On the evening of the next day, Yun Yi boarded a flight from Los Angeles to Beijing.

It was the early morning of the second day when he arrived in the capital. Yun Yi, who had never returned to China since he was a child, refreshed his understanding from the airport hall. It was clean and tidy, far beyond the modern airport in the United States. There were dense pedestrians, high-rise buildings, large streets, and various luxury cars running quickly.

"Didn't the news in the United States say that China is still very backward? It's still very messy?"

Yun Yi, who was full of confusion, asked the taxi driver.

"Brother, just came back from abroad? Haven't you?"

"Yes, my ancestors have been immigrating for hundreds of years and have never come back."

The enthusiastic driver said: "Welcome to my brothers back. The news in the United States has been smearing our China. It is abnormal to not smear on one day. We are asking us for trouble everywhere and picking on the tricks. The big brothers come back because they are traveling.

"Yes, I want to come back and take a look, and I walk around, my grandfather always thinks about coming back."

"Brothers, don't forget your roots, and you can speak popular Mandarin. Unlike some banana people, who think they are superior, they forget who their ancestors are. Although you don't have to go around with confidence, it's safe all over the country. When you come out in the early morning, you will see people all over the streets, without the shootings all day in the United States." The driver said that the country was full of confidence, and then said: "Beijing, you must go to the Great Wall. If you don't have the Great Wall, you are not a hero. The descendants of Yan and Huang must go to the Forbidden City to experience the profound historical heritage of our China, and then go to the ruins of the Old Summer Palace. Remember the profound historical lesson of being beaten if you fall behind, because this is the lesson that we Han people exchanged for tens of millions of lives."

Along the way, I spent all the visits with enthusiastic drivers introducing various attractions until the booked hotel.

"WeChat, or Alipay? Sorry, I forgot that you just came back. Big brother, want to have fun in China, so I can open WeChat or Alipay. Now online payment is popular in China, and it can be accessed in the streets and alleys. There is no place to swipe your credit card, and it is not safe to bring too much cash. There will still be thieves."

"Okay, I'll handle it later. This is your fare. No need to look for it. Just treat it as a tip. Thank you for your introduction."

Yun Yi handed over a hundred dollars in cash, and a doorman came up and opened the car door for him, got out of the car and left.

"Big brother, wait for me to find you money, there is no need to be so much fare." The driver shouted from behind.

Yun Yi waved his hand to signal him to accept it.

Considering that he had to be in China for a while, Yun Yi applied for a bank card with the help of the hotel staff and opened Alipay. He booked a plane ticket to Urumqi, Xinjiang tomorrow. He might also need a guide. He didn't know anyone in China. When he saw the black gold card in his wallet, he remembered the legend of this card. It seemed that for them, there was no money to solve the problem. Try it?

"Hi, Mr. Yun, I am your account manager Dai Shan, I'm very happy to receive your call." As soon as I answered, a sweet female voice came from the opposite side.

"Hello Daishan, I am in China now and I need your help to solve some small problems."

"I am willing to serve you Mr. Yun."

"I want to travel to Xinjiang Province in China. I need a guide to wait for me in Urumqi, and I have to rent a better off-road vehicle for me, including various logistics supplies."

"OK, you will have the guide materials you need waiting for you at the airport before you arrive tomorrow. Do you have any other needs sir?"

"Thank you, it's gone for the time being."

"Goodbye Mr. Yun, maybe we need to meet you when you return to the United States. Your wealth will be depreciated all the time if you don't invest in the bank. This is not a good idea."

"Looking forward to meeting you, goodbye Daisy."

Yun Yi, who had been free for a whole day, walked out of the hotel and drove the vehicle provided by the hotel to the attractions he was interested in. It was rare to come back, and it would be a loss if he didn't go and see it.

At Urumqi Diwobao International Airport, Yun Yi, wearing a white casual suit, just walked out of the entrance of the passage and saw a girl with long hair in her twenties standing in front of the exit with a sign of his name.

"Hi, beauty, I should be waiting for you."

"Hello Mr. Yun, fortunately you can speak Mandarin. I'm afraid that my English will cause obstacles to our communication. My name is Zhu Mingyue. You can call me Mingyue. From now on, you will be your tour guide." Zhu Mingyue, who has a baby face, patted her plump chest and said with gratitude.

"Mingyue, have you graduated?" Looking at the baby face in front of you, unlike an adult, Yun Yi expressed deep doubts about the person introduced by Yuntong.

"Mr. Yun, you can't underestimate people. I am 22 years old and just graduated this year. I am a native of Xinjiang. I can take you wherever you want to go, because I have been to these famous places." Mingyue, who was waving her fists, said angrily.

Yun Yi shrugged and expressed doubts about her words.

"Mr. Yun, where are you going to travel?"

"Gonggeerfeng, do you know? Call me Yun Yi directly."

"Of course I know, I've been there. It's a tourist area now, and it's the most popular time there in this season."

"Isn't it the wilderness?" Yun Yi said in confusion.

"Of course it's not a wilderness. Kunlun Mountain is the holy mountain of our China, with all kinds of legends inside. Gonggeer Peak is the highest peak of the Kunlun Mountains. Do you think that with the current domestic economic development level, would you let go of such a good tourist area?" Mingyue had deep contempt in her eyes.

"Sorry, my first time back home, in addition to reading books, I can also understand the various newspapers and news in the United States. You should also know how they will report on the country." Mingyue's contemptuous eyes stimulated Yun Yi, and she had to explain.

When he arrived at the parking lot, he helped Yun Yi throw his luggage into the back of a jeep, "Okay, I forgive your ignorance."

Zhu Mingyue, who was seated in the cab, then asked, "Do you go now?"

"Of course, I hope I can arrive as soon as possible." Yun Yi, who suspected that he had invited an ancestor, shrugged helplessly, opened the car door and sat on the co-pilot.

Zhu Mingyue drove the vehicle skillfully, rushed onto the national highway quickly, and galloped away.

According to Zhu Mingyue's self-introduction, their ancestral home is Hunan, and his grandfather participated in the Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps. This is a militia organization that came to Xinjiang to support construction and Rongbian after the founding of New China. She never went back after coming to Xinjiang, but she said that her family lived well here, both education and life were the same as those in the mainland, and in some aspects it was better than in the mainland.

As time goes by, Zhu Mingyue has become more and more familiar with her, and has a tendency to change in the direction of chatter.

The grasslands, Gobi, deserts, and snow-capped mountains that stand in the distance and appear in the depths of the clouds make it difficult to tell whether it is cloud or snow.

The farm, ranch, and small town quickly disappeared behind us. There was only a straight avenue in front of us, and there was also a clear blue sky that seemed to be within reach.
Chapter completed!