After walking through the oasis made of camel thorns, we walked out of the small valley full of sand and gravel, and trekked for more than 8 hours. At 5 pm, when they supported each other to reach the campsite, they found that this place was completely different from the campsite yesterday. There was no longer only military green canvas tents, and there was an extra white yurt in the middle of the campsite.

The yurt is very large, with a stage about one meter high in the middle. Around the stage, there are ten tables. The tables are now filled with various fruits and various delicacies with the characteristics of the Northwest and particularly solid.

The large plate in the middle is a mooncake that even a few Americans are familiar with.

"Wow, a big surprise!" "I love this event so much," Seeing this scene, many people were excited and were already full of blood before they started eating.

There were no extra links. As soon as everyone sat down, Feng Yiping raised his glass and said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!" The sound of clinking glasses immediately turned into a circle, which also kicked off the dinner.

In everyone's expectant eyes, two middle-aged men in long gowns came up on the stage. The shorter one, with a big and shiny head, a thick and short neck, and a fleshy face, but their small eyes were particularly energetic.

The tall one has curly hair, her facial muscles are loose, and even she smiles with a bit of sorrow.

These two guys who looked not very good-looking walked onto the stage, tall in front and short in the back, bowed slightly to the guy in a very inconsistent manner. The short guy walked up and said, "The moonlight in front of the bed, I am...,"

"Oh, it turns out it's him, I seem to have heard of it,"

This year, the most famous organization in the domestic crosstalk industry has emerged in the industry. Their locations in the capital have finally stopped operating in dismal places, and they have been filled with events.

However, their influence is limited to the capital and has not yet become popular across the country.

Feng Yiping just proposed Internet thinking, and this group should be the earliest example of Internet thinking in China and has been very successful in its operation.

Next year, they will quickly become well-known to the people of the whole country because of their cooperation with the Internet, and will become popular all over the country.

It would be very cost-effective to invite them to perform before they became famous. The level is not worse than later, and the attitude is better than later. The key is the appearance fee, which is in the sky and underground. It is not ordinary cost-effective, and it can be considered an alternative way to pick up the bargain.

With the appearance of the two of them, there was a constant laughter and joy this night. At the end of the curtain call, the audience stood up and applause continued.

However, some of the guys who stood up were not stable enough, and Zhou Xingyu's arrangements were not disappointed. On such a special occasion and on such a special night, they would raise their glasses frequently.

What Zhou Xingyu is worried about now is not that everyone drinks less, but that everyone drinks too much.

By the end of the dinner party, the wind that had been blowing for a day just stopped tactfully. Several bonfires were lit in the middle of the camp, drinking tea and eating moon cakes, without any guidance. In the group, many people had spontaneously opened their hearts, "After being stabbed by a camel, I would definitely not be able to hold on today without everyone's support..."

"Last night, looking at the moon in the sky, I thought a lot...,"

"From yesterday to today, I feel that it is the day of the year that I have gained the most and felt the most...,"

Feng Yiping's other meaning has also been well implemented. Cummins and other American executives, surrounded by several Chinese colleagues, some communicated with them about their feelings over the past two days, some asked them about the situation in the United States, and of course, some were discussing work with them...

"Look, how simple," Feng Yiping held a mooncake and looked around with a little smugness, "How can you set up a scene or organize activities? Aren't they communicating spontaneously? How effective is this!"

"To put it bluntly, it means letting two or more people experience one thing together. In this process, they will consciously encourage each other, help each other, and communicate spontaneously. How can they play with those flower jobs?"

"You are amazing, okay!" Jin Ling said.

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Feng Jiachong, it was time for each family to finish a sumptuous dinner. At first, there were only a few young men who couldn't sleep gathered in the square in the middle of the wall. Later, some adults also walked out of the house one after another, either sitting in the corridor next to the river, or sitting by the square with chairs, shaking palm-leaf fans, listening to the energetic young people singing karaoke, watching the children who couldn't sleep, circling the pond ridges, chasing the flashing fireflies.

All the conversations are common, and occasionally there is a sentence mixed with it, "The moon is so big today" is actually a discussion that is also about watching the moon.

When the family gradually became richer and gradually got rid of the heavy and hard physical work, the living habits of these people living in small mountain villages deep in the mountains unknowingly changed greatly.

This is actually the same as Feng Yiping's persistence in the desert. Some things, as long as you lay a solid foundation, you don't even need to guide or organize any activities, you will naturally go in the direction you want.

But the family that brought these changes to them did not appear today.

On such a special day, Feng Zhenchang would have taken on more housework as usual, but today, not only her, but Mei Qiuping couldn't get involved.

"The square is very lively. You can go too, or go upstairs, leave these to me," Feng Yuxuan packed it up quickly, "Dad, the tea has been brewed,"

"Oh, I still have to go and check the account," Feng Zhenchang glanced at his daughter.

"I'll do it," Mei Qiuping was about to pack up the leftovers, but was firmly separated by Feng Yuxuan. "I said that I'll leave all these things to me these days,"

"Okay," Mei Qiuping understood what her daughter meant. In the future, there will definitely be fewer and fewer opportunities like this.

"Jingping and the others will come back tomorrow, and you can also help with multiple helpers."

"Forget it, how could she do it? Besides, she has more opportunities in the future," Feng Yuxuan finally didn't take the opportunity to mock her younger brother.

"Uncle, aunt, Rongrong and others, come up the day after tomorrow," Mei Qiuping had no choice but to change the topic.

"Unknown to me, Rongrong and the others were all in college," said Feng Yuxuan.

"Speaking of this, although they are not as good as one-point score, they are still very successful. The worst ones are all second-tier universities," Feng Zhenchang, who said he was going to read the account book, holding a cup of tea.

"That's right, you didn't see that for the sake of their high school years, my uncles not only treated them like ancestors, but also spent countless money,"

"Just let's talk about the nutritional supplements for the last year, each of them ate more than you. There are also the three of them who spent money to hire various tutors. They could buy a car together," said Feng Yuxuan. "If this is the case, they can only go to third-tier universities or junior colleges, then they are really sorry for their family members and RMB. If we were like this...,"

She immediately felt that this was wrong. Yes, she immediately noticed that her parents were silent and quickly changed her words, "It was still my brother who was worried back then. When he was in high school, he didn't have to worry about his family at all."

"That's when he was in high school, in addition to studying, he also started those companies and wrote such a best-selling novel," Mei Qiuping also helped his daughter make up for it.

"If you want to say it, it's a blessing for my brother to have a good start. Otherwise, they would probably be like me, and they wouldn't be able to study in junior high school, and they were all thinking about going out to do things," Feng Yuxuan continued to make up for it.

"Yes, after Yiping was admitted to university, the town won't tell you how many college students have emerged in our village and the villages next to you?" Feng Zhenchang finally spoke.

"No one has been admitted to a university as good as his brother," Feng Yuxuan continued.

These words really made parents happy. This matter will always be Feng Zhenchang and the others' pride.

In their concept, being admitted to a prestigious university is equivalent to passing the imperial examination in ancient times.

"Not to mention, even in the country, there are not many people who can go to Stanford Business School to further their studies," Feng Yuxuan continued to save.

"That's right, Yiping is the first person to enter Stanford Business School with a bachelor's degree, and that's the first person in the world,"

Feng Zhenchang and the others can even explain this clearly, which shows how proud they are.

They are still ashamed to talk about money in front of others, but they are very happy to show off their son's achievements in studying and academic achievements.

Feng Yiping decided to reread it and get into a good university. Now it seems that it is the most correct.

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At 10 o'clock in the evening, the excitement in the square also stopped, but Mei Qiuping, who had been lying on the bed, couldn't sleep when she listened to the movements upstairs. "Oh," she pushed Feng Zhenchang, "I'll go to Yuxuan's room to take a look."

"Go," Feng Zhenchang said immediately. It seemed that he was very sober.

"Yuxuan, are you asleep?" Mei Qiuping asked outside the door.

"Mom, haven't you gone to bed early?" Feng Yuxuan opened the door unexpectedly.

"I can't sleep a little," Mei Qiuping glanced in the room, "What are you doing to clean up these things? Haven't you packed up the things you want to bring long ago?"

"I just put these uncommon things in place, so I can be a guest room here in the future."

"Your room will always be your room. Besides, we don't have few rooms. There are some in the company's buildings," she walked to her daughter's bed and sat down, unable to stop her eyes from being moist. "You can't spend here in the Mid-Autumn Festival in the future," she said.

"Mom, who said that I want to go home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, what's wrong with it?" Feng Yuxuan turned around to comfort her mother.

"Yuxuan," Mei Qiuping wiped her eyes with her sleeve, "Your father and I feel most sorry now, that is, we can't let you finish junior high school. Those years have made you really miserable,"

"Mom, I knew you came for this matter. I just said it was right. At that time, you and dad didn't let me read it. I really couldn't read it. I just thought about going out to see the world."

"If life was better at home, you wouldn't have the idea that way. I blame your father and I for being useless at the beginning," Mei Qiuping blamed herself.

Parents always feel like this. No matter what, their son graduated from college and their daughter didn't finish junior high school. When they think of this, they feel very sad.

"Mom, stop talking, it really has nothing to do with you. Look, Lin Hui's family is in good condition. She didn't have to play all the time in junior high school, it was like wasting money."

"The year I went out, there were not one or two female classmates in the class. Many of them were pretty good at home? This really has nothing to do with you. We really couldn't read the books at the beginning, so we had a headache when we read them," Feng Yuxuan recalled seriously.

Compared with her younger brother, she sometimes feels resentful, but if you think about it carefully, it’s really hard to blame her parents.

I haven't finished junior high school. Although the family's conditions are poor, the main reason is that she herself.

"Fortunately, you are doing well now and have obtained a college diploma. We feel a little better. Yuxuan, if you complain, just blame your dad and me. Don't blame your brother. It was not because you couldn't afford to support you two, so you didn't allow you to study. Protect your brother,"

"At the beginning, my family owed a lot of money. After you finished junior high school, you just owed a few hundred yuan in foreign debts. Later, we can pay it back slowly, and we can afford it."

"I know, I know," Feng Yuxuan lowered her head, "It's not your fault at all, let alone my brother. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself."

"Mom, I was not right in the past few years when I went out. As soon as I went out, I forgot about my family. The family was so difficult. I didn't send a penny back in those years. My younger brother always owe the tuition fee. He didn't even have a set of clothes that I could wear. I bought a bunch of clothes that I didn't wear a few times. Thinking about it now, I regret it," she couldn't help but leaning against her mother to cry.

"It's okay," Mei Qiuping gently patted her daughter's back like she did when she was a child, "Which girl doesn't like to look good at home? We can't buy it for you. What's wrong with buying it for yourself? Isn't this all over?"

The knot that had been kept in my heart for a long time was finally untied on the eve of her daughter's marriage. The mother and daughter have rarely had such a warm moment since Feng Yuxuan went out in junior high school.

"Mom, the more I think about it, the more I can't bear to leave my family," Feng Yuxuan cried harder and harder.

"You silly girl, there will be this day," Mei Qiuping's eyes also turned red.
Chapter completed!