The Godfather of Greenery

Chapter 229 Going to London

After a busy day at work, when he returned home covered in bricks and sand, Franck Ribery kept turning his head back and forth, so that his sore neck could be more comfortable, at least not so sore.

After working for so long, his body is already used to this kind of work intensity, but his neck still feels sore.

"I've put away the bath water for you!" His wife Vahiba greeted her. She was pregnant, so she didn't go out to work, so she stayed at home, which also put more pressure on Ribery.

Many people only notice the slightly rascally behavior of this scar-faced young man, but they never notice the seriousness every time he sees his wife, from the day he got married From the beginning, he kept telling himself that from now on, he would no longer live alone, he had a wife to take care of, and he was about to welcome his first child.

In the past, he could pursue his dreams unscrupulously, and he could do what he wanted to do and what he liked to do without any scruples, but from now on, all of these have no chance for him, because he has a family to ask for. to bear.

No matter how hard or tired he is outside, when he returns home and sees his wife, he will show a smile and pat his wife's face gently. It's not good, but in Ribery's eyes, this is the world best woman.

Some people say that France is very romantic, but if a romantic French does not have some extramarital affairs, it will appear very unFrench.

After Ribery became a professional player in Boulogne, there was a time when he was indulgent and crazy, because all women like football stars, and they like to watch men conquer them in bed just like conquering opponents on the court, so even if Ribery has a shocking scar on his face, but he is still very popular in this city.

But now, he seldom does this anymore. He only goes out once in a while when he can't hold back the fun-loving middle-aged people. But more often, he stays at home and stays with his wife, which is what he does the most. The thing is to watch the game.

In the recent period, he hardly touched the TV. When he got home, after taking a shower and eating, he would be dazed and fall asleep with his head covered.

Wahiba is not a very shrewd woman with a high degree of education and rich experience. On the contrary, she feels that she does not understand anything, but she understands her husband, because she sees him working hard every day when he comes home and takes off his clothes. She felt distressed when she walked in to take a bath in clothes covered in brick crumbs.

Several times, when she was helping her husband pack his clothes, she found a newspaper, the team newspaper, in the back of her trouser pocket.

This is the most authoritative sports daily in France, and the focus of this newspaper is undoubtedly European events.

Wahiba is not stupid, she guessed that her husband must secretly buy such a newspaper every day and read it secretly, but sometimes, because he was too tired, he accidentally brought it home and was given by himself. Found.

Looking through the team newspaper, Wahiba noticed that on the page of the newspaper introducing the Premier League, there was a list, which introduced in detail the list of key signings of Premier League Chelsea this summer, followed by the transfer of each player. The price will be marked in red, which represents the players recently introduced by Chelsea.

Joe Cole, from West Ham, €650m; Scott Parker, from Charlton, €1000m; Edgar Davies, from Juventus, €1500m; Robin van Persie , from Feyenoord, 300 million euros.

When Wahiba was in a relationship with Ribery before, she was influenced by Ribery and knew some football. She was surprised. What is the origin of this team? It is so rich that it spent one summer With a transfer fee of more than 1 million euros, the introductions include first-class stars such as Edgar Davis, Cannavaro, and Ronaldinho.

Of course, she also knew why her husband read this newspaper. He must also be paying attention to Chelsea.

I remember, half a month ago, when Franck Ribery came home, he casually mentioned that Ye Qiu to her. The head coach of Chelsea once went to the construction site to find him and told him about joining Chelsea. matter.

At that time, Ribery used a very casual and indifferent tone, but Wahiba could tell that he wanted, really wanted!

If he really didn't care, why did he remember everything Ye Qiu said when he returned home?If he didn't want to, why didn't he watch TV after that day?If he doesn't want to, why does he have to throw away the newspaper before entering the house every time he reads it?

There is only one reason, he thought, but he dared not say it, dare not do it!
Many people think that Franck Ribery is very hooligan, because he has little education, and his background is not high. In addition to the scar on his face, he has been teased since he was a child, so he always uses a very hooligan way Come to disguise yourself.

Only a very few people understand in their hearts that he is actually a person, and he cannot be said to be very good, because he will also be irritable, have troubles, and vent his temper at his wife, but more, he is a very responsible person. man.

Otherwise, why would he not dare to pursue his dream because of his father's words?

Wahiba still remembers, that night, when his father announced that he would let them get married and help them rent a house here, he told him clearly that he would support a family independently and take care of the pregnancy wife and unborn child, so he must take responsibility like a man.

Ribery hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed.

Since then, he has gone to his father's construction site to help move bricks, because he doesn't know how to do other technical work, and can only do the most basic work, which is an individual job that can be done with a little strength, that is, move bricks.

Wahiba knew that Ribery was proud and arrogant, he didn't want to move bricks at all, but if he didn't move bricks, what could he do?
He wanted culture but no culture, technology but no skills. He liked playing football since he was a child, but the end result of playing football was that he didn't even have the travel expenses to go home with his pregnant wife in Brest. He felt extremely ashamed.

So what can he do?How can he support himself and his family?

Thinking of this, Wahiba suddenly felt that two round teardrops slipped from her eyes, very sore and painful.

She didn't know what she could do, what she could do, she didn't understand, she just felt that she didn't want to see her husband like this, and she wanted to help him, but she didn't know how to help, she had no way at all.

The sound of the bathing water in the bathroom stopped, and Wahiba quickly wiped away the tears on her face, blinked vigorously, and quickly stuffed the team newspaper into the trash can not far away, closed the lid, and packed the clothes In the laundry bucket outside the balcony, when he came back, he put on a smiling face.

"You're hungry, I've already made dinner!" Wahiba said with a smile.

Franck Ribery nodded, not wanting to move, so he sat on the sofa with two or three holes in the narrow living room, looked at the TV remote control beside him, and finally resisted the urge to press it. .

"Wahiba, have you seen my money?" Ribery suddenly thought.

"No, maybe it's in the trouser pocket!" replied the wife in the kitchen.

Franck Ribery walked out of the living room directly, came to the crowded balcony, found his pants from the laundry bucket, and took out his salary for this month from the trouser pocket. This was just settled by his father, which was a full 3000 yuan. More euros, it is already considered a very good salary.

"Here, take it!" When his wife walked out of the kitchen, Ribery counted out [-] euros and handed them over to Vahiba, holding a few in his hand, but he didn't care. "Buy more supplements for yourself. I heard that the little guy is growing his body and head now, so he should pay attention to his nutrition."

Wahiba took the money, tears were about to fall again, but she blinked vigorously.

Franck Ribery pretended not to see his wife's expression, lowered his head to eat the pasta in front of him, his mouth full of tomato sauce, "I will go out to drink with them at night, and I may come back later!"

Wahiba hummed, didn't say anything, took the money in both hands, and wanted to go to the kitchen.

But she just stood up, and her eyes involuntarily swept across the trash can. She suddenly felt that the money in her hand was heavy. She didn't know where the courage came from. She turned her head, turned around, and looked at husband.

"You go!" Wahiba couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Well, go later!" Ribery thought he was talking about drinking.

"I mean, go to England!"

Franck Ribery raised his head abruptly, and saw his wife with hazy eyes but a firm face. He suddenly thought of something, but quickly curled his lips, and continued to lower his head to eat noodles, but said vaguely in his mouth , "What are you going to do in England? Traveling?"

"Go to London and find the one named Ye Qiu!" Wahiba finally calmed herself down. She made a hasty decision just now, but now she is very sure, because she feels that she should support and encourage her husband to try again. , even if it fails, and then return to Boulogne in despair, it is still better than her husband is now, isn't it?

"I don't understand the truth, but I don't think you can do this kind of work for the rest of your life!" Wahiba said firmly.

Franck Ribery copied a piece of facial tissue casually, and when wiping his mouth, he also inadvertently wiped his eyes, wiped a little wet, and deliberately sneered, "Why? Look down on me for moving bricks? You knew me back then At that time, I was a person with no ability, now I regret it?"

"You know what I say!" Vahiba became sure.

"I just don't fucking know what you're talking about!" Franck Ribery threw away the tissue in his hand and stood up, like an angry tiger, staring at his wife viciously, as if he wanted to eat people, especially when he cooperated The shocking scar on his face looked indescribably ferocious.

But in Wahiba's view, all of this is a disguise, a fake, a paper tiger!

"You know that, right?"

When his wife asked softly, Ribery couldn't get angry anymore, turned his head to look at the side, and remained silent.

There are only two people who understand him best, one is his father and the other is his wife, but the terrible thing is that the former made him feel at ease as a construction worker, while the latter has now changed his mind and encouraged him to find his dream. How to do it?
"Go to London and pursue your dreams boldly. If you think you can do it, then you have a try. Didn't the manager of Chelsea come to you from London? He must be optimistic about you, otherwise, he Why did you come? If you try, you will still have a chance, if you don’t dare to go, you will never have a chance!”

Franck Ribery turned his head and stared at his wife. He suddenly discovered, when and what made his weak wife suddenly become so strong?So assertive?

"I went, and I won't be able to come back in a day or two. If it works, then I have nothing to say. If it doesn't work, it will take a month or two at the earliest, and it may take a year or so at the slowest. What do you and your child eat? For what? Tell me!" Ribery didn't think about going, but he didn't dare to go.

His first child is about to be born, is it worth taking such a risk now?
If it was a year ago, he would not hesitate to go, but now, he dare not!
Wahiba thought for a while, and put the 3000 euros in her hand into her husband's hand, "I usually keep some of the money you give me. It's enough to save money. You take the money with you. Go to London, go find your dreams, don't worry about me, I will be fine, I will be able to take care of myself and our children."

After a pause, Vahiba showed a bitter smile, "Besides, your father won't let me and the child starve to death, will he?"

Franck Ribery was very moved, really moved. If he was only thinking about it alone, he would not dare to go, but now even his wife encourages him like this. It is impossible for him not to be moved, but no matter what he thinks, he will I feel that I shouldn't be so irresponsible, leaving so many things in the hands of my wife, that's not what a man should do.

Thinking of this, he put the money in his hand back into his wife's hand, "I won't go!"

"You go!" Wahiba yelled this time, "I know you want to go, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" After finishing speaking, she put the money back into her husband's hand and walked out of the sofa area. "If you're still worried, I'll go back to my parents tomorrow and pick me up when you come back."

"No!" Franck Ribery is unwilling to be looked down upon by his wife's family. He has his own pride and dignity.

"Then you go!" Wahiba was very firm, because she really believed that her husband could succeed. She always believed that what her husband lacked was just a chance, as long as he was given a chance, he would be able to soar into the sky.

"You really... trust me that much?" Ribery raised his head and looked at his wife.

"Yes!" Vahiba nodded without hesitation.

Franck Ribery looked at his wife, and then at the money in his hand. He stuffed it into his wife's hand, not allowing her to refuse, "I'll go, half a year at the fastest, a year at the slowest, and I'll go to London to try my luck. If you get in, I'll take you to London right away, if unfortunately you can't get in, then I'll come back!"

Seeing that his wife was about to put the money into his hands, Franck Ribery slammed it back, "You keep the money. I only need an air ticket. I have hands and feet. I won't starve to death in London!"

Hearing what her husband said, Wahiba didn't say anything more, left the money, smiled, "I'll help you pack your things." Then she walked back to the room.

Franck Ribery sat on the sofa in the living room, turning a lot of thoughts in his mind. Now that he decided to go, he had to make arrangements for his wife's presence here. Of course, he had to tell his parents, but he couldn't say it now. , Because I said it, my father might come to stop him, and it would be impossible to leave at that time.

Better to give him another call just before boarding the plane so he can't stop it.

Ribery's mind was a mess, he thought a lot, he thought of Ye Qiu, the legendary Chelsea, Ronaldinho, this Brazilian is very famous in France, and Card Navarro, Edgar Davis, Gallas, Evra, Drogba...

He suddenly discovered that those rumored stars who had only been read and heard in the newspapers were actually not that far away from him. As long as he went to London, as long as he could persuade Ye Qiu to let him stay at Chelsea , then he can play on the same stadium and train on the same training ground as this group of stars.

The Premier League, the Champions League, and even the national team were all such unattainable dreams for him in the past. Now he seems to close his eyes and stretch out his hands, and he can touch them. All of them are for him. It's all so dreamy.

"Would you like to call that person named Ye Qiu?"

Wahiba quickly helped Ribery pack his things. The most important thing was Ribery's pair of sneakers, which were a bit worn out, but she took care of them very well. I believe that even if he goes to the Premier League, he can still continue wear.

When Franck Ribery heard his wife's question, his face froze, and he smiled helplessly, "I threw away his business card!"

"Ah?" Vahiba was taken aback, "Then what should I do? When you arrive in London, who do you go to?"

"Don't worry, I'll go straight to Stamford Bridge. Chelsea is so famous that everyone in London must know about it. I'll go directly to him and I'm sure I can find him," Ribery said firmly.

He was worried about his wife before, but now even his wife encourages him so much, he finally made up his mind, he must go to London to make a foray, give it a try, whether it works or not, he must fulfill his wish and fulfill his dream, so that , even if it really doesn't work, then he can come back to be his construction worker with peace of mind.

"Then be careful yourself!" Vahiba stuffed the backpack into her husband's arms.

Franck Ribery took it over, grabbed it tightly, and kept nodding, "You wait for me at home, go to my parents if you need something, I will call him, be sure to wait for me at home!"

As soon as Wahiba's eyes were red, tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't stop nodding.

Ribery stepped forward, kissed his wife on the forehead, and hugged his wife tightly.

The two didn't say anything, they hugged each other like this, and stood for a long time before Ribery turned around, grabbed his luggage, and walked out of the house.

Wahiba watched her husband leave, and then she prayed to Allah with words in her mouth, hoping that her husband's trip will go smoothly and all wishes will come true!

(End of this chapter)