a sin to separate the young father and son.
He waved his hand in resignation: "Whatever you want, Ronnie, whatever you want. I can't control you anyway."
Cristiano grinned and put his arm around the old man's face affectionately: "Boss, I know you can help me. Can I take the little guy to the training ground? I promise it won't affect the training!"
Ferguson: “…”
You're getting too aggressive, Cristiano!
However, the next day, Carrington, Manchester United's training base, welcomed its Theatre of Dreams prince - pushing a baby stroller version.
No one can say no to Cristiano, no one.
Cristiano wants it, Cristiano gets it, this is the iron rule of Manchester United. ——Neville wrote this in his autobiography later.
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