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

Aunt Cai looked a little distressed: "Zhu Zhiqing, these boxes can't be used?"

Zhu Xiaomin shook his head: "I said, we would rather earn less, but also have the best quality. This box cannot be held in full, and the two boxes are too solid and the taste will be bad."

"Isn't this a waste?" Mrs. Cai sighed.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "You can't sell it, but it doesn't mean you can't eat it. After a while, Mrs. Cai will see who has children and ask them to put some in a jar."

There were people in the yard, and she brought two lunch boxes back. Everyone saw it. If you meet a narrow-minded person, you will inevitably say that she is taking the collective things. Now that there are more people sharing it, it actually means that you are less in trouble. .

For the children?

Sister-in-law Cai didn't think too much. After hearing what she said, she nodded hurriedly and rushed out happily.

At this time, hundreds of hawthorn skewers over there have been skewered, all put in clean buckets, and put into the warehouse together with hawthorn sauce and hawthorn cake, ready to be sent to the county the next day.

When he returned to the educated youth center, school was over. Luo Ye was sitting next to Wang Xiaoya with his cheek in his hands. When he saw everyone coming back, he immediately said hello. When he saw Zhu Xiaomin, he also called out: "Sister Xiaomin."

What happened to this kid today?

Zhu Xiaomin was surprised and went over to rub his head: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" She touched his forehead and found no fever.

Luo Ye shook his head: "No." He looked in a low mood.

Zhu Xiaomin went to the granary to get a lunch box and came out, smiling and saying: "Bring you some food, see if you like it?"

Luo Ye nodded: "I like it."

"You haven't eaten yet!" Zhu Xiaomin was amused. She gave him a spoon and told him, "It's all for you, don't eat too much."

Luo Ye took the spoon, looked at her eagerly, just nodded, not in a hurry to eat.

This is not like usual.

Zhu Xiaomin was a little strange, looking at the people in class today.

Song Zhian shrugged: "That was it yesterday. Even if I asked him what happened, he wouldn't tell me."

Luo Tingyuan glanced at his son and said helplessly: "It's okay, kid, he'll be fine in a few days." After saying this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhu Xiaomin.

Luo Ye's eyes suddenly turned red, but he lowered his head to hide his emotions and took a spoon to eat.

Zhu Xiaomin saw that although he was eating, he was far from the usual way of shouting delicious food with bright eyes every time he ate something good. She was even more worried and touched his head, wondering what to ask.

The male educated youths all breathed a sigh of relief when all thirty-six pieces of cloth were finally washed and the last piece was dried.

When Zhu Xiaomin saw it, she immediately called Xing Qingsheng over, gave him the bamboo sticks she brought back, and said with a smile: "You are so skillful, help me sharpen two pairs of sweater needles."

Xing Qingsheng said helplessly: "You are really good at catching strong men." He took it and went to find tools.

Zhu Xiaomin went to arrange dinner and asked Song Zhian to help add fire to the pot. He came out with a large bag of wool, pulled Luo Ye to set up the thread, and wound it into a ball.

Luo Ye pursed his lips tightly, raised his hands, and silently cooperated with the movement of the woolen head. He looked up at her from time to time, but did not speak.

Yang Aijun came over and took a look in the bag, and saw that there was only one color. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "It can't be Mingzheng's, right?"

"Is that so?" Zhu Xiaomin said helplessly, "If you don't see him coveting our cotton-padded clothes, even if we made them for him, he wouldn't be able to wear them."

"Are you going to knit a sweater for Ming Zheng?" Miao Shiwen also looked over and touched it, "This sweater can only be worn in the city. We don't have wind protection here. It can be done in just one day. .”

Xie Chengzhi was also curious: "Xiaomin, can you still knit sweaters?"

Zhu Xiaomin laughed: "I can't pick up the small needles used to sew clothes. If you're not happy, I'll pick up a few big ones." Seeing several more male educated youths approaching, he immediately distributed the wool to everyone, working in groups of two to help. She circled it.

After Luo Ye finished winding the thread in his hand, he saw Zhu Xiaomin going to the stove to watch the fire. He slowly followed him and finally asked in a low voice: "Sister Xiaomin, are you really going to leave?"

Zhu Xiaomin turned around and saw a pair of his black and white eyes, looking at her with uneasiness. Her heart instantly softened. She sat down slowly, pulled him to her side, thought about it and shook her head: "I haven't thought about it yet. Or wait a little longer.”

"Wait a minute, it means... you have to leave sooner or later?" Luo Ye asked, his eyes a little red.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled and rubbed his head: "Silly boy, we have to leave sooner or later."

"No!" Luo Ye shook his head, lowered his head, and unconsciously clenched his hands into fists.

Or others will leave, but they can't leave, they are different.

"Yes!" Zhu Xiaomin said more firmly, "Luo Ye, you believe in dad and you believe in me, right? You believe that as long as we persist, those things will pass."

Luo Ye bit his lip and said nothing.

Zhu Xiaomin sighed, reached out and gently rubbed his head, and said soothingly: "Luo Ye, don't worry, even if I leave, you will still stay here until you can go back."

"Go back?" Luo Ye looked at her in confusion, his face turned pale.

In his memory, there is no city, only the bullpens of the three teams.

It would be okay if he had never left before, but now that he has stayed here for half a year, he doesn't want to go back.

Zhu Xiaomin saw his uneasiness and immediately said: "When I say go back, I mean go back to the city. You and your father will go back to your original home together."

is it?

Luo Ye looked at her blankly for a while, then finally lowered his head and whispered: "I...I heard that this school was...run by you. I...we are also the ones who came here. When you leave, we ……us……"

"No!" Zhu Xiaomin interrupted immediately, pulled him into a hug, and comforted him softly, "Luo Ye, no, there are so many people here, Brother Xie, Sister Shiwen, they will make sure the school continues well. You will not be sent back."

"But... they all listen to you..." Luo Ye whispered.

Zhu Xiaomin touched his head and felt unstable for a moment.

Yes, she went around seven or eight circles to get them, father and son. She knew what would happen in the future, but other educated youths didn’t know. If she left and someone used their identities to make an issue, who would To protect them?

If they were sent back to their previous lives, what was the point of all she had done?

Zhu Xiaomin was silent for a while and said softly: "Luo Ye, I understand, I won't let anyone take you away."

Luo Ye leaned against her and just nodded silently, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

In the past, when he was bullied and felt aggrieved, his father told him about this movement, letting him know that the world is unfair and letting him know the last resort of too many people.

In the past six months, he had met so many educated youths, including Lu Mingzheng, and he had also heard the educated youths discuss returning to the city. He knew that they also had many choices. They all looked forward to one day returning to the city. Now that she can return to the city, is a good thing.

But he couldn't bear to leave, not only because he was afraid of being taken back, but also because he couldn't bear to leave sister Xiaomin who was so good to him.

But his father also warned him not to say these words and not to hold her back.

Tears welled up, Luo Ye took a breath and held back.

After saying these words to her, I finally felt a little better. I twitched the corner of my mouth and said softly: "Sister Xiaomin, I understand."