Yang Weili retired from the army at the best time, which surprised many people.

The leaders of the army saw his firm attitude and thought of his family's affairs, so they agreed to his report.

There is still some approval process, and there are many procedures to be completed later. Once these are completed, Zhou Zhaozhao's health will be almost recovered.

After returning from there, Yang Weili took Zhou Zhaozhao out for a trip.

Before going out, he first bought an off-road vehicle, and then took Zhou Zhaozhao to play around with him.

Since he fell into coma, the school suspended Zhou Zhaozhao with pay.

Zhou Zhaozhao discussed with Yang Weili that the two of them would go out for a while this year, and then they could take the whole family out during the winter and summer vacations.

Whenever they go to a place that Zhou Zhaozhao likes, they will stay there for a while to experience the local customs and appreciate the food culture.

The two of them walked and stopped like this, and it was already autumn when they returned to the provincial capital again.

The scenery in Nanshan was also very good at this time. They stayed in the mountains for a while, picked August wax and wild chestnuts, and saw the red leaves all over the mountains and plains.

Then he came back reluctantly.

"What did you say?" Zhou Zhaozhao looked at his eldest son in disbelief, "National basketball team?"

"Yes, Mom." Yang Jiayi said while helping to peel chestnuts, "The coach said he would come to visit you at home when you come back."

It turned out that during the absence of Yang Weili and Zhou Zhaozhao, the national basketball team came to Shaanxi Province to recruit players, and the coach of the national team took a liking to Yang Jiayi at a glance.

But the coach of the provincial team also told him about Yang Jiayi's special situation.

"Then what do you think?" Zhou Zhaozhao asked.

When he joined the provincial team, Yang Jiayi did not want to give up his cultural classes, and he had not decided whether to pursue sports.

Zhou Zhaozhao respected his opinion.

It's the same now.

"But mom thinks," Zhou Zhaozhao said to his son with a smile, "you didn't know if you liked it at the beginning?"

Yang Jiayi nodded.

"But after such a long time, you can persevere under such difficult conditions. Mom thinks it must be because of your love, right?" She said softly.

He has to study cultural classes at school every day. Others only need to do homework. He also needs a lot of time to exercise.

Because if not, he will definitely not be able to compare with his teammates who are training all day long.

However, sometimes talent is also important.

Yang Jiayi is a child who is very talented in sports. Of course, the three children also have good IQs, so he is also the best in the team in cultural classes.

The fact that he can persist like this speaks for itself.

If it weren't for love, who would have persisted like this? I'm afraid I've given up long ago.

"We will face such choices at many stages in life. Just follow your own heart." She touched her son's head.

"Mom," Yang Jiayi looked up at her, "I'm going to the national team... I'm going to Kyoto."

"Silly son," Zhou Zhaozhao hugged him sadly, "When you grow up, you will leave your mother one day."

It's just a few years ahead of schedule.

"Maybe in two years your sister will be admitted to a university in the capital, and our family will move to Kyoto." Yang Weili said.

This is not impossible.

"That's right," Yang Jiayue on the side said with a smile when she heard this, "my goal is Kyoto University."

"You go and play frontcourt for us first," Yang Jiayue continued, "When I am admitted to college, our family will move to Kyoto."

After the whole family's enlightenment, Yang Jiayi's face showed a smile.

In fact, the coach asked him early on if he would like to join the national team. He said that the coach of the national team had seen videos of him training and playing and liked him very much.

But Zhou Zhaozhao was unconscious at that time, so he refused directly.

What the coach didn't say was that the coach of the national team called him several times later. After learning about his family affairs, he told the coach of the provincial team to contact him at any time if anything happened.

Never gave up on him.

Later, the coach heard that Zhou Zhaozhao had woken up and Yang Jiayi's father had returned, so he quickly called the national team coach.

When the national team coach heard the news, he took a train and came over. He happened to see a game on their side, and he liked Yang Jiayi even more after watching it.

You must visit Yang Jiayi's parents. Such a good seedling must not be buried like this.

Originally, the coach wanted to get Yang Jiayi to the national team no matter what method, even if it was a stalking method.

But I didn't expect that Yang Jiayi's parents were very open-minded. The coach originally thought of many words to persuade them, but it seemed that they were useless.

For example, "Don't worry, with his conditions, he will definitely be able to play in the NBA abroad."

Nowadays, it’s popular to go abroad, and isn’t the ultimate goal of basketball players to enter the NBA?

As long as this is said, there are few parents who disagree.

But the coach soon discovered that the cakes he drew were useless in front of the couple.

He knew a lot and had a clear plan for his son's future, so the coach became serious.

It was Yang Weili who talked with the coach, and he got everything he could for his son. As for how far he can go in the future, it will depend on Yang Jiayi's own efforts.

"Although I told him that, I had weird thoughts in my heart after he left." After seeing Yang Jiayi off, Zhou Zhaozhao started to talk about it in the evening.

"Tell me, where is he now?" she asked while applying skin care products on her face, "I wonder what the conditions of the provincial team are like?"

"If you don't worry, we can go over and have a look after a while." Yang Weili said.

"Forget it." Zhou Zhaozhao shook his head, "The second son left when he was so young, and I didn't even watch..."

She said and lowered her head a little guiltily, "I still don't want to read it. He is already so old and can take care of himself."

"That's right," Yang Weili leaned over and kissed her, "you, just pay more attention to me in the future."

"Fuck you," Zhou Zhaozhao glared at him, "I'm not doing anything right day by day."

"I am your man, of course you can only have me in your eyes." Yang Weili said seriously, "They will have other women to worry about in the future, it is enough for you to worry about me."

His face was very serious, but his hands were already restless.

Soon, a voice that made a woman cry softly came from the room.

The man seemed to be soothing in a low voice, but also seemed to be coaxing.

For a while, I could only vaguely hear the faint sound, mixed with the chirping of insects outside and the sound of frogs coming from nowhere in the distance, playing the sonata of the night.

Everything is so warm and harmonious.

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