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

"Lu Mingzheng, are you sick..." Zhu Xiaomin got angry, pushed him and shouted, "You have already gone to the army, how can I take care of you? Do I want you to be a deserter when the war comes? Lu Mingzheng, you bastard! You are a bastard!" I finally let you go back to the city well, why do you want to go back? You go to the army, you go to be a soldier, you go to die, and you still want to get married, what kind of marriage? If you die again, what do you want me to do? ?what should I do……"

The incoherent shout was suddenly sealed by two soft lips. Zhu Xiaomin's brain exploded with a bang. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the enlarged handsome face in front of him in surprise. He didn't know how to react for a moment.

Lu Mingzheng's kiss was very clumsy, so clumsy that he didn't even know how to continue. He just rubbed his lips and felt the softness on her lips, intercepting her cry of near collapse. After a while, he felt her tightness. Her tense body relaxed and she said softly: "But if you don't marry me, I don't know what I will do?"

After joining the army, he couldn't come here every now and then. He was afraid that she would be snatched away by others without him knowing.

She is so wonderful.

Zhu Xiaomin finally calmed down and said in a dumb voice: "You... don't have to go..."

Lu Mingzheng was silent for a moment, struggling a little in his eyes, and finally asked: "Are you...rejecting me as a soldier, or...are you simply refusing to accept me?"

"I..." Zhu Xiaomin was speechless.

She resisted, she didn't want to marry him, it was because she was afraid that their marriage would eventually lead to mutual torture, just like in the previous life, after countless efforts, it still ended in failure.

She didn't want him to be a soldier, because she didn't want him to repeat the trajectory of his previous life, and she didn't want him to die on the battlefield at a young age.

But, how should she tell him about the previous life?

Seeing that she was speechless, Lu Mingzheng asked again: "Xiaomin, tell me, you care about me and care about me, right?" Without waiting for her to answer, he added, "As long as it is, you can't do it now Decide, I will wait, no matter where I am, I will wait, wait for you to accept me."

No matter what, he is going to the army. No matter how long it takes, he will recognize her, right?

This is still the same Lu Mingzheng.

A muscle.

Zhu Xiaomin closed her eyes and shook her head feebly: "Lu Mingzheng, you are hopeless."

"Yes, only you can." Lu Mingzheng suddenly said a word of love, "So, can you marry me?"

Zhu Xiaomin stared at him for a long time, feeling like heaven and man were at war in her heart.

She couldn't stop what he decided. In other words, he was going to the army, which was a fact that could not be changed.

Now, if she marries him, she will be back to the situation in her previous life. She doesn't know what the future will be like.

However, if she does not marry him, she will cut off contact with him...

Thinking of the last life, something happened to him shortly after she left home, and her heart tugged again.

She said nothing and had no unnecessary expression, but there was a change in her eyes as she stared at him.

Lu Mingzheng suddenly felt a little flustered. Before she could speak, a hand suddenly covered her eyes and said hoarsely: "Okay, you don't have to give me the answer, not now, you... think about it again, think about it." think."

Zhu Xiaomin was silent for a moment, then reached out to grab his hand covering her eyes, looked up at him, and nodded slightly: "Well, let me think about it." Then she turned around and said, "You should go, otherwise you won't be able to catch the afternoon bus. "

Now, her mind was in a mess and she couldn't make a decision. She really needed to think about it.

Seeing that she really didn't answer, Lu Mingzheng was a little disappointed, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

If she was still so determined that she didn't want to marry him, he really didn't know what to do.

Taking a deep breath, he strode to catch up with her. The two of them walked through the woods together, crossing the path, passing the fields, and heading towards the threshing floor.

In the fields, the educated youths were busy harvesting crops with other commune members. When they saw the two coming, they immediately raised their voices to say hello. Song Zhian shouted with a smile: "Mingzheng, we won't send you off, Xiaomin represents you."

Xing Qingsheng kicked him on the butt: "Xiaomin is Xiaomin, and you are you. Can we compare?"

"That's right, no!" Song Zhian responded quickly, rubbing his butt and laughing, "Then we won't be light bulbs."

Hearing what he said so straightforwardly, everyone laughed, and several club members also started to cheer: "Lu Zhiqing, remember to come back often. If you don't think about us, you have to think about Zhu Zhiqing, right?"

Lu Mingzheng listened happily and responded with a smile.

Even if these people are busy, they cannot stop themselves from gossiping.

Zhu Xiaomin was helpless. Hearing someone joking, he only responded with a big fake smile.

After going down the hillside and crossing the stone bridge, you will reach the threshing floor.

There is a large team of donkey carts going to the town, so there is no need to go through the village.

After saying hello, Lu Mingzheng looked back at Zhu Xiaomin, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. In the end, he only said: "Then...I'm leaving..."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded, smiled at him, watched him get on the car, watched the donkey cart go further and further away, until he couldn't see the figure clearly, then turned around and walked towards the brigade headquarters.

With no one in front of her, she could think more clearly, and she really had to think about it.

After returning to the brigade headquarters, I quickly started to get busy again. At noon, I only had ten minutes to eat, and then I was busy all afternoon without touching the ground.

It wasn't until dark that we finished work and everyone dragged their exhausted bodies back.

In the educated youth spot, Luo Tingyuan had already cooked porridge, and Luo Ye was rolling the mashed potatoes in the basin with a big-faced spoon. When he saw her, he smiled and shouted: "Sister Xiaomin, my mashed potatoes are ready." , it’s still hot.”

"Okay!" Zhu Xiaomin agreed with a smile, cleaned his clothes, washed his hands and went over and said, "Go and pull out a handful of onions." Taking over from him, he mixed flour into the mashed potatoes and kneaded them.

Yang Aijun came over and asked, "Would you like potato pancakes?" She didn't need to answer, so she went to move the chopping board and rolling pin.

Song Zhian saw the stove with a pot still on it and asked in surprise: "What is here?" He opened the lid of the pot and shouted in surprise, "Ah, boiled tea eggs are so good. I haven't eaten them in a long time."

Miao Shiwen also rolled up her sleeves to help, raised her head and smiled: "Xiaomin said that everyone has been working hard during this period, so we have to make up for it."

Song Zhian nodded repeatedly and came back to wash his hands. He sighed and said, "This Mid-Autumn Festival coincides with the autumn harvest. Ming Zheng only stayed for one night and left in a hurry." After washing, he came over and asked casually, "Xiaomin, did he say anything?" When will you come again?"

Zhu Xiaomin looked up at him and shook his head: "I probably won't be able to come for a while."

Luo Ye came back from plucking onions and was sitting on a small bench peeling them. He immediately said loudly: "He said he would come to see the silage in the autumn and when the ewes gave birth to lambs."

That was the last job he was responsible for at the breeding base.

Zhu Xiaomin thought and nodded: "Well, it might come."