Chapter 372: A-Min, please respect yourself, Wei Ming eats too well

Actually, because he had been rushing on the road all night, taking planes and Shinkansen, Wei Ming was tired and exhausted. As soon as his body touched the tatami, he fell asleep, sleeping very soundly.

On the contrary, A-Min was thinking about her lover in the opposite room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Mother Zhou was originally asleep, but opened her eyes when she heard her daughter turning over: "Still not sleeping? What are you thinking about at such a young age?"

A-Min said shyly: "Mom, how were you and Dad together back then?"

Since she was sensible, she, a posthumous child, rarely mentioned her father in front of her mother, so she was also very unfamiliar with the experience between her parents.

Mother Zhou turned to her side, looked at her daughter who was already taller than herself, and after a long silence, said: "Actually, it's time to tell you about the family. Your grandfather was originally a wealthy merchant in Zhong Shan, Guangdong. Later, because of the war, the whole family came to Hong Kong to take refuge. As a result, the concubine and the youngest son were lost."

"Whose concubine?"

"Your grandfather's. Your father was the son of the first wife."

"Grandfather had two wives!"

"What's so strange about that? How many wealthy merchants now don't have several wives? Where can the law control rich people? Not to mention that it didn't care back then," Mother Zhou continued, "In order to revitalize the family glory, your grandfather went abroad to do business, and then there was no news. It was probably already gone."

Zhou Huimin understood, which meant she still had a grandfather and an uncle, but it was the chaos of war, and the possibility of being alive was not great.

Mother Zhou: "As for our family, it was to avoid the civil war. Your grandfather took everyone from Modu to Hong Kong. Both families were down-and-out, and they lived close. They got to know each other through introduction. At that time, your grandmother brought your father. Their family conditions were not as good as ours. I mainly saw that your father looked good."

Zhou Huimin smiled: "The photos of Dad at home are all very blurry, and it seems they are just average."

"The photos were all at forty. They had already withered early. When he was young, he was called handsome. He could compare with Xie Xian," Mother Zhou didn't stint on praise for her late husband, "It's just that he was poor and generous. He was willing to help whoever borrowed money from him, but his own family lived in a mess. I don't know how many times I told him, but he just replied: Women have long hair and short knowledge. However, he did have a good reputation. When he left, the neighbors all came to send him off."

A-Min heard from her mother's tone that she must still love her father in her heart, but the hardship of raising her alone for so many years had made her heart numb.

A-Min hurriedly got up and got into her mother's quilt, hugged her mother gently. In her mother's arms, A-Min finally fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Masashi Sada saw Wei Ming's "girlfriend" for the first time. She was indeed a very beautiful girl, as energetic as a middle school student. If she were in the Japanese entertainment industry, she would definitely be the kind that was very popular. To use the popular words now: Yamaguchi Momoe's successor.

After Yamaguchi Momoe retired, there were her successors everywhere. Seiko Matsuda wanted to succeed her, and Warner-Pioneer signed a little girl named Akina Nakamori who also wanted to succeed her.

Wei Ming introduced her to him: "She is the original singer of *First Love*. She is already a singer with a little fame in Hong Kong now."

Masashi Sada hurriedly expressed his pleasure to meet her and wanted to invite him to attend his concert, but unfortunately, she was leaving today.

Zhou Huimin told Wei Ming: "I will record *A Maiden's Prayer* after going back. At that time, it won't just be a little fame."

Wei Ming smiled: "Good, good, good, I'll give you another song next time we meet."

Watching Wei Ming chatting and laughing with her daughter, Mother Zhou felt a sense of powerlessness. But having said that, Wei Ming's conditions were much better than A-Min's father, even in terms of the strongest appearance of A-Min's father, they could be fifty-fifty.

The only deduction item was that he was from the mainland, and the distance to Hong Kong was too far, too far. She couldn't bear to let her daughter marry far away.

Oh my, A-Min is only 15 years old, why did it pull so far.

After breakfast, the group of six went to the Osaka Gymnasium to watch the game. The game between the Chinese team and the American team was held first in the morning.

Wei Ming didn't rely on his status as a cultural celebrity to force himself to get to know the Chinese women's volleyball team, because he remembered that the last two games were played very brutally and were not won easily. Any variable could affect the result.

He didn't want to spoil the fun for hundreds of millions of viewers in the country.

At this time, there were not too many Chinese and overseas Chinese in Japan, only about 50,000, and there were a large number of immigrants from Taiwan and Hong Kong. In addition, it was difficult to see the difference between Chinese and Japanese without looking closely. Wei Ming didn't know how many compatriots were in the venue.

However, because this game was not a Japanese game, there were not too many spectators, and even half of it was not full. Some spectators with European and American looks could also be seen. It was estimated that they were Americans who came to support their national team. Several were even wearing military uniforms.

And as the Chinese team scored the first point, Wei Ming heard it. There were Chinese people all around. When the first set was finished and the Chinese women's volleyball team won the set 15:8, the whole audience cheered enthusiastically, and one could hear "Niubi" (awesome) echoing endlessly. Wei Ming knew that there were at least several hundred Chinese people on the scene.

Yanjing, Beijing Zoo.

Lao Lao Lao Wei didn't ask for leave today, but the unit also had a TV. He let Gangdan out to let it move freely, and then hid in the room with his wife, several other colleagues, and several little tigers to watch the sixth game of the women's volleyball team.

Now the women's volleyball team's results were already firmly in the top three, and CCTV had also obtained the authorization for real-time broadcast.

The American women's volleyball team still had some strength. The second set won back, 13:15. The Chinese women's volleyball team ushered in the first failure since the start of the tournament.

Seeing his own people lose the game, Lao Lao Lao Wei slapped his thigh hard. The little tiger who was slapped on the thigh let out a grievance "ao wu".

This was a little Northeast tiger. It thought: I am not a jaguar, why are you hitting me!

However, the tiger was small and its words were light, so it could only continue to lie in his arms and watch the shining little box in front. The other little tigers were walking on the ground.

In the third set, the Chinese team won back a set, 15:11. Now the total score was 2:1. Lao Lao Lao Wei happily picked up the little tiger and kissed it.

He liked this job at the zoo very much. In the past, in his hometown, it was at most cattle, horses, donkeys, and sheep. Coming to Beijing Zoo was considered seeing the world. Jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards were all available, and elephants and rhinoceroses were not rare.

However, it was still more exciting to be a keeper in his son's novel *Jurassic Park*.

In the fourth set, both the Chinese and American teams played with anger. The scores rose spirally, chasing each other. One couldn't guess who the final winner was until the last second.

The 15-point set game had now reached 14-all. Next, one team must exceed the other by two points to win.

The first to score was the American team, 14:15. Zhou Huimin secretly held A-Ming's hand. She was nervous for the players, but Wei Ming was actually not at all.

He wasn't nervous; he was just here to enjoy the victory. Even if the Chinese women's volleyball team lost another point and lost the fourth set, he still wasn't nervous.

Because in the fifth set, the Chinese women's volleyball team won the sixth victory with a large score of 15:6. It was only one victory away from the World Cup championship!

Hundreds of Chinese spectators on the scene stood up and applauded enthusiastically to celebrate. Wei Ming and A-Min also hugged each other excitedly.

However, under Mother Zhou's death stare, he hugged A-Min and then hugged his little aunt, and wanted to hug his grandmother, but Lin Ni made a "da mie" gesture.

Now both Japan and the United States had lost one game. Tomorrow, as long as the Chinese women's volleyball team wins against Japan, it will be the World Cup champion. Even if they lose, as long as they don't lose too miserably, they might win the championship by points.

Now the dawn of victory could already be seen.

Over at the zoo, Lao Lao Lao Wei happily lifted the little tiger above his head, looking just like a baboon.

But Xu Shufen stared at the auditorium screen that had just flashed by. She confirmed with her colleague next to her: "It will be rebroadcast at night, right?"

"Tonight, tomorrow morning will be rebroadcast. Beating the Americans, it's too uplifting!"

Xu Shufen planned to watch it again at night. Just now, she seemed to have seen her son in the auditorium. This was not strange. He went to Japan just to watch the game. The key was that he was also holding left and right, and the ones he was holding were not Xiao Xue and Xiao Lin!

At this moment, Zhu Lin had just arrived in Yanjing because she missed this game due to catching a plane.

After landing in Yanjing, she went to Tuanjiehu for the first time, and then saw a new note on the coffee table in the living room. It was left by Wei Ming.

"I don't know which of you will come back first, and whether you will come back during my trip abroad. Leave a note to inform me. I was invited by Masashi Sada to Japan to attend a concert, and by the way, support the women's volleyball team. I can return in a few days. Don't miss me."

There was also a date behind, written the day before yesterday.

Zhu Lin leaned on the sofa in depression. She recently caught up with the ovulation period, the time she wanted the most.

Her head tilted, and she happened to see the calendar.

"Eh?" She walked closer. It turned out to be a 1982 calendar. The 12 photos were all of Gong Ying wearing different fashionable clothes.

Zhu Lin appreciated it and made the same inference as Wei Ming. This must sell very well.

She even wanted to get such a set, specially hung here for the bad boy to see, and it must be better-looking and more attractive than Xiao Xue's.

Because she didn't see Wei Ming, Zhu Lin prepared to go home to see her parents. She happened to meet Mei Wenhua, and she hurriedly said: "Xiao Mei, congratulations, added a big fat boy."

"Haha, Sister Zhu Lin, haven't seen you for a long time. Do you want to come up and sit, see our family's Mei Changsu, it was named by Brother Ming."

Zhu Lin accepted the invitation happily. Yunyun was Wei Ming's cousin. This little boy was quiet, didn't cry or make trouble, and occasionally smiled evilly. At a glance, he had the talent of a Qilin.

Since she was up, after seeing Yunyun, she went to see Huang Jiaoyan and Zhao Zifeng.

Yanzi recovered well. While bringing the child at home, she was also practicing snake boxing. The fat baby was lying on the mat on the ground, occasionally lifting his head, cute to death.

Thinking of Mei Changsu, looking at Zhao Zifeng, Zhu Lin couldn't help but touch her own belly. Unfortunately, if you don't make love, there will be no baby.

Returning to her parents' home, Zhu Ma hurriedly told her daughter about Gong Ying coming to the house to send German sausages.

"I know, I met her in Modu, and even stayed at her house for one night."

"That's too much trouble for others."

"It's okay, there's only one person at home, a big foreign-style house." Zhu Lin gnawed on an apple and crossed her legs on the sofa.

Zhu Ma was surprised: "What is this Xiao Xue's composition? Good guy, there are houses in Yanjing and Modu, and big foreign-style houses!"

Zhu Lin thought guiltily that her composition was about the same as hers, eaten out by eating tender grass.

"Sigh, Modu people, there are more people with overseas relations. I heard that the ancestors were also rich. Her grandfather was an overseas student," Zhu Lin changed the subject, "Mom, I can't stay at home for long. I have to go to Modu to shoot *Middle Age* after resting for a week, striving to come back for the New Year."

Zhu Ma sighed: "If you can come back, try to come back. As long as you don't get married, this will always be your home."

Last time she met Gong Ying and learned that she was also single, Zhu Ma's heart was much more balanced. The two were of similar age, and their resumes in the industry were equivalent. Xiao Xue was not in a hurry, and her own Xiao Lin was not in a hurry. Not to mention that her daughter was in Yanjing, which was much stronger than Xiao Xue who left her hometown.

Wei Ming never expected that letting Gong Ying visit Zhu Lin's parents could have such a miraculous effect.

Osaka.

After watching the women's volleyball game, Wei Ming strolled around Osaka with A-Min, took some photos, and ate a very famous Osaka-yaki, which could be called a Japanese pancake.

With Wei Ming's appetite, it wasn't enough to eat, so he ordered a bowl of tonkotsu ramen.

The time for parting was getting closer and closer. Zhou Huimin gave Wei Ming her true love, the Walkman player with Doraemon cartoon stickers on it.

"This way you can listen to my songs anytime, anywhere."

Reciprocity, Wei Ming should naturally also give one to A-Min. A-Min thought so too. She definitely didn't want to exchange old for new, she just wanted to exchange something with A-Ming, either saliva or a player.

As a result, it was a coincidence. She didn't buy it after running to two stores. Wei Ming said helplessly: "This thing sells too well. This way, I will buy it and mail it to you after I return to Tokyo."

Zhou Huimin hugged Wei Ming softly, her little hand couldn't help but touch her Walkman.

Wei Ming took a step back: "What is sent out cannot be taken back. A-Min, please respect yourself."

"I didn't say I wanted it back. I'm just touching it." Zhou Huimin pouted. ===== CHAPTER 373 =====