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

Xie Chengzhi dragged the drawing back to look at it, pointing to the end of the house and explaining: "I want to leave a passage here leading to the backyard."

"Between the two courtyards, or the angle over there is fine." Lu Mingzheng took a pen and sketched.

Zhu Xiaomin went over to take a look and nodded: "In this way, we can have five or six more houses. Not to mention the next three years, we can live in it for another five or six years."

In fact, in three years, after the movement is over, there will be no new educated youths going to the countryside. They will just build more houses, which can be used as warehouses, so I agree.

Things were discussed and the rice was ready. Miao Shiwen brought a coriander seed over and said with a smile, "It's a coincidence that you came here. We steamed the sorghum noodles steamed buns at noon."

It’s made from dough again.

Lu Mingzheng smiled, glanced at Zhu Xiaomin, took a steamed bun, and joked: "I know there is food now, but I just don't know. At this time, whatever dish your skillful hands can conjure up is steamed buns."

Xie Chengzhi was funny: "Besides potatoes, there are no vegetables. We just eat them directly, or pickles."

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "There are no dishes, but there is something you can try." Then he went to the granary.

After a while, he took out a bottle, opened it and placed it in front of him. He raised his chin and said, "Try it on the steamed buns?"

Lu Mingzheng stretched out his chopsticks to pick out a little bit, and saw that it was a red paste with a vaguely familiar sweet smell, and asked: "What is this?" As she said, he applied it on the steamed buns and took a bite. He felt sour and sweet. Very refreshing.

Xie Chengzhi smiled: "These are the hawthorns I picked last year and made into hawthorn sauce. There are only two bottles in total. I ate one bottle some time ago and left one bottle. Xiaomin said I wouldn't take it out. It turned out to be for you." Keep it.”

"That's right, I've been asking for it for a long time but it still doesn't work." Song Zhian immediately responded and winked at him.

Zhu Xiaomin felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, and punched the two of them: "There are only so many dishes in total, and everyone just tastes them, so there are so many words." He turned to leave, but got a little angry again, and kicked Song Zhian in the leg. .

Song Zhian screamed "Ah!" and shouted in grievance, "You're going to be beaten even if you tell the truth?"

Lu Mingzheng couldn't suppress the smile in his eyes. He looked up at Zhu Xiaomin's back as he hurriedly walked away. He felt full and sweet in his heart. He picked out a large chopstick with hawthorn sauce and took another big bite.

Next to him, Xie Chengzhi shook his head and laughed: "This thing is sour and sweet, and not everyone likes it."

But he loves to eat.

Lu Mingzheng paused and glanced in Zhu Xiaomin's direction again.

He likes everything she makes. I wonder if it's a coincidence?

The plan of the base was agreed upon, and we thought that after it was completed, we could grow some vegetables and fruits. The next day, everyone used white powder to draw the scope of the foundation on the ground. After the snow had hydrated, the ground was still slightly wet, so we picked the nearest one. On an auspicious day, the ground was broken.

In order not to affect the normal life in the yard, everyone decided not to open the courtyard wall first, but to build a house directly from the other side. When the house is completed and the courtyard wall is almost closed, the two sides will be opened.

Just two days after construction started here, Shi Meijun and Nie Yifei also started construction on their house. Shi Meijun came back with a full belly, stood on the edge of the construction site and said: "Our house over there is in a hurry, and new people will not come here until the summer." , it’s more important over there, I need you to go over and help.”