When Grandpa Cao heard the word "lost", he exploded on the spot, "What? Lost? Lost to the Xiangjiang team? Are you kidding me? How did the coach and players arrange their tactics and play? We won the runner-up of the Asian Cup last year. A draw in this game will allow us to enter the second round. We still have a chance in the World Cup next year..."
Grandpa Cao also liked to play football when he was young. Children from wealthy families always have many skills. You know, China is the country with the longest history of football. It's really infuriating.
Seeing that her grandfather always had this reaction, Shen Anning was so angry that she collapsed in her chair and couldn't speak. She could imagine how angry the fans watching the game at the scene would be. She quickly guessed the content of the call, "Is there a disturbance among the fans over there? Are they going to beat up the athletes and coaches?"
"Not yet. After all, the security there is quite strict. Many police stations in the city have dispatched officers there, including those from the armed forces. Even if they are blocked, there are also players and coaches from Hong Kong. It's really exciting to watch."
Hong Kong and Macao have not yet returned to the embrace of the motherland. Although we all know that many of the players here are Chinese and we all have the same ancestors, and we hope that these places can return to the embrace of the motherland as soon as possible, but who can blame some Hong Kong people for always regarding themselves as foreigners? In addition, Hong Kong is now owned by Great Britain, and many players are also foreigners. These behaviors are very detrimental to people's goodwill.
"Alright, then hurry over. With so many people stuck inside and outside the venue, transportation must be inconvenient. Too many people can easily cause trouble."
Cao Jingheng walked away holding an umbrella, cursing in his heart. This trip must have been tiring just for the coordination.
Grandma Cao looked at her husband sitting on a chair, clutching his chest, and poked him with the feather duster in her hand. "That's enough. Losing is losing. You can't change the outcome even if you can't accept it. Calm down and accept it."
"Accept? No, Lingyun, how can this ending be accepted? Why didn't I go to the stadium to watch the game? I didn't even dare to turn on the TV at home today, for fear of an accident. You remember I had a dream a few days ago, and I said at the time that there might be an accident in our home game. Wow, the result is really surprising."
Shen Anning has known Grandpa Cao since he was a teenager in the Northeast. It has been more than ten years now, but this is the first time he has seen Grandpa so angry. It can be seen that Grandpa is a real fan, and a die-hard fan who supports his own team.
Thinking about the development of the Chinese national football team in the following years, Shen Anning could only silently sympathize with his grandfather. After all, football has never picked up since this game, and the trend of getting worse and worse has been criticized by all parties.
Because his mother was at home, Peanut didn't take a nap at noon. He pestered Shen An Ning to play with him and tell him stories. Knowing that the little guy hadn't seen her for several days and was clinging to her, Shen An Ning was of course willing to indulge him. Except for not listening to the little guy's words when it came to eating dried fruits and snacks, she smiled and agreed to everything Peanut said.
At dinner time, Cao Jingheng didn't come back. Shen Anning was a little emotional. In the past six months, either they and their husband were very busy, or one of them was always busy. The time they spent together could really be counted on the knuckles of their fingers. Thinking that the man still wanted a sister, she really had to comfort herself with a word that there was a long way to go.
In the afternoon, neighbors in the alley gathered to chat and discuss the situation at the stadium. They heard that over 80,000 fans had gathered there and injured foreigners. They wanted an explanation from the Football Association leaders and demanded a conversation with the director of the Culture and Sports Bureau. The situation was far more serious than anyone had imagined! An 80,000-person gathering—any battle in the history of the War of Resistance against Japan that exceeded that number would be worthy of mention in history books.
At the dinner table, Grandpa Cao sighed several times, causing Peanut to look at him worriedly, "Tai, Tai, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh, Peanut, the wife is fine, just a little sad about losing the game. The wife is fine, little darling." I spoke with some old friends on the phone in the afternoon. Football fans like Grandpa Cao were also furious. Many wealthy retired old men like him who sponsored the team every year said that they would stop sponsoring them after today until they win the game again.
At night, because his father was not at home, Peanut was so happy that he could hold his mother and sleep together. In the past, his mother was often not at home, and only when his mother was not at home would his father allow him to sleep in the big bed. But the feeling of being held by his father and being held by his mother is different!
"Mom, I'm so happy!"
Shen Anning patted her son's round belly and kissed her son's fair and tender face, "Huh? Is it because mommy is at home tonight and sleeps with Peanut? Peanut is happy, right?"
"Yes, mommy smells good, daddy smells bad, daddy's flesh is hard, well, it's uncomfortable."
Shen Anning listened to his son's words and laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He originally thought that they were a loving father and son, but he didn't expect that this would not last for three minutes.
"Then Mommy will hold Peanut to sleep tonight, okay? You've been playing all day and didn't take a nap. Mommy will stay home with you all afternoon, okay? Wait ten days, until Mommy graduates. Then Mommy will play with you every day and hold you to sleep."
Hearing what Shen An Ning said, Cao Siheng's first reaction was to stretch out his little finger. Brother Erbao had taught him that when listening to adults speak, one should always be ready to make a promise. Yes, that's right, only in this way can what adults say be true.
Maybe it was because she was used to staying up late during this period, and she slept all morning during the day. After lying in bed and coaxing her son to sleep, Shen Anning didn't feel sleepy at all.
It was already two or three in the morning when Cao Jingheng came back. He smelled of sweat and the pungent smell of smoke bombs. He didn't dare to go into the house. He went to the bathroom in the guest room and washed himself from head to toe several times.
When he opened the bathroom door, he saw his wife standing there. He was stunned for a second, and the next second he pulled her over and threw her into his arms. The young couple had few opportunities to meet during this period, and every time he came back, his son would compete for his favor. Cao Jingheng had already been worried about his wife.
After a good time, lying on top of the man, Shen Anning's voice was still hoarse from the love affair, and asked: "How's the situation over there? I heard that some foreign players were injured. Are they all right?"
"I got two stitches on my head. I don't know when those spectators prepared the rocks. It was the athlete's bad luck. He won, so he won. He was showing off and making faces at the audience. Those in the first row were either rich or powerful. I guess they just had to pay more money and apologize in the end."
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