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  "Hehe, goodbye, wish you have more fun in China!"

  In the waiting hall of Beijing Capital Airport, Yang Cheng smiled and bid farewell to a group of German tourists in front of him.

  Also wish you lead Kaiserslautern to have a wonderful journey in Bundesliga, Yang! The German tourists also showed great respect for Yang Cheng, especially since he just helped them with temporary translation for more than half an hour.

  Yang Cheng smiled slightly, and after the tourists left, he began to pack his luggage. The airport staff behind him all had faces of admiration and gratitude, because if Yang Cheng hadn't intervened just now, they would have been in trouble.

  "Who is he? He seems very famous, all those Germans know him!"

  "Is he Chinese? Aren't Germans supposed to be xenophobic? Why are they all so respectful to him?"

  "He's quite handsome, young and talented, and can speak fluent foreign languages, he's simply the ideal prince charming!"

  Yang Cheng naturally did not know that the female attendants nearby were whispering to each other. After he finished packing his luggage, he suddenly didn't know which direction to go and happened to see someone passing by, so he went up to ask.

  "Uh... excuse me, I'd like to transfer south..." Yang Chengsheng was afraid the other person would put on airs, so he deliberately spoke with a bit of a troubled tone.

  "Who would have thought that the other person hadn't even finished listening, and immediately nodded and said: 'Oh, a transfer? I'll take you there!'"

  Yang Cheng was taken aback, thinking he had accidentally bumped into a scalper outside the Spring Festival train station.

  However, the female clerk was very enthusiastic and quickly handled all the formalities with Yang Cheng. She then reluctantly left, leaving Yang Cheng wondering, "What's going on here?"

  In the end, he thought it was because he had done a good deed just now and the other party was repaying him!

  There were still 30 minutes before boarding, and Yang Cheng went outside the airport to make a long-distance call.

  He himself had a mobile phone in his hand, which was the latest European model, but it couldn't be used domestically, so he could only go to the public telephone booth to make a call.

  Although the club is on holiday, Werner Mertz does not have such a good life. He has just been appointed as vice chairman and there are many things waiting for him to do, including several transfers handed over by Yang Cheng.

  One is Pavel Kuka, a 29-year-old Czech center who was once close to becoming the top scorer in the Bundesliga and is also the main striker of the Czech national team. However, after Yang Chen took office, he trusted Marshall more, and Van Nistelrooy, making Pavel Kuka have fewer opportunities, but he still scored 8 goals in the 2nd Bundesliga.

  Currently, many Bundesliga teams are optimistic about Pavel Kuka, among which the newly promoted Nuremberg and Stuttgart are the most enthusiastic, especially the former. Although they are the promoted team in this season's 2nd division, they aim to be promoted to the first division, so they are spending a lot of money to buy players.

  But it's clear that this kind of team has a hard time attracting top players, so they can only focus on digging up players who have ability but are in a relatively poor situation. That's why they set their sights on Pavel Kuka, the Czech forward from 2nd Bundesliga champion Kaiserslautern, who didn't get along with Yang Chen.

  Yang Cheng learned from the Super Coach Assistant System's transfer assessment that Nuremberg can offer Pavel Kuka a maximum of $1.5 million, while Stuttgart is only willing to pay $1 million because they are buying a substitute player and naturally cannot offer a high price.

  As for the introduction of players, Yang Cheng has already had a clear goal. He made a transfer list for Werner Mertz to operate before leaving Germany, and even set a transfer limit for each player, indicating that Mertz must not exceed this limit, so as not to become a scapegoat.

  "I've already arrived in Beijing, please notify the previously scheduled reporter from Capital Television, Ye Wen, that I'm rushing south and will arrange another time for an interview!" Yang Cheng said, revealing the purpose of this call.

  Ye Wen is a well-known journalist of the country's largest media, Capital Television. Previously, Yang Cheng won the Champions Cup in Kaiserslautern, Germany, which was widely spread abroad and also caused quite a stir domestically.

  Chinese overseas students are making a name for themselves in the German football scene, this is an unprecedented event at home. The national team doesn't even have players who play abroad, let alone coaches who go abroad and achieve great success. Therefore, Beijing TV decided to produce a special program introducing Yang Chen, and sent Ye Wen to conduct an exclusive interview.

  But Yang Cheng is now anxious to go home, so he can only put it aside for the time being!

  M?ller naturally agreed, after all, this pile of Kaiserslautern and Yangcheng didn't count as anything big, it was just a matter that could be solved with one phone call, so he was also very casual and inquired about some other things, such as the improvement of some hardware facilities in the club's training ground proposed by Yangcheng before.

  Yang Cheng is now the de facto number one athlete of Kaiserslautern, and all big and small matters related to competition in the club are handled by him, including training grounds and stadiums.

  People lined up behind the public phone, listening to Yang Chen speaking fluent German on the phone, one by one could only anxiously wait in line. Fortunately, people in the capital are relatively well-educated and no one protested.

  After hanging up the phone, Yang Cheng waved his hand apologetically to the people waiting behind him and then hurried back to the airport to take a flight south to Xiamen.

  From Xiamen Island to Jinjiang, the entire route can only take buses running on national highways. As for the later Fuxia Expressway, which is said to have connected the two major arteries of Haixi, it is still under intense construction.

  The road conditions of the national highway are very poor, and all the way can be seen are trucks transporting large quantities of goods to Xiamen Railway Station and Port for shipment. The entire national highway is in a state of disrepair, with potholes and makeshift repairs everywhere, but none of it seems to be effective.

  Yang Cheng hadn't taken a domestic bus for a long time, although the journey was bumpy, he had a familiar flavor, and his heart was full of expectation and anxiety about returning home, and his thoughts had already flown to that distant mountain village.

  The bus can only go to the county road entrance, and from here to Yang Cheng's hometown, there is still a mountain road of about 3 kilometers.

  After getting off the bus, standing at the intersection, looking far away on that old and worn-out dirt road that has been walked for a long time, only dense forests can be seen. If her memory is correct, this place should be developed in a few years.

  "When the time comes, everyone will put down their hoes and start walking into the factory!" Yang Cheng smiled wryly as he took his first step.

  In his past life in 1997, Yang Cheng would walk back and forth on this road every week because he had to go to middle school. But this time the feeling was very different. Also in 1997, now he is a 25-year-old young man.

  How are your parents at home?

  Yang Cheng was so angry he wished he could grow wings and fly back home immediately.

  The scenery along the way was all too familiar, after all, it was a road he had walked for many years, and every blade of grass and tree was etched in his mind.

  As soon as you arrive at the village entrance, you can see a brick factory on both sides of the road, with two tall chimneys emitting smoke. The Jinjiang River is not yet polluted, but in a few years, when pollution becomes a concern, the brick factories will also close down.

  "Hey, young man, who are you looking for?" Seeing Yang Cheng staring blankly at the entrance of the brick factory on his left, the contractor boss Sha Shu just happened to walk out. Although the ownership of the brick factory belongs to the village, he has been contracted for many years. Later, after development, the brick factory was even bought by him at a low price.

  "I'm looking for my mom!" Sha Shu was a good person, and Yang Cheng had a very good impression of him.

  "Who is your mom?"

  Yang Cheng smiled and said his own name.

  "Are you saying that's her son?" Sha Bo was shocked, his face full of disbelief. "You're really her son? Didn't he go abroad and never come back?"

  As he spoke, Sha Shu still wanted to walk up and pat Yang Cheng's shoulder like when they were young, but then discovered his hand was very dirty, while Yang Cheng's clothes were very clean, so he could only reach out halfway before awkwardly withdrawing.

  Yang Cheng immediately smiled and stretched out his hand, tightly grasping Sha Shu's hand, "Aren't I back now?"

  Sha Shu awkwardly smiled, many people in the village said that Hao Jia's son had secretly run abroad without telling his parents, and as a result, he was gone for 6 years. Everyone said that he was struggling to make ends meet overseas and didn't have the face to come back, otherwise why would he abandon his parents?

  Sha Shu still wanted to ask about Yang Cheng's situation, but he was urged on and could only run to the outside of the brick kiln, shouting a few times towards the inside. Before long, he saw Yang Ma covered in brick dust walking out from the kiln, and from afar, he saw Sha Shu pointing at Yang Cheng and saying something to her. Then Yang Ma ran over with quick steps.

  "Ah Cheng?" Yang's mother burst into tears as soon as she saw Yang Cheng, and then looking at the handsome young man in front of her who was dressed neatly, she herself had some doubts, wondering if this person in front of her was really her own son who only knew how to read and was obsessed with that thing called football!

  "Mom!" Yang Cheng recognized his mother at a glance. In his previous life, when he was in college, his mother was also this age, but at that time she worked in a factory. Now times have changed, and she works in Sha Shu's brick factory.

  Yang Cheng suddenly hugged his mother, and tears burst out of his eyes, "Mom, I'm back!"

  "Ah Cheng, you've finally come back!" Mother was in agony.

  The mother and son who had been separated for a long time met again, the scene was so touching that even the workers in the brick factory behind them were all in tears.

  They are all fellow villagers, everyone knows that the good couple Yang Cheng has only one son, but when he was in college, he somehow ran abroad and never came back, occasionally making a phone call or two. Now seeing the mother and son reunited, they are also happy.

  "Right, don't touch me, I'm dirty, don't ruin your clothes!" The mother suddenly thought of something and struggled free from her son, making a great effort to pat him on the back, afraid of getting his clothes dirty.

  "It's okay, mom, we can just buy another one if it gets dirty!" Yang Cheng felt a pang in his heart and quickly grabbed his mother's hand.

  "Come on, mom, let's go home!" After saying that, he pulled his mother's hand and was about to leave.

  But mother didn't follow, "You go back first, your dad is at home, you go and talk to him, I..." Mother looked at the brick kiln behind her, no need to say more, must be worried about herself going to work.

  Yang Cheng walked back, hugged his mother, held her hand, felt particularly rough, all worn out from work, tears almost burst out again, "Don't do it anymore, mom, from now on you and dad don't have to do anything!"

  "If you don't work, where will the money come from? The house at home is old and needs to be renovated. You're 25 this year, it's time for me to find a wife for you, and also..."

  "Mom!" Yang Cheng interrupted his mother's words, "I've made some money, so you don't have to work anymore!"

  Yang's mother heard this and was suddenly overjoyed, but soon shook her head and said: "It's still not possible, you've earned some money and should save it for marrying a wife!"

  Yang Cheng saw his mother like this, and immediately took her away. He went straight to the brick factory owner, Sha Shu, who was not far away, "Sorry, Uncle Sha, from tomorrow on, my mom won't be coming to work anymore!"

  Sha Shu was stunned for a moment, then looked surprised, but quickly understood, "Yang Cheng, you've become wealthy?"

  Yang Cheng smiled ambiguously and turned to walk towards his own mother.

  "Good sister, this month's wages," shouted Sha Shu.

  Yang Cheng waved his hand, "No need, Sha Shu, take out my mom's wages and buy something to treat the uncles and aunts in the factory!" Then the mother and son left the brick factory.

  Entering the village from the brick factory, it didn't take long to arrive at a single-story stone house, which was Yang Cheng's home.

  His father, who usually drove a tractor-trailer for deliveries and was always out early and back late, was unexpectedly at home today. Yang Cheng originally found it strange, but when he saw his father, he suddenly understood.

  "Dad, what's wrong with your hand?" Yang Cheng asked with concern.

  Yang's father shook his head, "It's nothing, I was hit by the crane's handle while loading cargo, fortunately, I didn't break my wrist!"

  Yang's father was so moved that he was on the verge of tears in front of his son, his eyes brimming with emotion as he thought about the years he had spent away from home.

  Yang Cheng also blinked hard, desperately trying not to cry, and nodded after a while: "Then I'll accompany you to Xiamen for a check-up tomorrow. It's not good to use herbal medicine to bandage like this. The big hospitals there are more formal, it's better to have a thorough examination!"

  Yang's father laughed and shook his head: "Don't bother, it's just a minor injury, I won't die from it. Besides, going to Xiamen again will cost who knows how much money!"

  "Money doesn't matter!"

  "I know, you young people are always so generous, but really, it's not necessary!" Yang Bo smiled and politely declined Yang Cheng's kindness. He still didn't quite trust his own son, after all, he had been away for so many years without returning, and he believed the rumors that his son was down on his luck outside.

  "Ah Cheng, now that you're back this time, your mom and I can finally rest assured. Other things don't matter anymore, it's all right, as long as our family is safe and sound outside, whether we have money or not doesn't matter!"

  Yang's mother, who had just come out of the kitchen while busy preparing dinner, nodded and said: "Yes, Ah Cheng, your father is right. This time you're back, don't leave again. I'll go to your second uncle's house tonight and give him a call to let him know you're back. And ask him to arrange a job for you so you can stay here and work!" Yang Cheng smiled wryly and shook his head repeatedly. "Right, mom, also tell my second uncle that I'm taking dad to the city tomorrow to have his hand checked!"

  Since we're not going to Xiamen, let's go downtown and take a look around, it'll be more reassuring.

  Seeing their son being stubborn, the good couple just went along with him.

  That night, as soon as it was heard that Yang Cheng had returned, the villagers one by one surrounded their home, all wanting to see what this rumored first college student and first person to go abroad in the village had brought back from overseas.

  The result was very disappointing, Yang Cheng had nothing in his hands. Especially after he returned home, took a bath and changed into his old clothes, apart from that one face that looked quite handsome, there was not a single valuable thing on him.

  "My aunt is in Hong Kong, every time she comes back, she brings a big pile of things, and this time she even brought me a TV set. But look at Yang Cheng, he didn't bring anything back, and he's still dressed like that, does he look like someone from a developed place?"

  "It's probably because they're down on their luck outside and have come back to the village to put on a show!"

  "His clothes are definitely someone else's discarded rags. Last time I went to Xiamen, I saw a big rich guy wearing this brand, they said one set costs one or two thousand, and even washing can't be done by hand. But look at you, good sister scrubbing with all her might, Yang Cheng doesn't care at all, it's probably something he picked up for free!"

  People in the village just like to gossip and meddle, Yang Cheng has rarely seen such a lively scene in Germany over the past two years, except for a few friends. Now that he's back home, it's not often that he gets to see this kind of thing, and while he finds it amusing, he doesn't feel any anger.

  The boundary is different now, right?

  But Yang Cheng's silence was seen as a tacit admission in the village and in his parents' eyes, but his parents were more open-minded, as long as Yang Cheng came back, everything else didn't matter.

  People in the village generally go to bed early, after making noise for about three hours, by around 9 o'clock at night, everyone went back home to sleep. Yang Cheng accompanied his father chatting idly in front of their house's courtyard, later his mother who had finished washing clothes and doing chores also joined them.

  Perhaps they were afraid of embarrassing Yang Cheng, so they didn't mention making money at all, but instead talked about the changes in the village over the years, such as who got married and who built a new house.

  Yang Cheng was not interested in any of these, he was thinking that tomorrow when he goes to the city, he must find an opportunity to ask and see what procedures are needed to bring his parents to Germany.

  However, he is also worried that after all, they are not familiar with the place, and his parents don't even speak German, let alone Chinese. How will they live there? Moreover, the two old men have lived in their hometown for a lifetime, leaving their hometown and family behind, fearing that they won't like it!

  A family of three each had their own thoughts, and they chatted on and off until midnight before going back to their rooms to sleep.