Chapter 642: Child

Whether it was in the past or now, what Feng Yiping dislikes the most is that these people who have made a lot of benefits in the country, benefited from the reform and opening up in the Mainland, and said that this is not good in the country and that is not good. Their behavior , It is typical to pick up the bowl to eat meat, put down the chopsticks and scold your mother.

Those in front of us, whether they are overseas Chinese in the United States or compatriots from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, let alone those who are officials or businessmen in the Mainland, who has not benefited from the country's rapid development?

It’s not wrong to want to live a good life in a developed country, but, in order to integrate into a developed country, you have to work harder and spend more time criticizing, spurning, and abusing yourself than those foreigners who look at China with colored glasses. Motherland, such behavior is really despicable.

"Yes, our country has many problems, but which country doesn't have it? Yes, except for the economy, our country can't catch up with the United States in many aspects. Then look ahead, the United States in the 1950s and 1960s was better than ours. How good is it now? Perfection always needs a process, and nothing can be done overnight."

Now that the talk is on this point, he doesn't bother to care about those people's unsightly faces. Anyway, he will use eight sedan chairs in the future, and he will not waste time at such a party.

What does it matter if you can't fit in such a circle!

"It's easy to say these things from the other side of the ocean. I think none of you want to go back to China after you have completed your studies. If sixty or seventy years ago, those older generations who studied in Europe would just drink red wine and say Seeing how the country is so dark and so corrupt, no one wants to return to the country to contribute. Can there be a big country like ours on the road to rise?

Forty or fifty years ago, if those experts who had achieved success in the United States were also drinking red wine and chatting about the backwardness of the country in various aspects, no one thought of going back to serve the country. Our country can become more and more like it is now. Strong comprehensive strength? Can it catch up with or lead the international level in many fields? "

"It's better to say ten thousand than to do one thing. I personally think that it is those folks in the most remote mountainous areas in China who don't know a few big characters. They may have never been to the county town all their lives. They only know how to farm. Or Those young people who have just graduated from junior high school and have been staying on the assembly line have contributed more to the country than those who can only talk about it."

"It is precisely because there are many hard-working people like them that our country is making progress little by little, step by step. Even now, compared with the United States and many countries, we still have a lot of shortcomings,"

"Want to live a good life in a good place. Anyone can understand this idea. It's just that you can integrate into a society and keep pace with them. If you want to completely assimilate yourself with them, if a person, even his ancestors, It should be a problem that even one's own motherland is disgusted."

Feng Yiping looked at the displeased gazes around him, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry to spoil everyone's interest, I'll take my leave first."

Feng Yiping's words were very disrespectful, but there was some truth in every sentence. Those who wanted to refute, but didn't know where to start, could only look at them coldly, or didn't even look at them to show contempt. Let Feng Yiping go away.

What Feng Yiping said made the originally lively party a little cold. A greasy guy with some disheveled clothes flashed from a room upstairs to the corridor. Behind him, there was a female voice calling , "Come back quickly,"

"What's the matter, so quiet?"

This is the owner of the house.

"It's okay, just go about your business,"

"Yes, hurry up and do your business, don't delay," the men all smiled meaningfully.

Li Jialun held his wine glass and said to everyone with a smile, "Don't mind everyone, I think Yiping should be a party member!"

"Oh, no wonder, it turned out that he believed in communism!"

Some guys who were a little guilty by Feng Yiping's words suddenly found the topic again, "If he was a few decades ago, he would be those people on TV who waved guns behind and shouted, 'Comrades, charge me! 'guy,'"

"Anyway, Yiping is much better than us," Li Jialun said.

"Li Jialun, are you also a party member?" A person next to him asked dissatisfied.

"I haven't finished yet," Li Jialun smiled, "We're just talking at most, unlike Feng Yiping, who sees the benefits and immediately puts them into action."

"What did he do?"

"Do you know that he only spent one year as an exchange student in the United States, so the girlfriend who came with him is now pregnant, and when he returns to China next year, he will have a child with American nationality,"

"Damn, you said it so righteously. It turned out that it was planned long ago to turn the next generation into Americans. It's so fucking hypocritical!"

One looked at the people around him and said with a smile that there were no second-generation officials, "It's understandable, those capable officials nowadays, who don't send their wives and children abroad in different ways?

Only those of us who don’t care have to spend the hard-earned money of our parents to study abroad. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with Feng Yiping’s doing so.”

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In the living room, the lights were still on, and the TV was still on, but Huang Jingping put her hands on her stomach, lay on the sofa, and slept soundly—she had become very lethargic now.

As soon as she copied her whole body—the weight is really heavy, she woke up. "You're back." She squinted her eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's not until ten o'clock,"

"So early?"

"Parties are no fun and you're home alone again,"

"Well," Huang Jingping hugged him a little tighter, looked at him sweetly, and then felt something was wrong, "Why are you struggling so much? Have I really gained a lot of weight?"

"No way," Feng Yiping resolutely denied, "It's just that I'm holding you now, and I'm very nervous, for fear of tripping or falling,"

"Hee hee, then let me down, I'll go by myself,"

"Then wait a minute, I'll get the slippers," Feng Yiping went back to the sofa to get the slippers.

"Yiping is so kind of you, then I'll put some water on your back and rub your back," she said with a playful smile.

"No," Feng Yiping hastily refused, "I'll just charge up,"

To arouse my interest, you don't care about it, kill or bury it, is it fun?

It's still in the first three months, so I can't do that.

Besides, even after the first three months, Feng Yiping didn't want to mess with Huang Jingping, who had a big belly, and there was a little guy inside!

Hold it back!

Therefore, from this point of view, when a rich family in feudal society married a daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law would bring a few girls in the same room. I have to say that it is quite humane.

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On this night, in a private hospital in Palm Beach, Florida, Ma Ling successfully gave birth to a 3,550-gram mixed-race boy.

As soon as she was transferred to the ward, the nurse brought the wrinkled little guy wrapped in a swaddle to her exhausted eyes.

To be honest, the little guy who was just born is not very good-looking, but she feels that this is the most beautiful thing in the world.

She hugged the little guy in her arms a little strangely, and she could vaguely see another person's appearance from his eyebrows, and she couldn't help laughing.

"Let me see," Heidi took her grandson from her daughter's arms, "the eyes are like yours, and this nose..."

She didn't say it out, since she doesn't look like a daughter, she must be a bad boy who made her daughter pregnant!

John on the side kissed his daughter on the forehead, "You have a good rest,"

"Quick, give this little guy a hug," Heidi said to him.

John walked out without looking back, "I'm going to the garden to smoke a cigarette,"