Chapter 1046 Lively

Huang Chengzhong's home has never been so lively. It is even more lively than the day when the new house was built and the guests were invited. Sheng Zheng brought his colleagues to visit, neighbors came to visit, and residents in the town came to visit. Those who are not from Wuli'ao Town but are doing business here now also came to visit...

They were just visiting. After entering the door, they looked at each other for a few times, exchanged a few words, turned around, and then, regardless of whether they were men or women, they all took a box of cigarettes and a box of chocolates, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and peanuts, and walked out with a smile. There were still many people outside the door!

The cigarettes were Camel cigarettes and the chocolates were See's Candies, both of which are American specialties.

It's hard to say whether they will smoke it now, eat it, or put it away, after all, it was something Feng Yiping handed to them personally.

Around the large square table in the middle of the living room, there were more than ten people crowded around, mainly elderly people. Even Sheng Zheng, the deputy county magistrate, could only sit at the back at this time.

Both sides were full of young people, both men and women, who were arm in arm and looking at Feng Yiping with a smile, and it was lively and lively, as if they were watching a star.

But if someone didn't know and asked them which star this was, the answer would definitely be sneer. Star? How could Yiping compare to a star?

Feng Yiping just stood by the table and chatted with the people who came in about family matters, such as how was their family? How were the elderly? How were the children? He then gave them cigarettes and chocolates. The busiest person was Huang Chengzhong, who had to introduce the people who came in to Feng Yiping, and greet the people standing and sitting in the room. He was so busy that he had no time to spare.

But he didn't feel tired at all, and he was in good spirits!

Huang Qinping and a few classmates were also busy going out, taking peanuts, melon seeds, and fruits from the inner room, and replenishing Feng Yiping's small gift box. Whether there was something to do or not, he would always stick to Feng Yiping and ask a few questions.

The kitchen was the busiest place, with the fire on full blast, several pots were boiling water, and Huang's mother and several people were busy putting fruits, peanuts and other things on plates.

Like Huang Chengzhong, she was also very energetic, happy, and her face was full of light!

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It was dark, but Huang Chengzhong's home was still very lively, with people constantly going home with smiles, and constantly coming back with smiles, and there were also many little ones who were making noises in the yard, and the noise here could be heard from a long distance away.

"Yiping, please sit down," the old man who had few teeth left and was holding a piece of chocolate at the table said to Feng Yiping again.

"It's okay," Feng Yiping took out a small gift box from the small basket on the table and handed it to an aunt who came in.

This is also considered at home, how can I be so arrogant?

"My girl, we were in the same grade in Liangjiahe, so we were classmates," said the aunt.

That is the class of 1992 in Liangjiahe, but except for their class, Feng Yiping really doesn't remember the people in other classes.

"Oh, big sister, your daughter's name is Ye Qing, right?" Huang Chengzhong asked with a water bottle in his hand.

"Yes, Ye Qing, do you remember her?" the aunt asked.

"Ye Qing?" Feng Yiping nodded, "I remember her. I often met her on the way to school from my grandfather's house on Sundays. Is she doing well now?"

If I remember correctly, classmate Ye Qing was a couple with Tang Shaokang when they were in school. Why didn't they have any further relationship later?

Of course, this is normal. How many people who fall in love in junior high school can have a result?

"Very good, originally worked in other companies in Shanghai, and joined Jiasheng at the beginning of this year,"

"Really? Thank you, Auntie, for letting Ye Qing help us,"

"No, Xiaoqing also said that it's good to work in Jiasheng, with good treatment and many opportunities. Now many people want to get in but can't. It's great that one of her classmates has such a promising one,"

Ye Qing's mother rubbed her eyes, "We thank you on behalf of Xiaoqing. I won't say more. If you come back during the Chinese New Year, bring Jingping to our house to sit together,"

"Okay, definitely," Feng Yiping sent her out the door, and several old men also stood up to say goodbye, and helped to drive away the young people who refused to leave the house, "It's late, go home, don't you want to eat?"

You can still hear them persuading in the yard, "Tomorrow, come again tomorrow, Yiping has been standing for more than two hours and is tired,"

Some people went back, but some people squeezed to the door just to take a closer look at Feng Yiping, mainly to see him, after all, there are really not many opportunities to get close to him like this - no one comes for gifts.

The old men left, and the young people had more people. Those who bought mobile phones with cameras finally got the chance to take selfies with Feng Yiping. Feng Yiping also cooperated very well, making a scissor hand gesture from time to time, pouting his lips to be cute, etc., which made them satisfied.

Although the pixels of the cameras on mobile phones are generally not high, and they are still under the fluorescent lights at night, they still flock to them. It is still a very happy thing to have a photo with Feng Yiping in their mobile phones.

Some of them looked like they had questions to ask, probably about starting a business or making money, but they really didn't have the opportunity to ask them in this occasion.

Sheng Zheng stayed until the end and only then did he have the opportunity to say a few words to Feng Yiping, "How should we receive the reporters who come tomorrow?"

This time, the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee came forward and organized a group of reporters. Of course, they were mainly reporters from the provincial propaganda system, mostly reporters from daily and evening newspapers in various places, to come to Wuli'ao for an interview, led by the deputy minister.

In addition to wanting to know the successful experience of Wuli'ao, they also want to know whether the theory proposed by Guo Guojian, which has been affirmed by senior provincial officials and can be piloted in some rural areas, is effective.

"The deputy minister personally led the team, and the reporters who came were all reporters from the system. There should be leaders from the city and county who would personally accompany them. It is estimated that the canteen in the town cannot accommodate so many people. Otherwise, the meals will be placed in the industrial park. Just ask the town leader to accompany you,"

"If there is still a place to live, let Yijia free up as many rooms as possible. The leaders will arrange them in those houses on the mountain. What do you think, County Magistrate Sheng?" Feng Yiping understood what he meant by asking him.

"Haha, that's why I'm looking for you. It's hard to ignore the reporters who came this time, but the town really can't receive so many people at one time, so I can only ask for your help."

"It should be," anyway, it just means taking care of a few working meals and accommodation expenses, of course, letting them take care of themselves, and it won't cost a lot of money in total.

In fact, this is not a question of more money and less money. Jiaqiang's consistent style is that it is not used to the temper of those reporters.

"Then Lao Huang, just help coordinate this matter. Sister-in-law, I'm going back too. You guys should have a rest early."

"Let's go after eating."

"Is there food?" Sheng Zheng smiled, "I ate here from the cafeteria. You guys are so busy that you haven't cooked yet. You have to do it quickly, otherwise we will be starving."

Feng Yiping could only stay at his house for one day. Sheng Zheng thought that they must have something to talk about tonight, so it was not easy to disturb them.

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"Finally, I am alive," Huang Chengzhong and his wife both sat on chairs and gasped.

Everyone has left, even those who helped in the kitchen. Only Huang Qinping followed a few female classmates and was still gathered around Feng Yiping's computer, looking at the photos of the United States stored in it.

"Yiping, let's take a breather and start cooking right away. Qinping, go wash some apples. Brother Yiping is hungry." Huang's mother took a big sip of tea. Over there, Huang Chengzhong didn't use a cup, but pointed the spout of the teapot directly at his mouth. Fill it with water.

"It's okay. I'm not hungry. Sometimes I eat very late when I'm out. Auntie, just cook noodles at night. It's simple. I like to eat noodles at home."

It’s also a rare time to come home, so it’s hard to suggest eating out.

"Just wait, we'll cook the hot pot very quickly," Huang's mother stood up, "Qinping, here are the apples I asked you to wash, and go and make your sister's bed."

But Huang Qinping was really naughty now. She turned a deaf ear to her parents' words and ran over with her computer in hand. "Brother-in-law, is this a student apartment at Stanford?" she pointed at it and asked.

Before anyone could change their words, she was already calling her brother-in-law one by one.

"yes,"

"It's not that good. It's no better than our dormitory."

"I don't care who built your school. If you don't study hard, will you be worthy of your brother Yiping?" Huang Chengzhong patted his daughter on the head, "Go and help your mother wash the vegetables. You guys are also at my house. Did you eat well? There are many people eating hot pot and it’s lively,” he said to his daughter’s female classmates who were having a good time.

"Thank you, uncle," several girls followed Huang Qinping to the kitchen. The key was not eating hot pot, but eating hot pot with Feng Yiping. The little girls really regarded Feng Yiping as a star.

"Uncle," Feng Yiping wanted to say a few words to him as soon as he saw no outsiders. This was rare in his home when there were no outsiders.

Huang Chengzhong seemed to know what he was going to say, "It's okay, as long as Jingping and the child are fine,"

"We have also decided that when you go to the United States again, we will also go and have a look,"

So we’ll talk about it then?

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