【102】Chinese Football vs Runaway(2/2)
When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I borrowed a toy from Binghe, one of the five Saint Seiya brothers, and went home to play. When Xiaohai saw it, he snatched it directly. I was definitely not happy and started fighting with him. At this time, Master Shi Yongyuan came to hear the sound. Xiaohai cried bitterly and said with great grievance: "Dad, he snatched my toys and hit me!"
Master Shi Yongyuan didn't say anything and beat me up with a feather duster.
I went off topic again and continued to talk about Uncle Hongtashan.
Uncle Hongtashan only stayed in the town for a few years before leaving. It is said that he went to a big city to do a big business. He came back that autumn just to see his old friends and handle his old house in the town.
That was the first time I felt that I had surpassed Xiaohai, because Uncle Hongtashan specially gave me a digital pager. In that era, this was a very strange thing.
That night, Master Shi Yongyuan had a deep heart-to-heart talk with me. The final requirement for this heart-to-heart talk was that I would try my best to get first in the next test, so that he would take me to see Uncle Hongtashan and do something by the way.
I understand that I finally had the opportunity to become his tool for cheating money.
But I couldn't be happy. I don't know what they were thinking. Anyway, I had no shame to meet any relatives and friends at that time, and I didn't want this family to deceive relatives and friends through me.
In that half of the exam, I had the heart to hand in the blank paper, but I didn’t have that kind of courage.
I chose to pretend to be sick and ended up doing a mess.
Master Shi Yongyuan is an expert in making sideliness, and he quickly exposed my conspiracy.
That day, he was furious and grabbed a two-finger-thick plastic water pipe and hit me. After breaking the water pipe, he pulled out the belt and beat me up. That was the first time I was beaten and didn't cry. At that time, I was fifteen years old, I had a certain sense of resistance. Instead, I was laughing. I smiled and shouted at him, "Even if you beat me to death, you won't be able to cheat money!"
He finally stopped and looked at me with a strange look.
He has never hit me again since.
A few days later, he actually came to apologize to me. That was the first time he apologized to me.
I was moved by his sincerity and I forgave him.
He promised me that he would take me to Chengdu during National Day to watch Quanxing beat Shenhua on site.
I was immediately blinded by this short check, and the small universe was completely burning.
During that period, I was hopelessly obsessed with football and was so crazy that I spent all my spare time playing football.
During that period, I was full of expectations for Sichuan Football. Even many years later, I could still speak Li Bing, Wei Qun, Yao Xia, and Ma Mingyu. In that era, these people were the four kings in the minds of Sichuan women and the Siguniang Mountain in the minds of Sichuan men.
During that period, I always had a dream in my heart, hoping to watch a Quanxing football game on site. If I could see Quanxing VS Wanda, or Quanxing VS Shenhua, it would be great.
For this game, I worked hard to earn performance.
That year's National Day happened to be my birthday, and my family invited Uncle Hongtashan to a banquet.
Later I found out that at that birthday party, Master Shi Yongyuan successfully borrowed 30,000 yuan from Uncle Hongtashan.
I would rather understand such "borrowing" as a fraud.
The next day, Uncle Hongtashan left and went to the big city.
I was restless and had no insomnia every night since that day.
Whenever I close my eyes, I see Uncle Hongtashan’s smiling face.
I know that I am the culprit of this incident.
Uncle Hongtashan, whom I respect the most, was deceived because of me.
I don't know if I will see him again in the future.
Since Uncle Hongtashan left, Master Shi Yongyuan snatched the pager that Uncle Hongtashan gave me and put it on his waist. He always lifted up the clothes on his waist intentionally or unintentionally when walking, for fear that others would not know that he had a pager.
I felt something was wrong, so I secretly got the schedule from a classmate and suddenly realized that there was no Quanxing vs Shenhua during the National Day.
I didn't give up. A few days before the National Day holiday was about to end, I asked him: "Are you still going to watch the football?"
Master Shi Yongyuan was very calm: "I don't have time, let's go next year."
I slipped out that afternoon and took a bus to the county town.
When I met my fifth uncle in the county town, I told a lie, borrowed 100 yuan from my fifth uncle, spent 35 yuan to buy a ticket and took a long-distance bus to Chengdu.
I passed by the Quanxing team many times outside the home court, but I couldn't get in.
That was the first time I ran away from home.
Many years later, when I think back on this, I still can't accept it. The first time I ran away from home in my fucking life was for Chinese football!
Chapter completed!