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

"Yes, I'm back." Zhu Xiaomin nodded affirmatively.

This is home, and no one questioned their choice of words.

Miao Shiwen was standing nearby, and at this moment she said with a smile: "Come in and sit down, everyone is waiting for you, and they haven't eaten yet."

Zhu Xiaomin was helpless: "We have already eaten at the brigade headquarters."

Miao Shiwen shook her head: "Then eat something more and then we can sit down." He took her hand and went in.

"Yes, yes, eat some more." Song Zhian and several others also shouted and surrounded her into the yard.

In the yard, the fourteen new educated youth were also there. When they saw Zhu Xiaomin, they all greeted her politely. Fang Qing didn't expect that when she returned to the city, she would go to the superior unit of the superior of the superior of this brigade, and she felt awkward for a moment.

Zhu Xiaomin greeted everyone in a very normal manner.

Over the past few months, the new and old educated youth never became one, and they didn't have much to talk about. They soon returned to the inner courtyard.

Zhu Xiaomin sat down in her usual seat and looked around the yard. It was still the same as when she left. She sighed, "I was just wondering if I could make it back in time for the National Day holiday."

Miao Shiwen smiled: "We were thinking about that too. I was so happy when I received the notice yesterday."

Everyone nodded and soon asked about her work.

In fact, Zhu Xiaomin had mentioned this in detail in her previous letter. When she heard everyone asking, she said it again, smiling, "It's all work. It's just different in nature compared to here. The biggest advantage of the city is that there are movie theaters."

The only time a projection team came to the village was when they would show open-air movies in the threshing ground. There were usually no entertainment programs at all.

When the educated youth heard her say that she was going to the movies, they immediately expressed envy. Song Zhian's eyes widened: "Xiaomin, Mingzheng is not here, who did you watch the movie with?"

Zhu Xiaomin laughed: "Who says you have to watch a movie with Lu Mingzheng? We can live together as roommates."

Song Zhian scratched his head: "Is it not okay for me to be jealous of Mingzheng?"

Everyone laughed at what he said.

After talking for a while, Zhu Xiaomin's eyes searched for Zhang Qiaomei's figure and said with a smile: "Sister Qiaomei, why are you ignoring me?"

Zhang Qiaomei smiled and said, "I can't get a word in when you talk about what's happening in the city." There was a hint of loneliness in her words.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "Just chatting."

Zhang Qiaomei nodded, stood up and said, "We made dumpling soup. I'm afraid you haven't had it for a long time, right?"

"It really is!" Zhu Xiaomin was surprised and sighed, "There is a cafeteria in the administrative compound. Everything else is fine, but they never make soup, only porridge."

Song Zhian asked hurriedly: "Can we eat white flour?"

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "There are steamed buns and rice every day, but they are rationed. If you go too late, you won't be able to buy them. In addition, they also make some cornmeal steamed bread and steamed cakes."

When people heard her talking about steamed buns and rice, they were already smacking their lips with greed.

At this time, several people had already brought up the dumpling soup. Yang Aijun served the first bowl to Zhu Xiaomin and said with a smile: "Although there is no shortage of food in the city, I'm afraid it doesn't taste as good as here."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded repeatedly, took a sip, sighed with satisfaction, stirred it, and found that there were quite a few lumps of dough. She asked casually, "Is there more white flour?"

Before, we celebrated everyone's high school graduation and saw Wang Xiaoya off, and a lot of white flour was used.

Miao Shiwen nodded: "There is still some left. We can hold out for another two months, and it's time to distribute the new food."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded and stopped asking questions. She looked across the table and landed on Luo Tingyuan, then asked, "Where's everyone's homework?"

Everyone:"……"

Why are you asking about homework after just a few words?

Luo Tingyuan nodded with a smile: "As you said, there will be tests every month, so I won't miss it."

Zhang Qiaomei brought over a few side dishes, put them down in front of Zhu Xiaomin, and whispered, "I guess... I'm the worst."

"Qiaomei!" Miao Shiwen shouted, "We study to learn something, not to compete with others. Just do your best."

Zhang Qiaomei said "hmm" and said nothing more, looking a little distracted.

Zhu Xiaomin felt strange, but she couldn't ask in front of everyone, so she just let it go.

Everyone talked about Zhu Xiaomin's work, everyone's production, and Lu Mingzheng who was not present, until late at night.

Zhu Xiaomin just said that she wanted to go and see her new house and pulled Miao Shiwen in.

The new house was locked, and Miao Shiwen took out the key to open it for her. She looked inside and whispered, "I saw someone from them enter your house before, so I bought a lock to lock it."

Zhu Xiaomin frowned, but she knew that this kind of thing was inevitable, so she didn't ask any more questions, but just asked: "What's wrong with Qiaomei?"

Miao Shiwen shook her head: "She has been like this since you and Xiaoya left. She is not as active as before in work and has no interest in studying. When I asked her what was wrong, she wouldn't tell me."

Zhu Xiaomin thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "How are you doing recently?"

"Recently?" Miao Shiwen thought for a moment and nodded, "It's been better recently, and I'm very active at work."

"She just said that she did the worst in the test? Is that true?" Zhu Xiaomin asked.

Miao Shiwen sighed: "On the test set last month, she actually didn't answer half of the questions in two subjects."

Zhu Xiaomin frowned and asked, "Where are the others?"

"Other people are better. They have made solving problems a habit. When they encounter difficult problems, they want to know the solution." When he pushed her here, Miao Shiwen looked surprised. "Do you know that little Luo Ye is amazing?"

"What's wrong?" Zhu Xiaomin asked.

Miao Shiwen pointed outside the door and said, "After they came, we had never attended classes. We didn't go to Teacher Luo's place much at the beginning. When we had questions, we would ask little Luo Ye to tell us. But the little guy looked at them and knew the solutions directly. We didn't believe it at first, but we asked Teacher Luo and he said the same thing. Isn't it scary?"

She knew...

Zhu Xiaomin laughed: "What's so scary about that?"

Miao Shiwen sighed: "He is only eleven years old, and that is a high school course."

Zhu Xiaomin chuckled, "Shouldn't Mr. Luo's son be smart?" She let go of the topic, lowered her head and thought for a while, then asked tentatively, "Shiwen, I've already left here. There are some things that may not be suitable for me to comment on."

"What are you talking about? Who treats you as an outsider?" Miao Shiwen pushed her.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled and continued, "Just now I heard Chengzhi say that the commune has assigned a quota for recruiting educated youths to return to the city?"

Miao Shiwen nodded: "Everyone has been discussing who to give it to these days. Do you have any suggestions?"

Zhu Xiaomin was silent for a while, and finally said: "If Qiaomei's learning status is really like this, I wonder if I can give it to her?"

"For Qiaomei?" Miao Shiwen was surprised.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled bitterly: "Maybe I am selfish. You said that she has been in this state since Xiaoya and I left. I think she really wants to go back to the city."

Miao Shiwen nodded and said nothing.

Zhu Xiaomin said: "There is one thing I have never told you, that is, she mentioned to me that she wanted the college student quota, but... I finally chose Xiaoya."