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

Lu Mingzheng was shocked: "Xiaomin, Qian Baldy can recognize your voice. The Qian family is very hostile to you, so don't take risks."

"If I don't come forward, I'll think of other ways." Zhu Xiaomin nodded slightly, already having some vague ideas in mind.

Lu Mingzheng was worried: "Xiaomin..."

"I know." Zhu Xiaomin stopped him from continuing and smiled at him, "I knew when she was brought back, but I never did anything because I wasn't completely sure and didn't want to take risks. You don't have to worry. "

Ok.

Lu Mingzheng looked at her and regretted mentioning this, but he had no other choice but to repeatedly tell her not to act rashly.

Because Lu Mingzheng and Zhao Zheng were going back to the city the next day, dinner was carefully prepared at the educated youth spot in the evening. Everyone held the two of them for a chat and didn't let them go until very late.

Everyone returned to the dormitory, and the courtyard returned to tranquility. Several female educated youths had washed up and were about to go to bed when they heard someone tapping on the door a few times, followed by Lu Mingzheng's voice: "Xiaomin."

Miao Shiwen pushed Zhu Xiaomin and whispered: "I want to say goodbye to you, go out quickly."

Zhu Xiaomin had no choice but to slap her paw away and go out by herself.

Outside the door, Lu Mingzheng stood under the grape trellis. The moonlight shone down, passing through the grape leaves, casting faint light spots on his body, making his face appear softer.

Zhu Xiaomin's heart froze, and she had to say that this guy's appearance was really attractive.

"Xiaomin." Lu Mingzheng raised a smile and waved to her.

Zhu Xiaomin was a little uneasy, afraid that he would bring up the topic of marriage or not, so she took a few steps closer, but did not reach him. She just asked: "Why are you still up so late? Have you forgotten something?"

The sound was not loud, but not quiet enough to be heard by people in a few nearby rooms, to show that he had nothing to be ashamed of.

Although Lu Mingzheng's thoughts are not shameful.

Lu Mingzheng couldn't help but laugh when he saw that she was three times as far away as during the day. He took a few steps closer, pondered for a moment, and gave her the thing in his hand: "I'll keep these clothes. You guys can help me change them. Mr. Luo, please change your clothes."

It was already summer, and the material Luo Tingyuan was wearing could no longer be seen. The patches inside and outside together were thicker than a jacket. It was obvious that he had no other clothes to change into.

Although he felt strongly uneasy seeing Zhu Xiaomin's kindness to his father and son, over the past few days, he could not help but be impressed by that man's knowledge and magnanimity.

Zhu Xiaomin was startled and lowered his head to take a look. It was vaguely the clothes he had worn in the mountains these past few days. He did not expect that he called her out because he wanted to leave these clothes to Luo Tingyuan. He took them in silence and smiled. : "Then I will collect it for Mr. Luo."

Too familiar, there is no time to say "thank you".

In fact, as early as a month ago, she had written home to see if anyone had any old clothes at home, but she never got a reply, let alone the clothes.

Lu Mingzheng was a little apologetic: "I just brought these clothes with me because I wanted to work in the mountains, so I had to make do with it. I hope Mr. Luo won't mind. I'll find a way to get some cloth tickets later."

Zhu Xiaomin shook his head: "Mr. Luo won't mind, the old clothes are fine."

With Luo Tingyuan's identity, of course the lower profile the better.

Lu Mingzheng understood, nodded, looked at her with a smile and said, "I will definitely come during the Dragon Boat Festival next month, just wait for me."

The words were originally nothing, but when they came out of his mouth, and against the backdrop of the night, they suddenly felt full of ambiguity.

Zhu Xiaomin felt a little flustered, responded vaguely, and quickly asked: "No...is there anything else? I have to walk tomorrow, so I need to go to bed early."

"Yes!" Lu Mingzheng nodded, suddenly took a few steps forward, opened his arms to hug her, and whispered in his ear, "Remember to wait for me."

Not waiting for him to celebrate the festival, but waiting for his people!

Lu Mingzheng had never felt such a strong sense of crisis before. He was afraid that when he was away, Zhu Xiaomin and Luo Tingyuan spent time together and would be tempted by him.

After all, except for the crime on his head, that person was impeccable in terms of knowledge, insight and magnanimity.

Obviously, Zhu Xiaomin did not shy away from his crime, but had more sympathy.

Unfortunately, he couldn't stay by her side all the time.

Zhu Xiaomin was stunned by the sudden intimacy and forgot to breathe.

But before she could react, Lu Mingzheng had already let go and stepped away, smiled and said, "Go back."

Zhu Xiaomin came back to her senses. For a moment, she really didn't know if the hug just now was really there or if it was her illusion. She stared at him with wide eyes, wondering if she should be angry.

Under the night, she raised her head slightly, with some confusion in her big eyes, and her lips were slightly opened in surprise. Lu Mingzheng rushed to kiss her for a moment, but did not dare to mess around, and just asked in a low voice: "You... …Is there anything else?”

What could happen to her?

Zhu Xiaomin took a deep breath, stabilized her chaotic mind, shook her head, and said hastily: "No, no." She turned around, rushed back to the house, and slammed the door.

Her panic pleased Lu Mingzheng. Seeing her disappear, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

Very good, she wasn't angry, let alone hit him. Does that mean that she actually didn't reject his closeness?

This thought ran through his mind for a while, the corners of his lips curved even wider, and he slowly turned around and returned to the inner courtyard.

Zhu Xiaomin returned to the room, and the other three people were already lying down. Miao Shiwen was lying on the pillow, looking at her, and said with a smile: "I'll give you clothes when you give them. I haven't given them here for several days, so I called you out at night." , Lu Mingzheng is getting weirder and weirder."

Zhu Xiaomin glared at her, went to put away his clothes first, and then said, "He has been wearing these clothes in the mountains these past few days. He must have just changed them." He quickly climbed onto the kang, took off his clothes and lay down, saying, "sleep."

Miao Shiwen said with a groan, "He knows clearly that you never change your clothes, so why does he have to give it to you instead of me?"

Zhu Xiaomin lay down, making slight noises from his mouth, pretending to be asleep and ignoring her.

The other two people couldn't help but laugh. Zhang Qiaomei said, "That's it. We are still thinking about how to dress Teacher Luo."

Wang Xiaoya also nodded: "Lu Zhiqing and Teacher Luo are about the same height, but Teacher Luo is too thin and should be changed."

Miao Shiwen stopped teasing Zhu Xiaomin, turned off the light and lay down, and then said: "Well, just use needle and thread to tighten it inside, and there is no need to cut it. If Teacher Luo gets fatter in the future, it can still be worn."

Zhu Xiaomin interjected: "Let's apply some patches."

Miao Shiwen looked sideways at her: "Aren't you asleep?"

"I was talking in my sleep." Zhu Xiaomin said immediately.

The other two couldn't help but laugh too.

For Luo Tingyuan's clothes, several people had come up with various ideas during this period, but Lu Mingzheng solved it as soon as he came and relieved everyone's worries.