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

On New Year's Day, the base slaughtered a sheep, and the team still divided the sheep's internal organs among themselves. Xie Chengzhi also bought a few sheep's heads, sheep's hooves and other things, waiting to use them for his wedding banquet.

In the evening, Zhu Xiaomin prepared the seasonings and cooked mutton soup in a big pot. There were a dozen fewer people, so a table was set up above and below the kang in the female educated youth dormitory, and everyone squeezed together.

Just as the mutton soup was boiling and everyone was busy cooking the side dishes, Fang Qing came out, looked at the people at the stove, frowned in annoyance, and shouted, "Xie Chengzhi."

Xie Chengzhi and Miao Shiwen were taking some pickled vegetables out of the granary. They stopped and asked, "Fang Zhiqing, what's going on?"

Fang Qing looked at him for a while and said, "I have something to discuss with you. Can you come over for a moment?"

Xie Chengzhi handed the things in his hand to Miao Shiwen, followed her into the gate of the inner and outer courtyards and stopped: "Go ahead."

Fang Qing looked outside and frowned: "Right here?"

Xie Chengzhi nodded: "Otherwise, go to the brigade headquarters to find me tomorrow morning."

Fang Qing frowned: "It's too noisy here, come in and talk."

Xie Chengzhi shook his head: "If you're not in a hurry, let's talk about it tomorrow." After saying that, he turned around and was about to go back.

Fang Qing hurriedly called out, "Xie Chengzhi." Seeing him turn around, she hesitated and asked, "Zhu Xiaomin came back... to attend your wedding?"

Xie Chengzhi nodded: "That's the reason."

Fang Qing bit her lip: "You... have you really decided not to think about it anymore?"

Xie Chengzhi frowned: "Is that what you want to say?"

Fang Qing looked at him for a while, then looked outside and whispered, "You...it's not too late for you to regret it now."

Xie Chengzhi frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Fang Qing looked up at him boldly: "I want to know, you chose Miao Shiwen, is it... because she is better than me? She is an educated youth, and so am I. I am also from Beijing, and she is not better than me, right? I don't believe you don't know that I like you."

Xie Chengzhi was not surprised, frowned, and shook his head slightly: "I have never chosen, because there is no one else, just poetry."

Fang Qing opened her eyes wide: "If it was before, it would be fine, but now I'm here."

Xie Chengzhi was unmoved: "There's nothing different. There are more than just Shiwen and one woman in this group."

"How can I be like others?" Fang Qing opened her eyes wide, "Xie Chengzhi, let me tell you, although I came to cut in line, my family will find a way to let me go back soon. If you want, I can also take you to the capital."

Xie Chengzhi smiled: "Thank you, I don't need it." After that, he ignored her and turned back.

"You..." Fang Qing stomped her feet in anger and wanted to chase after him, but she saw the noisy crowd. She gritted her teeth and turned back. Passing by the bridal chamber that they had prepared, she glared inside unwillingly.

Zhu Xiaomin was stirring the mutton soup beside the big stove and whispered to Miao Shiwen, "Is Fang Qing still pestering Chengzhi?"

Miao Shiwen shrugged, took a look inside, and whispered, "I forgot to tell you, she seems to know Teacher Luo."

"What?" Zhu Xiaomin was surprised. "How is that possible?"

Miao Shiwen thought for a moment and said, "Well, it should be that she knows Mr. Luo, knows his name, and is very repulsive."

"What's going on?" Zhu Xiaomin frowned.

Miao Shiwen shook her head: "I asked Teacher Luo privately. When Teacher Luo heard her name, he just told us not to worry about it."

In other words, Luo Tingyuan also knows Fang Qing?

Zhu Xiaomin was surprised for a while, and vaguely thought of something, but she was not sure, so she had to let it go for the time being.

After dinner, when the Luo family father and son went back, Zhu Xiaomin followed them in. Seeing that everything in the house was as before and tidy, she felt relieved and asked Luo Tingyuan directly: "Teacher Luo, do you know Fang Qing?"

Luo Tingyuan stared at her for a while, then smiled helplessly: "I don't know. In terms of age, when I was arrested, she was just a child, not as old as Luo Ye."

"Is it her family?" Zhu Xiaomin asked.

Luo Tingyuan was silent for a moment, glanced at Luo Ye, and nodded slightly: "Back then... there was a main force in the struggle against me, his surname was Fang. I was imprisoned in the capital for a year, and he was the one who was in charge."

That was the year he suffered the most brutal treatment.

Zhu Xiaomin understood, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "I heard from Shiwen that a conference was held last month. Is it related to her?"

Luo Tingyuan smiled and said, "It should be that she and the new director of the Revolutionary Committee mentioned me, but nothing happened."

Hearing what the two said, Luo Ye nervously grabbed his sleeve and interrupted, "But...but that person had Dad taken away..."

"Luo Ye!" Luo Tingyuan whispered to stop him, and said to Zhu Xiaomin gently, "No, he just asked me to go over and listen to the meeting."

Luo Ye looked up at him, tears rolling in his eyes but not falling.

Everyone else was sitting, but he was the only one standing, with his head down on the stage. Is that called listening to a meeting?

Zhu Xiaomin reached out and touched Luo Ye's head, and whispered: "I will find a chance to meet that person in the next few days."

"No need!" Luo Tingyuan hurriedly stopped him. "Zhu Zhiqing, I know what you mean. Such humiliation can't defeat me. He didn't do anything that day, and he probably won't do anything in the future. Don't worry about it."

Zhu Xiaomin stared at him for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, I won't mention you guys when I see him."

Luo Tingyuan felt relieved, nodded and said, "We are fine, you can go back."

Zhu Xiaomin didn't stay any longer. She touched Luo Ye's little head again and turned around to leave.

When they returned to the inner courtyard, Lu Mingzheng had already washed up and brought her some hot water. When he saw her coming in, he asked, "Are you here to ask Mr. Luo about the struggle session?"

Zhu Xiaomin nodded, sighed softly and said, "Teacher Luo is really difficult."

Lu Mingzheng came over and closed the door, pulled her over, poured her some water, and whispered, "I'll go find him when we get back from the other brigade."

Zhu Xiaomin looked up at him, her eyes moved around him, and nodded: "There's no need to mention Teacher Luo specifically, we can just sit with him."

With her current identity and the military uniform Lu Mingzheng was wearing, all she had to do was let that person know that they were protecting the people at the educated youth site.

Lu Mingzheng responded and helped her take off her coat, wrung out the towel, and pretended to be waiting for her to wash her face.

Zhu Xiaomin couldn't help laughing, took the towel and said, "Let me do it myself." He rolled up his sleeves and washed his face himself.

Lu Mingzheng finally helped her wash and lie down with all his heart. He quickly tidied himself, jumped onto the kang and got directly into her quilt, hugged her in his arms, and let out a long sigh.

Zhu Xiaomin had just gotten warm in bed, but he brought her into a chill again. She pushed him away and said, "Why don't you go into your own bed?"

Lu Mingzheng turned over and pressed on her, whispering: "In your dormitory, it always felt like an affair and it was not satisfying at all. Now that we are finally home, do you still want to push me away?" As he spoke, kisses covered her all over.

back home...

Zhu Xiaomin's mind was in a trance for a moment.

In fact, neither she nor he belonged here anymore. It turned out that he, like her, subconsciously regarded this place as their home.

Just as Lu Mingzheng said, this was the place where he could relax the most. He gave it his all throughout the night and when they got up, breakfast was already ready outside.

When several educated youth saw the two of them, they all made faces and looked mocking.

Zhu Xiaomin was shameless and pretended not to notice. Lu Mingzheng, on the other hand, felt a little embarrassed, but when he glanced at his wife, he felt sweet.