Melbourne

When was the last time I got back here?

Mo Mengchen thought about it.

It should be in high school. At that time, injuries had not yet invaded Mo Mengchen. He was the hope star of Australian basketball. He thought his performance would make his grandfather proud, but that didn't happen.

Their relationship also fell to freezing point from that time.

Mo Mengchen was very low-key and came and went without a trace. No media learned that he had returned to Australia, so he could go in and out without any obstacles.

He would not be blocked by reporters outside the airport, nor would he need to make a big fuss, as if he wanted to let people all over Australia know that he was back.

The person who came back with him was Medela. Some things really took her to be present.

After getting off the plane, Medela dialed a phone number.

After the phone call, she said: "The Pistons have decided to sign a two-year contract with Ben Wallace."

very good.

Originally, he just wanted to use his advantages to add Big Ben to the team during the offseason, but he didn't expect to hook Barkley to the Pistons.

Last season, Barkley was still an All-Star who could average 2010 games, and it shouldn't decline too much this season. With him, the Pistons' inside line has the capital to challenge other teams with inside stars.

Barkley's problem is his age and more and more injuries. This fat man does not pay attention to maintenance. He is strong when he is young, and it doesn't matter, but it won't work when he is old.

Fortunately, this is not a fool who is irrational.

"Boss, where are we going next?" Medela asked.

"It's not the city center anyway." Mo Mengchen said.

Mo Yuanhang doesn’t like noisy places, especially in the center of the city, where traffic is bustling and bustling.

He said that when he retires, he will live such a life - taking a walk in the morning, fishing in the afternoon, and watching the sunset in the evening.

He did it.

The closer he got to Mo Yuanhang's address, the more Mo Mengchen could remember the past. Although this was something that others had experienced, it was vivid in his mind at this moment, as if it had happened yesterday, as if he had experienced these things personally.

Duameles

It is still within Melbourne, but far from the city centre.

For those living in the heart of the city, it is no different from the countryside.

Getting closer and closer.

How should I face him? How should I call him?

For an old man who was physically uncomfortable - by the way, how far was his body? Mo Yuanhang in Mo Mengchen's memory was a person as strong as steel. He could not imagine that he would deliberately say "physical discomfort" in his letter. Then how bad was his physical condition?

Should I call him grandpa?

Calculate the age. If it were in the previous life, Mo Yuanhang should be Mo Mengchen’s uncle.

"Boss, how long do you have to stay here?" Medela needed to ask clearly, even though Mo Mengchen didn't want to talk about this matter at all.

Mo Mengchen said, "I don't know, I need to understand his condition first."

"Do you need to arrange training?" Medela continued to ask.

Mo Mengchen said, "I will tell you if you need it."

Medela no longer speaks.

It's August now, and there are still one and a half months left. The preseason training camp for the new season is about to open, and he doesn't know how long he will stay here.

If it takes a long time, he will definitely find a place to train here, and it is impossible for him to not touch the ball for a long time.

The car stopped and arrived.

This is an ordinary house, and it looks nothing special.

From then on, people passing by probably wouldn't have imagined that there was an amazing doctor living in this ordinary house.

"Bang bang."

Mo Mengchen knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

Mo Yuanhang came to open the door in person, and he looked very bad.

Seeing Mo Mengchen, Mo Yuanhang's eyes trembled. He blinked suddenly, trying to make sure that he was not dazzled. He confirmed over and over again that the man standing in front of him was indeed his grandson who had not returned for many years.

The tough old man in my memory actually turned into this? I thought he was a tough one.

No matter how hard the steel is, it will rust for a day.

Mo Mengchen noticed that his hair looked excellent in quality, which was abnormal.

An elderly person like Mo Yuanhang, who is weak and sick, should not have such quality hair unless it is fake, yes, fake.

This strong-willed old man did not want to show off his depressed appearance, so he chose to lie.

What kind of disease can cause hair to fall out after treatment? What kind of disease can make a person look so negative?

What?

In an instant, the answer appeared in Mo Mengchen's mind.

"It's good to come back," Mo Yuanhang looked at Medela behind Mo Mengchen, "Is this... your girlfriend?"

He uses Chinese.

"No." Mo Mengchen said.

"She is my assistant."

Mo Mengchen once thought he would be embarrassed about how to call Mo Yuanhang, but it was actually very natural.

He didn't call him Grandpa Mo Yuanhang, and Mo Yuanhang was not surprised or dissatisfied, as if this was normal.

When was Mo Mengchen last called Grandpa Mo Yuanhang?

Mo Mengchen couldn't remember it, he couldn't remember it.

"Hello, sir, I am Mo's assistant." Medela couldn't understand Chinese. She just realized that Mo Yuanhang was talking about her. For her profession, she hoped that everyone who saw her would like her.

At this time, it is very important to have an unpleasant face and a delicate and friendly smile.

This is also what Mo Mengchen values ​​most. Her smile is very contagious. Even strangers who meet for the first time will gradually relax their vigilance because of her smile.

"Come in and sit down." Mo Yuanhang closed the door and led them into the living room.

The NBA video is being played in the living room, but not the current NBA, but the past NBA. If Mo Mengchen reads it correctly, this should be the finals of the Philadelphia 76ers and the Portland Trail Blazers.

Dr. J vs. Bill Walton, this is the game that was more than 20 years ago.

His grandfather is actually an NBA fan? He never knew it!

"Young people nowadays always like to say who is the greatest, maybe Michael Jordan is the greatest, but in the eyes of my generation, the greatest player is Dr.J."

Mo Yuanhang smiled and said, "He can do whatever Jordan can do; Jordan may not be able to do the movements he can do."

I haven't seen Dr.J, which means that everything you say is right.

Mo Yuanhang naturally talked to Mo Mengchen about the past NBA. He didn't seem to want to explain why he never let Mo Mengchen know that he was a fan.

He wanted to talk about something else now because he knew that Mo Mengchen would be interested in this matter.

"If this guy Walton hadn't had so many injuries, Bird and the Magician wouldn't have been better."

After talking about his idol, he began to flatter his idol's opponents again.

This is the logic that has been common throughout history.

You want to show that a person is awesome. You not only have to brag about this person, but also his opponent. The more you brag about his opponent, the more it can contrast his greatness.

He talked about the NBA in the past, and Mo Mengchen just listened.

He observed the layout of the house, which was very simple and nothing special.

Some traces can show the details, the number of shoes, the traces of cups, and the placement of items.

Mo Yuanhang should have hired a nanny, but that's all.

He reminded Mo Mengchen of himself in his previous life.

His wife died early, and Mo Mengchen had to devote all his energy to the hospital, and he eventually fell asleep in the hospital.

I wonder if someone would be sad for me if I found out that I couldn’t get up in the office and I couldn’t sleep?

Mo Mengchen returned to reality, Mo Yuanhang was still talking about Walton.

He has lost what he can lose.

Wife, son, granddaughter.

“What stage has it reached?”

Mo Mengchen interrupted him.
To be continued...