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

"Not good." Lu Mingzheng immediately shook his head, "Children will inevitably fight when they are together. If someone sees it, he won't be able to tell."

Zhu Xiaomin had obviously thought about it, nodded and said, "We'll talk about it then." She glanced at him as she spoke.

Lu Mingzheng saw this and was amused: "What are you thinking about? You might as well say it out loud."

Zhu Xiaomin blinked and smiled: "We can't even explain that thing when we wear it. How about you use it to make a hat?"

Lu Mingzheng: "...You are the rabbit master."

Zhu Xiaomin couldn't help but laugh when she saw that he couldn't get around him.

The two chatted and laughed for a while. The rice dumplings in the pot were already cooked. Lu Mingzheng went to get a basin to fill with cold water. Zhu Xiaomin took out the rice dumplings and soaked them in. Then he shouted: "It's time to eat rice dumplings!"

As soon as the shout came out, a group of young men sitting at the table already cheered and put away the books in a hurry.

Lu Mingzheng brought a basin of rice dumplings and said with a smile, "Xiaomin said, two for each person."

"Okay!" Several people agreed. Song Zhian acted the fastest and grabbed two first. He gave them to Luo Tingyuan first, followed by Yang Aijun, who also picked up two and handed them to Luo Ye. Behind him, Xing Qingsheng took a plate and fished eight directly. , handed to Miao Shiwen, it belonged to four female educated youths, and then a group of people robbed it, leaving only clear water in the basin in an instant.

Lu Mingzheng took the basin down and replaced it with another basin for soaking rice dumplings. Then he took two, walked around and sat down opposite Luo Tingyuan, and said with a smile: "These boys like to make mischief and make Mr. Luo laugh."

Luo Tingyuan also laughed: "This is what makes it lively."

These people were robbing each other, but no one was robbing too much. What they were robbing was the atmosphere.

In fact, the rice dumplings have just been soaked in water for a while and have not yet cooled down. Most people hold them in their hands, inhaling "hissingly" and tossing them back and forth with their hands.

Luo Ye ate rice dumplings for the first time. He took apart the rice dumplings after looking at others. When he saw the white rice dumpling meat, he took a big bite. As a result, his mouth burned and he was reluctant to spit it out. He opened his mouth and took a few breaths before chewing. When I put it in my mouth, the texture of glutinous rice and the aroma of dates filled my mouth, and I squinted my eyes happily.

Luo Tingyuan saw it and took one piece apart and ate it slowly while silently pushing the other one in front of his son.

"Dad, I only need two." Luo Ye pushed back.

Luo Tingyuan smiled: "I don't eat much sweet things." He pushed it back.

"It's not very sweet, just right." Luo Ye retorted and pushed the rice dumpling back.

Luo Tingyuan said again: "I'll rest in a while. I've eaten too much and can't digest it." He pushed it back again.

Luo Ye shouted dissatisfied: "Dad."

Lu Mingzheng looked at the interaction between father and son and felt a little moved. He added: "It's not good to eat too much at night. There are still two pots of water there, and there will be more tomorrow."

Luo Tingyuan paused and then took the rice dumplings back.

Over the years, it has become his instinct to leave more food for his son, forgetting that he is no longer afraid of going hungry.

After eating rice dumplings, I still read a book. This time, Zhu Xiaomin also joined in.

Because after a lifetime, she actually forgot the textbooks the most. But once she learned mathematics, physics, and chemistry, her memory would revive as long as she reviewed it again. What was missing was the memorization of literature, history, places, etc., so now she is also in high school. courses.

Lu Mingzheng followed her and sat next to her again. Seeing that she was taking notes seriously, he couldn't help but look back at Song Zhian.

Just hearing the boy complain, he really thought she didn't learn it herself.

Everyone was studying, but he was the only one who was idle. Zhu Xiaomin looked back several times, and finally waved his hand to chase them away: "Go, go and play with Luo Ye."

Lu Mingzheng: "..."

Well, he does have some free time here.

Thinking of Luo Ye reciting poems and ancient prose just now, he got up directly to find Luo Ye.

He also wanted to know what that little guy knew.

Luo Tingyuan's eyes paused on him, then turned to Zhu Xiaomin and continued talking.

It has been two months since the school was built. Although Luo Ye helps at the school every day, he is always a special presence among the children.

He was there during class, after class, and during the gathering, but he never followed the children in writing and answering questions. During the gathering, everyone was reciting poems, but he never spoke.

Because of him, he is just an outsider, a bystander, and children often ignore his existence.

But things are different now. After a poem duet, he has a new task, which is to take the children for a run every morning and teach them to recite poems at the same time.

Luo Ye was a little excited and a little nervous.

When Lu Mingzheng arrived at the inner courtyard, he saw him holding his cheek, squatting beside the vegetable patch and worrying, looking like a young adult. He found it interesting, so he went over to tease him and asked, "Why, are you still thinking about the rice dumplings?"

"No way?" Luo Ye denied it hastily, looked up at him and asked, "Brother Lu, why are you coming to the countryside after you have returned to the city?"

Doesn't this guy welcome him?

Lu Mingzheng was surprised and just asked: "Why do you ask that?"

Luo Ye shook his head and whispered: "People here don't like city people, even city people who grew up here."

Are you talking about yourself?

Lu Mingzheng shook his head: "It's not that they don't like city people, it's just that city people are a special existence in their eyes, so they always use another set of standards to treat them."

"Will they also bully you?" Luo Ye asked.

Lu Mingzheng thought about it and imitated his example, squatting down in front of him and saying, "When I first came here, there was no educated youth center here. We were arranged to live in the homes of fellow villagers. They were a family, and we were just outsiders. There will be some."

"You have good background and are here to support the countryside, but they will also bully you?" Luo Ye asked nervously.

"How should I put it? In their eyes, educated youth are cultural people. They have a natural respect for culture and generally do not dare to blatantly bully." Lu Mingzheng deliberately ignored the ingredient issue he mentioned.

"Is there a special situation?" Luo Ye caught the key to his words.

"Yeah!" Lu Mingzheng nodded, "People have a herd mentality. When they become a group, what they want to do most is to pull down the people who awe them and trample them under their feet."

Hearing his words, Luo Ye bit his lip, but he still couldn't help but ask: "Well, I heard that you later worked in the brigade and everyone obeyed you. How did you do it?"

After talking for a while, Lu Mingzheng probably knew that he was worried about taking the children to recite poems tomorrow. He reached out and rubbed his head and said with a smile: "As long as you do your own thing well, don't let others find fault, and don't be afraid." Just make things difficult and provoke others."

"But...how to deal with it?" He said it too broadly, and Luo Ye still felt unsure.

Lu Mingzheng looked directly into his big black and white eyes and simply said more clearly: "Luo Ye, other children only use fists and dirty words to bully you, right? Because that's the only thing they can use. arms."

"But you are different. You are better than them because you know a lot of knowledge. Your knowledge is also a kind of weapon, which is far more effective than theirs."

"Now, you have the opportunity to use your own advantageous weapons to fight back against them, let them obey you, and stand at a height that they can look up to. Gradually, they will no longer bully you."

This is the self-confidence that comes from one’s own culture.