It's the same as graduating from high school, but in recent years, students have just followed various sports. How many of them study hard?

Lu Mingzheng was a few years older than them. He was graduating from high school when the movement started and had no chance to enter college. However, he still completed the high school courses in a solid manner.

Xie Chengzhi's sigh expressed the sentiments of most educated youths, and they couldn't help sighing too. Miao Shiwen quickly calmed the atmosphere and joked: "Lu Mingzheng, you will be promoted all the way back now, but don't forget us. .”

"Of course!" Lu Mingzheng smiled and glanced at Zhu Xiaomin intentionally or unintentionally, "I have a place and I will write back. If you need anything, just write to me and tell me. It is much more convenient to buy some things in the city."

"We are still very impressive!"

"Here's to you!" Everyone shouted together, raised their necks, drank the last sip of wine, and started serving soup and vegetables.

Zhu Xiaomin didn't have much alcohol capacity, she was the kind of person who loved both food and drink. After a few sips of wine, her head felt a little dizzy. She leaned on Zhang Qiaomei and smiled at Lu Mingzheng: "Lu Mingzheng, you can have more snacks in the future. Don't always give in." People are plotting against you.”

Lu Mingzheng's eyes were fixed on her again, without speaking or moving.

"Is Zhu Xiaomin drunk? What did you say?" Yang Aijun asked.

"It's probably about the book ban the day before yesterday." Xing Qingsheng is still worried about this matter.

like.

Everyone's eyes fell on Nie Yifei.

Nie Yifei's face sank, he put the teapot on the table, and sneered: "Xing Qingsheng, what do you want to say? It's better to just say it."

Xing Qingsheng also sneered: "You don't know what I'm talking about, so why are you so anxious? Is there something wrong in your heart?"

"Tell me clearly, what's wrong with me?" Nie Yifei stood up with a cry.

Xing Qingsheng also stood up and said loudly: "Isn't it you who reported the report? Do you dare to say that it is not a false accusation? Who doesn't know that you have always wanted to return to the city. You saw that Ming Zheng had a chance and wanted to change his target to you, right? "

"You...you...what evidence do you have for saying that?" Nie Yifei's face suddenly turned red when he heard what he said.

It's just that it's late at night at this time, and everyone can't see clearly with the two torches in the yard.

"Okay!" Lu Mingzheng intervened to stop him, looked at Nie Yifei and said, "It's just a misunderstanding."

After Gu Mancang's efforts, this matter has been determined as such, and there is no need to argue anymore.

Everyone knew that he was leaving tomorrow and didn't want to cause trouble. Xing Qingsheng snorted and stopped talking.

Just being disturbed like this, the happy atmosphere just now was still ruined. Although the topic was changed, it was no longer as lively as before.

Zhu Xiaomin glanced sideways at Lu Mingzheng and curled her lips disdainfully: "Lu Mingzheng, do you think this is responsibility?"

Lu Mingzheng glanced at her but said nothing.

Zhang Qiaomei was afraid that there would be another quarrel, so he quickly served her a spoonful of egg soup and persuaded her: "Xiaomin, you drank wine, drink some egg soup to wake up."

Who gets the egg soup to sober up?

But at this time, no one was in the mood to joke. Looking at Zhu Xiaomin holding a lunch box and drinking soup, someone said: "It's getting late. After we drank the soup, it's time to go to bed. Tomorrow Zheng will return to the city and we have to go to bed." At work."

"That's right!" Everyone agreed immediately and went to serve the soup. Only then did the previous section really come to light.

After everyone calmed down, Lu Mingzheng explained what was going to happen next: "All the work of my brigade has been handed over, and the rest is this year's work points. When the time comes, you can get the food and eat it together."

Originally, they didn't feel very close to him when he was in front of them, but now when they heard what he said, most people were a little reluctant to part with him, and agreed in twos and threes, saying goodbye.

The next day, when Zhu Xiaomin got up, Lu Mingzheng was no longer there. Miao Shiwen said: "Maybe he had to take a tractor early in the morning, and he was already gone when I got up."

Xing Qingsheng was a little depressed: "He got up and left quietly on his own, maybe because he was afraid that we would see him off."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded and pretended not to care.

After the brigade headquarters received the mission, Zhu Xiaomin followed everyone into the cornfield. Standing in the cornfield, you could see the dirt road on the hillside when you looked up.

The dirt road leads from the brigade headquarters, passes through a mature forest, and then turns along the mountain. At the bottom of the mountain is Willow Village.

The tractors in the team are usually parked next to the threshing floor at the end of the village. When Lu Mingzheng wants to take the tractor to the town, he goes out on that road.

Thinking of that resolute and heroic face, Zhu Xiaomin suddenly felt a little distraught. She packed a basket full of corn, went out to load the basket for the male members, and then climbed up the ridge on the other side.

There is another mature forest there, but standing on the hilltop outside the forest, you can see the threshing floor of the village.

After such a long time, Lu Mingzheng should have left long ago, but she just wanted to take a look and see which way he went out.

If we leave now, we will probably never see each other again in this life.

On the top of the mountain, the autumn sunshine shines down, no longer as hot as summer, but it is still dazzling.

Zhu Xiaomin stretched her neck and looked down. This place was far away from where she was just now, and she couldn't see the people working there. Looking across the rows of green tree crowns below, she could see the threshing floor at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the threshing floor was full of freshly harvested grain. Some female members were spreading out some grain or tying up the broken corn. It was also a lively labor scene.

At the edge of the threshing floor, the team's tractor was parked, and other team members were bagging and loading the dried grain into trucks.

Zhu Xiaomin's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't know if the tractor had returned or if it hadn't left yet.

Just when she was standing on tiptoe, trying to see every figure clearly on the threshing floor, she heard someone behind her ask: "What are you doing?"

Zhu Xiaomin was startled, and when she turned around, she saw Lu Mingzheng standing behind her carrying luggage and a small suitcase.

Zhu Xiaomin suppressed her racing heart with one hand, and the villain complained first: "Lu Mingzheng, why are you so sneaky? You scared me to death."

Lu Mingzheng raised his lips, followed her gaze down the mountain, and asked doubtfully, "Are you sending me off?"

"Who wants to send you off?" Zhu Xiaomin glared at him, turned around and ran down the mountain.

"Wait a minute!" Lu Mingzheng shouted, threw away his long legs, chased after her in three or two steps, and stood directly in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Xiaomin almost bumped into him, stopped and stared at him.

"If you didn't send me away, what are you doing here?" Lu Mingzheng asked.

Zhu Xiaomin was angry, put his hands on his hips, and scolded angrily: "Lu Mingzheng, you are crazy. Do I know you very well? Why should I give it to you? Besides, didn't everyone give it to you yesterday?"

Lu Mingzheng asked stubbornly: "Then what are you doing?"

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