"Okay. I won't say anything more. I really have come to my senses." Liu Yafang went out again with a smile on her face.
She actually doesn't like watching the Olympics; she doesn't understand them. Even her children and Bi Tiegang like to watch them, but she prefers the crowds and the excitement.
Colonel Chu didn't know whether he had seen it or heard his mother-in-law exaggerate it. He snorted again, and in front of Bi Yue, he didn't hide his childishness and even ordered his son, who was less than 20 months old, "Go, bring Dad a cup of water."
Bi Yue tried to soothe him, throwing in a casual jingle to lighten his mood: "There's a country in the world whose history is largely fabricated, whose wars are largely lost, whose status is largely that of a vassal state, whose looks are largely the result of plastic surgery, whose sports are largely played for cheating, whose diplomacy is always said to be helpless, and whose meals include kimchi."
"Puff." Chu Yifeng sprayed water and tea leaves. He was happy to hear this. He wiped his mouth and said, "Wife, do you want to discuss something with me?"
"explain."
"I've made an appointment with Dapeng and the others to watch the game together tomorrow. Don't worry, I won't invite them home to cause trouble for Mom. Let's go to the clubhouse to watch it."
"What game?"
"football."
"ah."
Chu Yifeng quickly added a reassurance: "Don't worry, I'll take care of two children for one dollar. I can watch the game without delaying my care for the children. If they get tired, they'll have nowhere to sleep."
"Of course. You're unemployed, and you dare not look after your kids? Tomorrow, eh?" Bi Yue rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, "Really? Why isn't there a big TV? Otherwise, we could have a ball game in the yard, and everyone could eat, drink, and shout slogans. It would be so cool. Hey? Take me with you?"
Chu Yifeng gave a thumbs up: "We are a couple. Look at Brother Tao's wife, she is far worse than you. When we went there before, she didn't even give us a good face, thinking we were a nuisance to the house."
"Tsk, don't think I don't know. They just renovated their house that year, and you burned a hole in their sofa."
"Haha, you know all this? You're quite well-informed."
"Then take a look."
Bi Yuexin said it, mainly because she also wanted to watch the football game.
After all, this is the first time that Chinese football has entered the Olympics through the qualifiers, and the current Chinese team is definitely top-notch in Asia.
If she missed this session, she might not have the chance to see Feng Zi again.
You have to know that in the following decades, Chinese football did not make any progress despite the spring breeze of reform. Instead, it became more and more deteriorating.
The moon is full in the West Tower Club.
"Kick, kick, kick for me!"
"Hurry up, hurry up."
The little dragon handed the towel to Liu Dapeng. Uncle Dapeng took it without hesitation, without even saying thank you. He wiped the sweat off his head and suddenly stood up and shouted:
"Pass it, pass it, damn it, go ahead!"
The little dragon laughed heartily and looked up at the crazy adults.
Zuo Tao instructed the little dragon man again: "Good son, go get that bottle opener, yes, the one you were playing with just now, don't hide it, come here, bring it to me."
Chu Yifeng held Xiaoxi in his arms. Xiaoxi finished eating the meatball and turned her head: "Dad?"
"Hey! Hey? How did we lose it? Hurry, hurry back to defend!" Chu Yifeng watched intently.
"dad?"
The Chinese team's goal was just about to be shot at. Chu Yifeng was so anxious that he didn't care whether his daughter was his father or not. He just stuffed his little finger directly into his daughter's mouth.
Xiaoxi held it in her mouth for two seconds... "Pah." The child spat in disgust.
Bi Yue saw this scene when she entered the room. She wiped her son's face first, then pulled him over and said, "See? If you don't study hard when you grow up, you'll have to work in the police station."
Everyone was amused, but Liu Liwei pointed at the TV with an unwilling look on his face: "Sister-in-law, it's still 0-0!"
Bi Yue thought to herself: This is pretty good. She thought that if she came back late, she wouldn’t be able to see the score of 0-0.
What else do you want? Watching Chinese football in the 1980s was much happier than watching it in later generations. Be content.
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