Now China is not as good as it was more than ten years later, and its influence is not so great, so there are not so many countries that follow us to celebrate the Spring Festival, or regard the Spring Festival as a legal holiday.

Therefore, Stanford did not give them these Chinese holidays very intimately, so Feng Yiping had to go to school as usual.

However, at this time, shouldn't you sit leisurely by the warm fire pit, smell the aroma of meat in the hanging pot, the smell of meat in the simmering clay pot by the fire pit, listen to the neighbors, the festive songs that are louder than the family, and those little ones who don't know the cold, frolicking firecrackers, knocking melon seeds or peeling peanuts, and accompany my mother to watch those costume romance dramas of Grandma Joan!

Besides, you see, it's cloudy ...... day.

Anyway, on days like this, he really doesn't want to go to school.

However, today there is a Nobel laureate at the college to teach, and such an opportunity is not common even at Stanford, if you don't want to go, you really have to find a strong reason.

Huang Jingping supported her waist with one hand, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and was ready to start practicing calligraphy, which was also her own idea, saying that it was to give the baby in her belly a good edification.

Seeing a bag bulging on her stomach from time to time, Feng Yiping's eyes lit up, this reason was quite good, he threw away the schoolbag and helped Huang Jingping, "Quick, sit down, how do I feel, the little guy just moved one hand and one foot? I have to take a picture!"

The due date is in May, and the little one in the belly used to only feel the fetal movement, but now, from time to time, he stretches his fists and feet in the mother's belly.

I still remember the first time I found the bulge on my belly, Huang Jingping and Feng Yiping were so excited that they didn't want to, and then. Feng Yiping held the camera and waited beside him for more than an hour before he photographed another bulge on his belly, and he didn't know whether he moved his little hands or his little feet.

Since then, there have been more and more such cases. The two of them sometimes look at the belly with great interest for a long time, the narrow bulge, either the hands or the feet, the round piece, should be the small brain melon seeds, or the ass balls, of course, it may also be the little guy's small belly.

Huang Jingping sometimes boasted. said that it was a mother-son connection, the little guy could understand her mind, and let her move whatever she wanted, Feng Yiping naturally didn't believe it, but when the little guy was lively, he put his hand on his belly, separated by a thin belly. Get in close contact with the little guy and feel which part of the little guy doesn't know. Swiping through the palm of your hand, there is really a feeling of blood connection.

The palms of her hands followed the bulge on her belly, and Huang Jingping's face was full of maternal brilliance, "Little baby, do you want to move when you are full?"

Seeing Feng Yiping take out the camera again, he said with a smile. "Still shooting, shooting so much!"

"Where is this? Think about it, when the little guy grows up and sees the current situation, how excited and moved he must be!"

Saying. If my parents were all around, watching them shoot videos now, Huang Jingping would be fine, and Feng Yiping might be beaten all over the place.

In my hometown, my parents and their generation were not easy to take pictures of children before 100 days, let alone now.

Although you know that they are superstitions, when a superstition becomes something close to belief, you don't want to break it up with them.

Seeing that Feng Yiping was still tired of refusing to leave at home after filming, Huang Jingping was a little strange, "Why don't you go to school yet?"

Feng Yiping was lazy on the sofa and didn't bother to move, "I'm lazy, I don't want to go,"

Huang Jingping hurriedly put her hand on her stomach, "Baby, don't listen to this, don't learn from your father,"

"Who will I learn if I don't learn?" Lao Wang next door?" Feng Yiping looked at the ceiling and said lazily.

"Hehe, come here," Huang Jingping beckoned to him, and she could guess why Feng Yiping was here.

Putting her head on his lap, holding his hand and touching her big belly, Huang Jingping said, "If I were at home, I would definitely be with Qin Ping now, with my mother, I have thoroughly cleaned the house, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and was busy frying tofu, croquettes, omelette skin to make shredded eggs, chopping this stuffing and that stuffing, stealing things from the candy bags to eat, or secretly trying on the new clothes that my parents bought for us,"

Yes, Feng Yiping's work and rest habits for decades have made him a little lazy these days, and Huang Jingping, who is going to be a mother, looks like she will be quite homesick and miss her parents.

"What's this, it's very easy, we're here, we can still do this, take it slowly, you make a list, let's go to Chinatown to buy everything, if you don't have it, just follow the old rules, let them make it,"

Feng Yiping hurriedly stopped her words, and if she continued, she was afraid that Huang Jingping would hold herself and cry.

The first time I didn't celebrate the New Year with my parents, I was pregnant with Liujia, and it was easy to fall in love.

"Is it really possible?" Huang Jingping's eyes were shining.

"Of course, you think, chicken, duck, pig, beef and mutton, not to mention, it's very common, white tofu can be bought, ready-made glutinous rice flour may not be sold, but there is glutinous rice, let that restaurant process some, it's not a problem, the rest you see, fish balls from meatballs, tofu balls, radish balls, what can't be done?"

"Then you're not going to school?"

"There is a class of a well-known professor in the afternoon, and it's okay not to go in the morning,"

"Then I'll go change clothes right away, Chinatown should be very lively in the past two days,"

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After listening to the Nobel laureates specially invited by the college, Feng Yiping and several people in his group walked out with a smile.

To say that there are a few people in the group, there is really no simple one.

For example, Hahn, who is now discussing the content of the lecture with Feng Yiping, started his business in his junior year, and then sold his company at a high price just before the Internet bubble burst, and is a lucky successful person.

Jenner, the only girl in the group, who had been a White House intern and had traveled to 12 countries, frowned and looked at the crowded corridor in front of her, "What's going on?"

"Is it a star? I'll take a look," Hahn said, and squeezed in.

Here at Stanford, there are a lot of stars, mainly sports stars, because the school's stadium has hosted many national and international events.

After a short time he entered, the walls parted, and a man greeted his classmates around him with a smile and followed Hahn.

"Hi, Feng," the man had gray hair and always seemed to have a smile on his face.

Feng Yiping held his hand, "Hello Page,"

The person who came was none other than Larry, one of the founders of Google and now the director of product at Google. Page.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to send an email, but after discussing it with Bryn, I thought it would be better to come and invite you," Page said, "We both agree on some of your opinions and think we should have a lot to talk to about with you, so we thought, do you have time to have a lunch with us?"

At this time, Google, although not as good as it was later, as the founder of the world's largest Internet search engine, there are not many people who can let him invite him in such a low profile.

Even if Feng Yiping's blue ocean strategy is very recognized by them, the cloud computing he just proposed also speaks to their hearts.

However, a scholar or expert who can only talk on paper cannot be so polite to them, but if the expert's practical ability is also first-class, then it is an exception.

They knew very well that the young man in front of them, who was younger than themselves, also held great wealth in his hands, and his vision was forward-looking and unique, and he deserved their respect.

"I'm honored to meet the idols," the other party was so polite, Feng Yiping also praised without hesitation, "But you know, it's our traditional Chinese festival soon, the Spring Festival, so I'm really busy, okay, after a few days, I'll arrange the time immediately,"

"Okay, no problem, will you all eat dumplings during the Spring Festival?"

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Feng Yiping and Page walked away side by side, and some of the people who were around before didn't know Feng Yiping's identity, "Who is that Asian?"

"Don't you know?" said a classmate who had listened to Feng Yiping's speech, "that is the youngest business management expert in the world, who has successfully run many companies, and has just proposed a new concept with huge business opportunities, cloud computing!"

"Oh, he's the father of cloud computing?"

Everyone immediately felt that the image of the young man next to their idol was also very tall. (To be continued.) )