All Filial Descendants Kneel Down, I Am Your Great-Grandmother

Chapter 279

The night breeze was slightly cool. A sky full of stars poured down, laying a layer of silver light over the grains of sand.Rong Yu sat on the sand dune, looking up at the moon.

Resting her chin on her hand, she said to the man beside her, "Sit down and chat for a while?"

Sheng Qingyan sat down, his posture perfectly straight.

He clearly remembered that before he had regained his senses, he had an abnormal dependence on her. He defined this behavior as turning to anyone in a moment of desperation.

He thought that after becoming a normal person again, he wouldn't do baffling things anymore.

But now...

There was a lively bonfire in the distance, yet he was here admiring the moon with her.

His heart was inexplicably pounding.

It seemed as if it was meant to be this way.

Why?

"Sheng Qingyan," Rong Yu spoke softly, "do you find tonight's moonlight familiar?"

Hearing this, he looked up at the moon.

A bright moon hung in the indigo night sky, with countless stars twinkling. This was a moonlight commonly seen in the desert. For some reason, a feeling of deja vu suddenly flashed in his mind.

It was as if, one year, on the ocean, aboard a cruise ship, he had also admired a moon like this.

A sudden stab of pain hit his temples.

"I shouldn't have brought that up. Don't think about it anymore."

Suddenly, Rong Yu held his hand.

Sheng Qingyan froze.

Her movement of holding his hand was so natural, so natural that he didn't even think it was something that shouldn't happen.

Perhaps.

Was it because when he was ill, he often took the initiative to hold her hand, so she had gotten used to it?

Sheng Qingyan's fingers twitched. After a moment of thought, he didn't pull away. Instead, he couldn't help but hold her back, clasping her hand tightly.

Rong Yu's lips curved into a smile.

The moonlight flowed down like a stream, falling softly and lightly upon her, making her exude an incredibly surreal beauty, as if she had suddenly fallen into a dream...

Behind the sand dune.

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Tang Mi: "No way, Rong Yu is actually involved with this soldier."

Zhou Shiyu: "Oh my god, their silhouettes together are too cute! Boohoo, lock them up together forever, I've swallowed the key!"

Hai Chang'an: "Didn't you just say you had your eye on this man?"

Zhou Shiyu: "I'm not worthy."

Si Lin's face looked terrible: "A greenhorn recruit, how is he worthy of Miss Rong?"

Tang Mi rolled her eyes at him: "He might be a greenhorn, but he's a crack shot. Given time, he'll definitely become a major general. How is he not worthy?"

The few of them spoke louder and louder.

Sheng Qingyan picked up a small stone and, without looking back, tossed it behind him.

"Damn, who hit me?" Si Lin roared, clutching his head. Looking up, he met Rong Yu's eyes. He inexplicably shrank back and said dryly, "We... we came to admire the moon."

Hai Chang'an chuckled: "Right, and to inspect the desert environment while we're at it."

Rong Yu said faintly, "It seems your workload is still too light if you have the energy to stalk me."

The four of them: "..."

Steeling herself, Tang Mi said fearlessly, "The moonlight is so beautiful. Shouldn't you two be doing something romantic?"

Zhou Shiyu shouted loudly, "Kiss! Kiss! Hurry, kiss!"

Rong Yu: "..."

Sheng Qingyan: "..."

Zhou Shiyu smirked and gave Tang Mi and Hai Chang'an a push: "You two are an engaged couple. Hurry up, give a live demonstration of how to kiss, so Rong Yu and Captain Sheng can learn."

Tang Mi: "..."

Hai Chang'an: "..."

Wait, what did this have to do with them, please?

Do engaged couples have to be forced to perform in public?

In the distance, silhouettes of people were faintly moving; it seemed everyone else was about to be drawn over too. Sheng Qingyan kept a straight, slightly reddened face, his voice cold and deep: "I have something to do."

He turned around and left quickly.

His back was extremely stiff, and his footsteps looked somewhat like he was fleeing in panic.

Before Rong Yu could reprimand them.

Si Lin spoke up: "Miss Rong, the four of us came up with a new proposal that suits our talents. Do you want to hear it?"

Hai Chang'an took a crumpled notebook out of his pocket and offered it with both hands.

Rong Yu took it and opened it.

Although the handwriting was a bit ugly, the ideas were not bad.

"We want to organize a charity event," Zhou Shiyu said. "Using social media for promotion to attract volunteers. This way, we can improve the desert environment and relieve the local manpower shortage."

Tang Mi added, "I know a few friends in environmental organizations. I think they'd be very willing to provide technical guidance."

Her tone was uncharacteristically devoid of any spoiled attitude.

Hai Chang'an cleared his throat: "Promotion won't be a problem. My family... I mean, the Hai Corporation can fully support it."

Rong Yu flipped through the proposal page by page, her brows gradually relaxing. The plan was unexpectedly detailed. From volunteer recruitment to safety guarantees, from sapling selection to subsequent maintenance, it covered almost all potential issues.

Finally, she looked up: "Whose idea was this?"

Si Lin: "It was my idea!"

Zhou Shiyu: "What do you mean your idea? I clearly brought it up first!"

Hai Chang'an: "I wrote this proposal stroke by stroke!"

Tang Mi: "Hey, I sorted out the most critical processes, okay!"

The few of them argued back and forth until they realized Rong Yu had fallen silent.

Si Lin scratched his head: "Alright, it was actually the result of us discussing it together."

Rong Yu handed the notebook back: "The idea has merit. Take it back and revise your proposal, especially the cost accounting and professional technical support sections. I will give you ten days to implement it."

The four of them could hardly believe their ears.

"What?" Tang Mi covered her mouth. "Let us execute it? Are you serious? Do you believe we can get this done?"

Si Lin's eyes widened: "Miss Rong, you're not making fun of us, are you?"

Rong Yu smiled: "If you can use internet celebrity traffic, business planning, corporate resources, and interpersonal networks to actually accomplish something, it's far more meaningful than being locked up here doing hard labor."

She stepped toward the crowd.

The four of them looked at each other and then erupted into deafening cheers.

Since coming to this dump, it was the first time they had been acknowledged by Rong Yu. How could they not be ecstatic?

The four of them stayed up all night and went to find Rong Yu the next day with the new proposal. But Rong Yu was busy, truly too busy. For this proposal, she asked the base's propaganda department to help coordinate with them.

With professionals stepping in, the four people's efficiency increased even more.

On the third day, they drove to the city nearest to the base and began deploying the plan.

Online promotion, live stream hype, guiding registrations, gathering points...

On the fourth day, the first batch of over a hundred registered volunteers safely arrived in the desert. In the distance, a cloud of dust rose on the horizon, it was a convoy of dozens of off-road vehicles.

When the midday sun reached its highest point, the desert had transformed into an orderly and bustling ocean. Under the guidance of professionals, volunteers moved trees, dug holes, planted saplings, and watered them.

In the evening, when the final sapling was planted, everyone erupted into thunderous cheers.