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

Putting the cloth ticket aside, Zhu Xiaomin ate seriously and tried not to stir up other topics.

But for some reason, neither of them said anything anymore, but this silence actually dragged her back to the time they lived together in their last life.

At that time, every time they ate together, they ate in silence without any communication.

Zhu Xiaomin felt a little awkward again, coughed, and started asking about the plan.

Lu Mingzheng remained calm, answering questions and trying to be as detailed as possible.

Lu Mingzheng enjoyed the meal very much. He ate most of the potato pancakes by himself and drank three bowls of egg soup. When Zhu Xiaomin stopped using his chopsticks and cleared the bottom of the two dishes, he sighed with satisfaction. He murmured to himself: "Why haven't I noticed before that your craftsmanship is so suitable to my taste?"

This was her understanding of him from her previous life.

Zhu Xiaomin glanced at him and said self-destructively: "Well, with Shiwen and Qiaomei here, I am usually lazy. It's not that you haven't eaten it, it's that I haven't done it at all."

I'm just a lazy woman, why are you marrying me? Run away!

Lu Mingzheng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh: "Not only are you good at your craft now, but you also have self-awareness, which is good."

The self-knowledge of ghosts!

Zhu Xiaomin's eyes instantly widened, and when she met his smiling eyes, she realized that she had been deceived and felt discouraged.

After the two of them had eaten, Zhu Xiaomin took it to wash the dishes. Lu Mingzheng, who was familiar with the matter, found a rag and wiped the table. He still took the manuscript over and finished revising the rest while talking.

After a while, Zhu Xiaomin thought of what he had missed again, so he immediately mentioned it. Lu Mingzheng picked up the pen and added some details.

When Zhu Xiaomin finished packing and came over, he handed over a stack of paper: "Read it again. If you don't add anything, just make a new one."

Zhu Xiaomin took a closer look at what he had revised. He was still filled with admiration that he couldn't express in his heart. He said sincerely: "It has to be you. I will take over your writing work. It's so generous."

Lu Mingzheng shook his head: "I have been here for more than five years and have done writing work for four years. In the past few years, I exercised a lot and did more writing work. If you practice for a few years, you will not be worse than me."

Zhu Xiaomin laughed: "You don't need to praise me like this, I know how much I weigh."

Lu Mingzheng said sternly: "What I said is true. What's more, practice makes perfect in writing work, and most of the materials have fixed patterns. After writing for a while, you will find that it is not difficult. But these ideas of yours, whether from the feasibility or from the perspective of Future development is very rare and I never thought about it.”

You haven't thought about it because the current environment has restricted your thinking.

It can be said that it limits the thinking of most people.

All kinds of inexplicable charges and inexplicable big hats made everyone unable to breathe and move their legs. Apart from working hard, they did not dare to think about more reformative things.

Zhu Xiaomin was silent for a moment and asked seriously: "But this plan has already been criticized when Secretary Gu sent it to the town. Are you really not afraid of being implicated when you take it to the county?"

Lu Mingzheng shook his head: "I said, I will test it first and see if I can send it as appropriate."

This is the truth, and it is also to give her a vaccination. If it doesn't work, don't be too disappointed.

Zhu Xiaomin was too aware of the trauma caused to people in this era, so she didn't care much about it. She smiled and said, "Well, this is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Let's do our best and listen to fate."

Lu Mingzheng stared at her, with real confusion in his eyes, and whispered: "Xiaomin, I should have known you earlier."

"Ah?" Zhu Xiaomin was stunned.

Get to know each other earlier?

How early?

She came here two years later than him, and they knew her as soon as she arrived. How could he know her so early?

Lu Mingzheng lowered his eyes and whispered: "Remember when you first came here, I heard others talking about the arrival of a girl in a skirt who was very dewy, but I didn't notice it myself. Later, I heard them talking quietly, He said Nie Yifei was chasing you, so I paid attention..."

Zhu Xiaomin hesitated after hearing his voice, and couldn't help but ask: "Why, it's different from what they said?"

At this moment, the memory traveled back to the previous life.

When she first arrived, she did wear a skirt, a light blue fine cotton dress, white socks and white tennis shoes.

She remembered the eyes that stared straight at her when she got out of the car, and the male educated youth who rushed to her side to help her carry her luggage.

So that day, other educated youths carried their own bags, but she entered the village empty-handed.

However, just two days after arriving in the village, she discovered that wearing a skirt was too inconvenient even if she was not going to the fields. What made her even more uneasy was the way the bachelors in the village looked at her.

So, she put away the skirt and put on pants. Once the skirt was put away, it would be ten years until she left here.

His thoughts were brought back by Lu Mingzheng's voice: "No! You are just like what they said. You are indeed...well, very beautiful, but...just..."

"Just what?" It was probably not a good word, Zhu Xiaomin deliberately asked.

Lu Mingzheng rubbed his head in embarrassment, but answered honestly: "You're just a bit squeamish, and... you're also incompatible with everyone, so... I didn't pay attention to you anymore, so I don't really know you."

Wasn't it because Nie Yifei's pursuit later caused the educated youth to make a fuss and made him even less fond of her?

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "That's the original me."

I am not afraid that you will know the shortcomings, but I am afraid that you will still bother me.

Lu Mingzheng raised his head and stared at her for a while, raised the corners of his lips, and whispered: "But it's not too late to get to know you now." He no longer waited for her reaction to his words, and pushed the manuscript in front of him, "You copy it Come on, let me go for a walk in the mountains. Where are they working today?"

It’s great to go up the mountain!

Zhu Xiaomin suddenly felt something coming through her breath, and hurriedly pointed out to him: "It's on the northern hillside. A batch of red pines and some pear trees will be planted today."

"Did we successfully cultivate the Korean pine seedlings the year before last?" Lu Mingzheng suddenly became energetic.

Zhu Xiaomin nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the sapling is now two years old and needs to be transplanted."

"I'll go take a look." Lu Mingzheng immediately stood up and walked out. He hesitated at the door, "Otherwise, you can go back to the brigade headquarters to write."

This educated youth is here alone, and there is no one around now. Even though it is broad daylight, I still feel a little worried about letting her alone.

Zhu Xiaomin subconsciously wanted to refuse, but looking at the empty yard, he hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay!" He packed up his things and followed him out again.

The two of them went down the slope one after another, walked through the forest, and walked up the slope on the other side.

Before they even got out of the woods, they saw a person emerging from the woods, just in front of the two of them.

Money bald man!

When Zhu Xiaomin saw it, he immediately stopped and subconsciously reached out to grab Lu Mingzheng's clothes.