champion godfather

Chapter 469
Standing outside the departure hall of Shuangliu Airport, looking at the huge billboards outside, Tang En pouted.

Even though it is cloudy in Chengdu now, he took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on.

There is a special lane for taxis outside Shuangliu Airport, one after another is lined up to wait for passengers to come.Stopping without being waved by anyone, Tang En pulled the suitcase and walked straight to the car where no one was there.

"Hello!" The taxi driver greeted Tang En enthusiastically.

Listening to the other party's English with a Sichuan accent, Tang En wanted to laugh, but he held back with a straight face.

Tang followed with a suitcase, and the driver enthusiastically helped put their luggage into the trunk.

After getting in the car, the driver started the car, turned around and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Uh..." After Tang En opened his mouth, he realized that he didn't know where he should go first. He turned his head and asked Tang in Sichuan dialect, "Where are we going?"

The driver sitting in front suddenly jumped, and he was startled.

Seeing the driver's reaction, Tang En didn't bother to ask Tang any more, and laughed out loud on the chair behind him.

Tang glanced at him helplessly, then turned to the driver and said, "Go to Liangjiaxiang."

"Don't play around in Chengdu for two days?" Tang En made up his mind to speak Sichuan dialect.When I was in the UK, I spoke English all day long, but when I came back to China and still spoke English, it was very annoying.

"No, I called my parents before I came back, and they told me to go back directly."

Tang En nodded after listening.Tang came to Nottingham from Sichuan two years ago, and apart from regular phone calls, he has no contact with his parents.Now, the son who hasn't seen him for two years is coming back, and the parents are naturally eager to see him.

He understood the feeling of longing for his son to fly to him.

Because in fact, he is also very anxious...

The two didn't even eat lunch, so they took the long-distance bus at noon and left Chengdu.

Unlike the last time he came back, Tang En didn't miss this city, and without Shania by his side, he didn't have to think about eating, drinking and having fun.

His purpose of coming back this time is very clear, that is to meet his "parents" whom he hasn't seen in three years.

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It takes three hours to drive from Chengdu to Tang, or to Tang En's hometown, and it takes another hour to take a bus to get home. If you take a taxi directly from the long-distance station, it only takes half an hour.

There was "Infernal Affairs" on the long-distance bus, and the passengers watched it with great interest, but Tang En and Tang were not interested.They all have concerns.

Tang En didn't know if Tang would feel embarrassed. His current parents used to be Tang En's parents, and now he wants to bring his real son to meet them... Can this difference in identity be accepted psychologically? ?

They were all in the UK before, and they only needed to care about the identities of the two of them. This is easy to solve. They are all young people, and they can be very open-minded. They can accept this reality after thinking about it calmly.They don't have to think about their parental relationship, and they don't have to face embarrassing scenes.

Tang En knew why he suddenly said that he would go back to China with Tang to visit his parents. Tang En must also know what Tang En was thinking.After all, they are Tang En's biological parents, the parents who gave birth to him and raised him for him... It is impossible to abandon this relationship just because of a change of body and identity.

That's right, Tang En is now in the shape of a ghost, but his heart will always be Chinese.This is unlikely to change. China, Sichuan, hometown, parents... those people and those things left a very deep impression on him during his 26 years of life, which he will never forget.

Why were you so excited when you met Yang Yan in Nottingham?In addition to being the object of my crush at first, I am afraid there is a little kindness--Yang Yan is a projection representing that past time, and she made Tang En never forget his original identity.As soon as I see her, I will think of many things from the past, no matter how good or bad, I think of them, and now I feel that they are especially precious when I lose them.

When he and Shania came back two years ago, it was because he used Shania to come to China as an excuse, and at the same time, he didn't know what identity he should use to meet the second elder, so he just looked at it from a distance and left up.This time, he and Tang's plan was to live at home for a period of time, meeting and contacting his former parents every day...would it be embarrassing?
He turned his head to look at Tang, who was staring at the scenery outside the window.What is he thinking?

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For Tang three years ago, the road outside the window was unfamiliar, as was this country. He never thought of coming to China, and he didn't even know anything about China.

Now, this is the motorway he is most familiar with, even more familiar than the M1 motorway from Nottingham to London.

There is only one reason for him to have a sense of identity with this land—his current parents.In his lack of fatherly and motherly love, his current parents seem to be a gift from God, everything to him, because they are Chinese, so he recognizes his new identity as a Chinese, he recognizes this land, This country, the people here...

It is also because of this that he can easily abandon his previous identity.

Anyway, that "home" in England is nothing for him to miss at all.

Before meeting Tang En, he could enjoy this happiness with peace of mind.

When he agreed to go to England to resume his old career, he knew very clearly in his heart: he had to face another self, the real son of his parents.

Of course he was afraid of losing his current life, but as someone who occupied other people's bodies and families, he felt a little guilty towards Twain.Tang En would not know his previous life experience, but he knew very well that there was nothing to miss about his previous life.If this is a business, he is a huge profit... No, a white wolf with empty hands is right.

Just because I have this kind of thought in my heart, I always feel that I have taken advantage of it.If he hadn't met Tang En, he could have continued like this, but once he did, that guilt would slowly emerge and occupy his heart.He thought maybe he should go to England to meet him, explain everything clearly, and then see the result...

So he went, Tang En was easier to get along with than he thought, he was a very outgoing and cheerful person, and on the contrary he felt a little guilty...Why?Just because he has made some achievements as the head coach now, he feels that he has treated Tang badly.

Tang thought it was funny to think of such a thing.Some people value career more than anything else, while others think that no matter how good the career is, the ultimate goal is to have a happy family. After undergoing a body transformation, Tang found his goal, which belongs to the latter.

Tang was not an ambitious person. In the past, his greatest wish was to be the head coach of the forest youth team. Training young players was his ambition.There is an essential difference between him and Twain. Twain longs for victory, for a championship, for glory, money, fame and fortune... longing for the "success" represented by these things.Tang felt that it didn't matter. If Tang En needed to help him, he would do so.

So later Tang En said that he would come back to see his parents together, and he agreed.He knew that Tang En would not take away his current life, and he had nothing to worry about.

As for the embarrassment of his parents seeing their real son...he didn't think there was any embarrassment, because he was the "third party" in the first place, and if he wanted to be embarrassing, he would have been embarrassing long ago.

As long as he and Tang En don't tell Tang En's true identity, who will know?Just treat it as a forever little secret.

He didn't know if there was anyone else in this world who had swapped their bodies with others just like him.Even if there was, they wouldn't tell the truth... because compared with the general public, he is a very small minority.

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Three and a half hours after setting off from Chengdu, Tang En and Tang finally arrived in this small city in southern Sichuan.When they left the station, they didn't take a taxi, because they could easily be ripped off by bullying drivers with a foreigner.Although neither of them cared about this little money, being fooled like a fool was the most unacceptable thing Tang En could accept.

No matter how many enthusiastic drivers outside the station take the initiative to invite them to get on the bus, follow them to ask where to go.Without saying a word, the two headed straight to the bus station with their suitcases.

"Do you remember which route to take?" Tang En asked as he watched Tang En stand in front of the stop sign and search carefully.

Tang En glanced back at him, then pointed to the second floor of the stop sign: "Of course, No. 75. Eleven stops."

"You remember it really well."

"No way, 26 years, I can't forget it even if I want to." Tang En shook his head lightly. "At that time, I was in middle school in the city, and I had to go back and forth every week. This bus happened to pass by our school." Dunn pointed to the name of one of the stops.

After getting on the bus, the two sat in the crowded compartment and stopped chatting. After all, it was too eye-catching for a big foreigner to speak Sichuan dialect, and Tang En didn't want to make trouble out of it.

After more than an hour of turbulence, at six o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them stood at the entrance of the town.This is a small town, and the national road passes through the middle of the town, dividing one into two.The crude bus station is just in front of a grocery store, and an iron sign stands on the side of the sandy road.

Tang En stood under the stop sign and looked at the scene in front of him.

The huge sunset hangs at the end of the road, west of the town, the direction they are facing, you have to squint your eyes to see the situation in front of you clearly.The bus drove along the road, as if gradually melting into the red sun, the shadow was stretched very long.

Primary school students after school walked past him in groups under the escort of their teachers. The curious children looked excitedly at the foreigner who appeared here——Tony Twain, chatting about him and speaking his familiar accent. .

It was dinner time, and the smell of cooking was wafting from the shops facing the street.

Tang stood in front and turned to look at Tang En who was not moving. "Scared?"

What answered him was a voice from Tang En alone.

"No, I'm hungry."

Tang smiled silently, turned around and walked away. "Let's go then, I told them to have dinner at home."

"Hey, have you introduced me to your parents?" Tang En pulled up the suitcase and chased after him.

"Well, on the phone."

"Uh... did they react?"

"Glad I could bring a friend home."

Tang En looked up at the gloomy twilight sky: "Is it because I used to have very few friends who came home to play?"

Tang said in front: "I don't know, that's your business."

Tang En looked at the people in this town, the town is so big, with such a small population, they can't see each other all day long. After Tang came back, he didn't say that he could stop and say hello to anyone he met on the road... The former self , the popularity is really bad...

Tang, who was walking in front, didn't hear the sound of footsteps following him and the friction of the rolling wheels of the suitcase. He turned his head back strangely, only to find that Tang En had stopped again.

"Hey, aren't you hungry?"

"Oh, here we come."

Seeing that Tang En was distracted, Tang said: "I know that the stories after you replaced me are not the same as yours. After I became you, I worked very hard to live according to your way because I was worried about being found out. .But apart from being unpopular, I don’t like anything else.”

"That's fine...I'm not someone who likes to show off..." Tang En muttered and turned up his collar.

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The two turned up a flight of steps from the side of the street, and the "Z"-shaped steps passed through the middle of the low gray tile-roofed houses.There are many mountains in southern Sichuan. The house in Tang En's hometown was built on a small hillside. The road was split from the middle of this mountain. Every family lived on the hillsides on both sides.

Tang En was also very familiar with this section of the road. He used to jump up and down on this step when he was a child, and he couldn't fall with his eyes closed.On the back of the hillside is a paddy field, and there is also a dam for threshing millet, holding conferences, and showing movies. Of course, he once played football there.

When he and Shania came here two years ago, they just passed by on the road below and took a quick look.

Today, standing on the bluestone steps, looking at the eaves of the surrounding houses up to his chest, a complex feeling of familiarity and strangeness arises spontaneously.

He used to think these houses were tall...

"It's here." Tang, who was walking in front, suddenly quickened his pace, and jumped up in two steps in three steps.

Tang En stood at the back, looking at the familiar blue brick and black tile house, and the two old men standing at the door, their faces were familiar... When they saw Tang, smiles appeared on their faces, and the father wearing an apron turned back to the house Continuing to be busy, the mother held her son whom she hadn't seen for two years to ask about his health.

Tang En stood below, looking up at this long-lost scene in a daze.When he came home from college for the Spring Festival, his parents waited for him at the door in the same way. It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, not the current summer.

Tang, who was chatting with his mother, realized that Tang En hadn't followed. He pointed back at Tang En and said a few words to his mother.Tang En found that two people cast their eyes on him. He walked up, but he didn't know what to call the woman in front of him...

aunt?

Mother?

Tang knew what Tang En was thinking, but he should remind Tang En not to cheat, so he called, "Tony?"

The voice brought Tang En back from his absent-minded state.

"Ah, hello, auntie...I'm Tang's friend, my name is...Tony Twain."

"Hello, hello... I heard Yao'er talk about you, and he also said that you can speak Sichuan dialect. At first I didn't believe it. Now I believe it... Please come in, please come in!"

Tang En carried the suitcase into the house, and said hello to the old father who came out of the kitchen in time, and then took out the gift he brought from England. Although the two elders refused to accept it, they finally accepted it.

They came back just in time, dinner was ready, and the soup just needed to be reheated.Tang En was already so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back. To be able to eat authentic home-cooked food was a great happiness for him, a person who ate fried fish and baked potatoes in England all day long.

Tang's parents were frightened by the appetite of this foreign friend, they looked at their son questioningly, while Tang looked at Tang En who was just digging food into his mouth, and smiled shyly at the elder: "He... ...I like Sichuan food very much..."

The two suddenly realized: "Oh... slow to eat, slow to eat, don't panic, there is still something to do..."

Hearing this, Tang En immersed himself in cooking even faster.

He didn't dare to look up, just because he was afraid that his red eyes would frighten the parents sitting opposite. (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please visit www.CMFU.COM, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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