Chapter 1894: Revelations

When the girl turned around again, the white scarf had covered most of her face.

Zhou Ning couldn't help but smile. She was still so concerned about privacy.

We are CCTV. Not everyone can be on CCTV. Besides, the footage of asking for directions like this will definitely be cut out in the later stage.

"There is no way. Everyone thinks that my Mandarin is the most standard," the girl also explained why the aunt pointed at her. "Look, their house is over there, the second house on the right side of the second row," she said, pointing to the house on the opposite hill.

"Thank you, it seems that you speak more than just Mandarin," Zhou Ning added.

"Oh, I'm from the foreign trade department of the food company,"

"No wonder, thank you," Zhou Ning looked at the most active little girl just now, now standing in the crowd of adults, and no trace of her could be seen at all.

Seeing a group of people walking over there, someone immediately said, "Jingping, just don't let the child be photographed, why are you afraid of being photographed?"

"I don't like to be on camera," Huang Jingping said.

At least not so casually on camera, she didn't want to cause trouble to Feng Yiping.

Seeing that the TV station staff had all left, she called her daughter, "Amanda, shall we go to the village kindergarten?"

"Why don't you go home and help look after it?" someone asked.

"No, they can handle it," Huang Jingping led Amanda, followed by a large group of children, and walked along the road towards the front of the village office.

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Zhou Ning and the others had already arrived at their destination. The door was half-open. As soon as she called out "Uncle Feng", she saw a middle-aged man with a little white hair on his head, dark complexion, wearing a green apple-collared sweater, in good spirits, and looking about fifty years old, coming out to greet them. "Is it CCTV host Zhou? Please come in,"

Zhou Ning was delighted. So smooth? Jin Cheng was stunned. So easy?

"Hello, uncle, it's me," Zhou Ning walked up and bent down to shake hands with Feng Zhenchang.

"Welcome, welcome, please come in,"

"Everyone come in, it's warm inside," he smiled and greeted the people behind him.

The crew members did not hesitate and immediately followed Zhou Ning and walked into the home of the richest man's parents curiously.

There is a living room at the entrance, about 20 square meters, decorated quite simply, with a set of solid wood sofas.

Zhou Ning felt that it looked familiar, and then immediately realized that it was the set of sofas that Jiasheng Furniture sold well.

Not cheap, but not expensive either. Their own full set is only about 4,000.

Maybe there are more people coming to the house on weekdays, and there are several chairs scattered around, some wooden and some rattan.

An auntie wearing a dark red thick-knit cardigan sweater, dressed neatly from head to toe, but without a single piece of jewelry on her body, was holding a tea tray and placing tea on the tea table. In the middle of the tea table, there were already several fruit plates, as if she had prepared it long ago.

"Come on, sit down quickly, have a cup of tea to warm up first,"

"Thank you, auntie, don't be busy, we are not thirsty,"

At this time, the others couldn't help but look around at the layout of the living room. It was really simple. In addition to these tables and chairs, there was only an air-conditioning cabinet in the corner.

It is not the German or Japanese brands that most people in the city like to use, but authentic domestic products.

On the roof, there is no crystal chandelier that is standard for rich people, but the ceiling lamp of the style commonly seen in the lighting market.

On the wall, there is a central hall that is standard for rural families, naturally a large portrait.

As for the other three walls, they are empty.

Oh, I saw a Philips vacuum cleaner behind the door. Such things have not become standard equipment for most families at present.

Everyone compared the decoration of this living room with their own home, and they all felt that their living room was even better decorated than the living room of the richest man's home.

The reason why the house is decorated like this is actually the result of repeated consideration by Jiasheng Decoration.

Feng Yiping's living room has only one feature, that is, there are many people coming and going, so the space utilization rate must be high. At the same time, the main consideration is not to add pressure to Mei Qiuping, so it must be easy to clean.

Therefore, none of those fancy things are matched. Fortunately, his family does not need to decorate the living room well to prove anything to the people who come to the door.

But this does not mean that the decoration company did not put in any effort.

They put a lot of effort into places that are not visible to everyone.

For example, the ceiling light that looks simple and ordinary is actually not simple. When combined with the seemingly ordinary wall, the brightness of the living room is maintained at a very good level.

At the same time, the sofa in the main seat can be easily heard by the whole living room as long as you open your mouth, but no movement can be heard outside the door...

As for the floor heating underneath, it is nothing special, but they still spent a lot of effort to make the final effect warm, not hot.

And the seemingly ordinary doors, windows, window glass... are actually not simple.

Of course, these things are not only invisible to Zhou Ning and others, but also unknown to Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping.

The real low-key is not that you drive a Phaeton that looks like a Passat, but even the people who drive the Phaeton always think that they are driving a Passat, at most a modified Passat.

"Hello, uncle and aunt, I am sorry to be here today. It's not the 15th yet. We wish you a happy new year,"

"Okay, okay," Feng Zhenchang held his own thermos cup and smiled kindly, "Don't bother me. Miss Jiayi has already called us and asked us to cooperate with CCTV's distinguished guests."

"Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously," Zhou Ning stood up.

"Girl, sit down, you're welcome, just treat yourself as your own home, come and eat some fruit,"

That plate of red fruits is the rare lotus mist on the market at this time.

"Thank you, Auntie, Auntie, you and uncle look so energetic,"

"Spirit? Old, he is 63 and I am 51, both are old,"

When I heard that Feng Zhenchang was actually 63, the crew didn't believe it. He looked like he was in his 50s.

This is also a feature of their family. It turns out that Feng Zhenchang looks younger than his actual age. He looks like he is just over 50 when he is over 60, while Feng Yiping looks more mature than his actual age. When he is over 20, he looks like he is in his 30s.

Of course, this is the view of those who are unfamiliar with him when he is quiet.

"I really can't tell. Do you and your uncle have any health secrets?"

"Keeping healthy? Does eating enough, getting enough sleep, and doing more work count?"

Zhou Ning felt a little regretful. He should have turned on the lights as soon as he entered the door. What his parents said was actually quite interesting.

The character and behavior of parents will naturally affect their children.

"Uncle and aunt, I'm glad to have this opportunity to chat with you two today. You see, because we need to shoot, the light at home is a bit dark, and we need to set up some equipment, okay?"

"Okay," Feng Zhenchang agreed readily.

The camera crew moved even faster.

This is a rare opportunity, and Feng Yiping hasn't arrived home yet. If he does, everyone will naturally face greater pressure.

"Uncle and aunt, have you heard about the recent news on the Internet?" Zhou Ning asked directly.

"I know, I've seen it," Feng Zhenchang said.

"How did you feel after watching it? Are you angry?"

"A little angry, mainly because of Yiping's mother. She is impatient. After hearing some comments on the Internet, she became a little annoyed," Feng Zhenchang looked at his wife and said.

"I'm not angry with them for criticizing Yi Ping, I'm angry with them for arbitrarily arranging Yi Ping. Even if you are arranging it, you still need to pay attention to it. Some of the words are just nonsense," Mei Qiuping also said in Mandarin with a heavy accent.

"Do you think everything on the Internet is staged?" Zhou Ning asked.

Mei Qiuping shook her head, "We don't care about these things now. Yiping told us, Jin Ling also told us, and some leaders also told us that there are some things on the Internet that you'd better not pay attention to, just Let them say it,"

"When we thought about it, we thought, if we don't have the time to fight with them, we might as well do something practical."

Zhou Ning was stunned for a moment, so indifferent?

"Uncle, are you the same?"

"I didn't take those remarks seriously from the beginning. Yiping has become too famous in the past two years. Such things will happen sooner or later. I guess it will be inevitable in the future,"

"I heard that you also think that those comments on the Internet are untenable," Zhou Ning said.

Feng Zhenchang smiled and did not respond directly, "We have been farmers for most of our lives, and we understand the truth that things are made, and how much effort you put in can produce as much grain as possible."

"So to see how a person is, you can tell by looking at the crops in his fields and his harvest at the end of the year."

"Honestly, my mother and I don't really know how many things Yiping has done now. He doesn't talk to us much now, but I think that now that technology is so good, the things he does are just some people. If I didn’t see it, I’ll look it up online, oh, I’ll find it if I search it.”

"As long as you know the Chinese characters, if you compare the two sides and look at them, you won't need to say anything about many things."

"After comparison, it is self-evident," Zhou Ning concluded.

The interview was somewhat beyond her expectations. The old couple no longer cared about that matter.

Although what the old couple said was very colloquial, it was very clear.

Overall, it's not that they don't care, it's just that they have confidence in their sons and society.

Although the latter point is a bit blindly optimistic, given that their son is Feng Yiping, there is no problem at all.

Because Feng Yiping has many ways and means to change some perceptions in society.

She decided not to dwell on this issue anymore and took advantage of this rare opportunity to ask other questions, "Uncle and aunt, we all know that when every family educates their children now, they compare their children with Yiping, so what do you think? How did Yiping’s parents raise him to be so good?”

"First of all, I want to say something. Yiping has indeed done something, but before every family can use him as a role model, we know that there are many children who have made great achievements in other aspects. Good results, for example, in scientific research, in sports, in literature... (my son's literary level is already good), in performance..., many, many,"

Zhou Ning immediately felt that these words were quite familiar, and thought about it, had Feng Yiping not refuted him on this point before?

Really worthy of being a father and son.

"As for him, it's just that more people are paying attention to him. In fact, like other parents, we sometimes envy other people's children to see how outstanding their children are. They have won the championship in the Olympics and established themselves in aerospace. He has made great achievements in scientific research..."

"Look at Miss Zhou Ning, you are so young, so beautiful, and you host the show so well," the last sentence was said by Mei Qiuping.

"Auntie, you're very flattered," Zhou Ning couldn't help but laugh, "Then do you think you have any experience you can share with everyone in raising children?"

"Uncle, you are right, but I think no matter who it is, it is very clear that he is a very successful person as soon as he is born, and he will be even more successful in the future. How did you raise such an outstanding son?"

"We really can't explain this clearly," the old couple said with embarrassment, "We also educate him like other parents in the village. When he was young, we taught him to be honest, obedient, diligent and sensible. After school, we taught him to study hard and other things. Yeah, I really can’t say anything,”

Mei Qiuping said, "It should be because the teacher taught well, and he himself is also very conscious."

"From the beginning, that is, from the first grade, he has been very conscious. When he comes home from school every day, he always takes a chair to the door as a table and finishes his homework first. We have never urged him."

Zhou Ning felt that this really didn't count as experience, because there were also many children who were this self-conscious.

"In your mind, what kind of child do you think he is?" Zhou Ning glanced outside the door. "Do you think he has any shortcomings? What are his shortcomings?"