The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

After half an hour of tractor driving and more than ten miles of mountain roads, by the time the two returned to the educated youth point, it was completely dark. Fortunately, Chen Xudong brought a flashlight, so they came back safely.

In the educated youth area, not long after everyone returned from work, Zhang Qiaomei had already cooked porridge in the pot and was sitting by the stove to add fuel to the fire. Miao Shiwen and Wang Xiaoya were sitting at the table doing something, and other male educated youths were busy cleaning up the yard. , seeing the two of them coming back, they greeted each other and asked about the situation.

Zhu Xiaomin first helped Chen Xudong unload the food on his back, then gave the bag to Miao Shiwen, and said with a smile: "This is some food that Lu Mingzheng bought for us. Here are the smoked eggs bought by the county. Each of us will save one for tomorrow morning. We cut the extra and cooked it in the porridge.”

Everyone heard a burst of cheers and immediately stretched out their hands to help count the eggs.

Miao Shiwen was funny: "It's better to put the grain away first." He went to get a scale, weighed the grain for record keeping, and asked two male educated youths to move it to the granary.

Zhu Xiaomin breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out her notebook, took a look at it, and said, "I asked a few days ago that the team will distribute food after New Year's Day. Potatoes and cabbage will be divided first, and then the food will be divided. We will calculate the remaining food." Forget it, I should be able to hold on until then."

Miao Shiwen nodded: "I heard Accountant Huang say today that if it's freezing for another half month, we won't be able to do any work in the mountains. The brigade is already arranging work to grind most of the grain into flour before dividing it."

This was a suggestion she made after she and Lu Mingzheng went to the mill last time. It seems that the team has adopted it.

Zhu Xiaomin nodded repeatedly: "This saves us some time."

Wang Xiaoya interjected: "Also, the dates on the trees are already old. I heard that they will be harvested soon. The team contacted the supply and marketing cooperative to sell some of them and share the rest with everyone."

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "We can make jujube cakes for New Year's Day."

"That's right!" Wang Xiaoya was excited, "We also have red beans and mung beans that we harvested ourselves, and we can also make bean paste."

Miao Shiwen pursed her lips: "I want to see if the yellow rice noodles are enough for our meal tomorrow."

Several people were chattering lively. Xie Chengzhi had already come over and said with a smile: "Let's take some time to clean out the cellar in the past few days. The new potatoes can be put in as soon as they are sorted out."

Zhu Xiaomin asked: "How many potatoes do we have?"

Xie Chengzhi shook his head: "There aren't many left. We won't know until the details are cleared up."

After listening to the discussion of these people, Song Zhian and Xing Qingsheng also slowly came over and chimed in: "Everything else in the yard has been collected. We can clean it up in the next few days, only some rapeseed is left."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "Just put it away before it freezes." He turned to look at the yard and sighed.

In winter, it is difficult to have fresh vegetables to eat.

After chatting lively for a while, the porridge over there has been cooked, and bowls of it are served. The smell of smoked eggs wafts from the porridge. Everyone moves their index fingers, takes a sip, and tastes it carefully.

But Lu Mingzheng bought a total of fifty eggs. During the meal, five people each ate one, and he took six more, leaving thirty-nine.

There were thirty-seven people in the educated youth camp. Excluding Shi Meijun, who had already split up, there were thirty-six people. There were three extra eggs, which were chopped and boiled into the pot.

In other words, there are now thirty-six people eating three eggs.

Fortunately, the smell of smoked eggs is relatively strong, and the egg yolks have already flown into the porridge, but everyone can occasionally get some egg whites and taste the unique smoked flavor, which is indescribably delicious.

Zhu Xiaomin watched a group of young people eating porridge, making fussing noises from time to time because they found egg whites. She couldn't help but smile, and felt a little dazed.

At this time, their needs are so simple and their happiness is so simple. Who could have imagined how difficult their respective lives would be more than ten years later?

In the evening of late autumn, it was already very chilly. After dinner, everyone cleaned the stove and went back to their dormitories. Zhu Xiaomin gave Miao Shiwen the things bought by the supply and marketing cooperative and said with a smile: "After a while, it will be time again." It’s time to mend clothes, the supply and marketing cooperative in this county has more colors than in the town.”

Miao Shiwen took it and looked at it, nodding happily: "Yes, this nylon thread is better than the ones we bought in town." He took the sewing box and was about to put the thread away. When he saw the things inside, he said, "Yeah" He said in a loud voice, "I almost forgot, Lu Mingzheng asked me to give this to you."

"What?" Zhu Xiaomin was surprised.

She had been with Lu Mingzheng for most of the day. Is there anything she wanted Miao Shiwen to hand over?

I saw her handing over a paper bag and slowly opened it. When I saw the contents inside, I was speechless for a moment.

They were two bottles of hand glycerin I bought in town a few days ago. After I bought them, I didn't give them to her. Instead, I asked Miao's poems to be handed over to her.

Miao Shiwen didn't open it when she got it. When she saw it clearly, she felt strange: "It's just two bottles of glycerin. Why didn't I give it to you?"

Zhu Xiaomin changed her mind slightly and figured it out. She couldn't help laughing, shook her head, sighed and said, "When did that kid have so many thoughts?"

When she was buying it, she said casually that she would give him the money, and it was almost certain that Lu Mingzheng was distracted.

Miao Shiwen also found it funny after hearing what she said. He pushed her and said, "Lu Mingzheng is serious. You really need to think about it carefully."

Zhu Xiaomin was helpless: "I know he is serious, but..."

However, the painful marriage in her previous life only brought her deep despair and fear, and Lu Mingzheng was the center of that memory. No matter what, she was unwilling to step into it again.

This layer of psychological barrier was something that even she couldn't explain clearly. Naturally, Miao Shiwen couldn't understand it. She sighed and whispered: "We have lived together for so many years, but why haven't we fallen in love with him? But that one... is gone now. He suddenly realizes that you are good, so he deserves to spend more time chasing you."

I originally wanted to talk about Nie Yifei, but when I saw Zhang Qiaomei doing needlework next to me, I stopped in time.

Even so, Zhang Qiaomei heard the meaning of her words, looked up at her, pursed her lips slightly, and lowered her head.

The two of them were talking, and Wang Xiaoya next to her was holding her cheek and listening. Then she smiled and said, "I think it's a little more interesting now. We really talked about it, but it's boring."

Miao Shiwen was so funny that he poked her forehead with his finger: "If Lu Zhiqing hears this, let's see if he doesn't glare at you."

Wang Xiaoya stuck out her tongue: "I don't dare to say that Lu Zhiqing is here." After speaking, she sighed again, leaned in front of Zhu Xiaomin and asked, "Sister Xiaomin, you really don't want to be with Lu Zhiqing? In fact, I also think he is quite good. "

Zhu Xiaomin was amused: "You, a little girl, know what is good. Now that you are saying this, are you ashamed?"

Wang Xiaoya blushed, shook her head, and whispered: "I was thinking that if the matter between you and Lu Zhiqing was settled, Meijun... Meijun would give up. It would be better than now, with all the trouble."