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

For the whole night, Lu Mingzheng did not see Xie Chengzhi, and he was not sure whether he was carried out by others. He could only desperately look for people. As long as he heard a groan or a faint cry, he would rush over, hoping that there was still someone alive.

It was just that the weather was too cold, and the car that had an accident in the morning was not discovered until noon. By the time the troops arrived, the best rescue time had passed, and the injured who had fallen on various parts of the cliff had already stopped breathing.

After daybreak, the search and rescue speed accelerated. The area around the overturned car had been searched several times, but no one was found.

Later, a crane truck arrived, pulled the steel cable, and lifted up the broken and deformed long-distance bus. The bloodstains on the body of the bus were shocking.

After cleaning the scene, it showed that there were no remaining victims. Lu Mingzheng rushed to the hospital that received the bodies and checked them one by one, but still did not find Xie Chengzhi.

Lu Mingzheng was unwilling to give up, so he returned to the mountain again, but no matter how hard he searched the place, there was no sign of a single person.

Finally, it was dark and he had no way to search and rescue, so he had to come back and walk home with tired and heavy feet. He didn't know how to tell Miao Shiwen.

At this moment, seeing the woman rushing out of the door, he urgently needed an outlet to vent his pain. He hugged her and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaomin, I didn't find Chengzhi. I searched the entire cliff, but I couldn't find him. Xiaomin, what should I do? What should I do?"

“Mingzheng!” Zhu Xiaomin hugged him with her backhand. Feeling his fragility, her heart ached. She patted him on the back several times and kept saying, “Chengzhi is fine, Mingzheng, Chengzhi is fine, he’s back…”

"But I didn't find him." Lu Mingzheng repeated.

"Ming Zheng!" A familiar male voice came from behind. Lu Mingzheng was startled and turned around stiffly. He saw Xie Chengzhi standing by the door in a coat. For a moment, he almost thought he was seeing things. He opened his mouth but no words came out.

Xie Chengzhi came over and said with a smile: "I'm not in that car, it's really okay."

Seeing that Lu Mingzheng seemed to be stunned, Zhu Xiaomin also smiled and said, "Yes, Chengzhi was late and didn't get on the car at all."

This is real!

Lu Mingzheng caught a glimpse of truth, let go of Zhu Xiaomin, and looked Xie Chengzhi up and down.

He was wearing a blue cotton coat with patches on it, and the smile on his face was his usual gentle one.

"What are you looking at?" Xie Chengzhi pushed him with a smile, his eyes slightly red.

Nothing happened to him, but he knew his brothers were fighting for him.

This time, Lu Mingzheng finally grasped a glimpse of the truth. He rushed forward, punched Xie Chengzhi hard on the shoulder, and then hugged him tightly. His eyes unconsciously turned red, but a smile appeared at the corners of his lips.

During this day and night, he saw so many mutilated corpses, hoping to find Xie Chengzhi, but also afraid to find him. It was hard for him to imagine whether he could accept it if he saw Xie Chengzhi lying in front of him in that state.

Now, it’s great. This person is still intact in front of him, able to talk, laugh, and even push him.

He Lanfang finally interrupted and complained, "You two came back one by one and caused Xiaomin to run out. She is still in confinement. What if she catches a cold?"

Yes, Zhu Xiaomin is outside.

The two men woke up at the same time, and Xie Chengzhi hurriedly said, "Xiaomin, go back quickly."

Lu Mingzheng also came over, took Zhu Xiaomin in his arms, and complained: "Really, what are you doing out here?"

After entering the door, he remembered again, turned around to look at He Lanfang and said, "Don't disturb Shiwen, you still sleep here, I will lie on the chair until dawn."

Zhu Xiaomin was helpless: "Shiwen has given birth, and Jiang's wife is also in the hospital. Eat something and go over to sleep with Chengzhi."

"Shiwen gave birth?" Lu Mingzheng was surprised.

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "She lost her pregnancy when she heard the news yesterday. She started bleeding right after you left. It was Sister He and Sister Yue who helped take her to the hospital. The baby was born this morning, a boy."

Lu Mingzheng felt thrilled and frightened after hearing this.

If anything happened to Miao Shiwen and the child, how would they explain to Xie Chengzhi?

Fortunately, everything is over now and everyone is safe.

It was late at night, so Lu Mingzheng stopped bothering Zhu Xiaomin and told her to rest. He went to the kitchen to get the remaining cold rice, heated it up on the stove in the opposite room and ate it while talking to Xie Chengzhi.

The next morning, Lu Mingzheng came over, hugged Zhu Xiaomin, looked at his son, and whispered, "My vacation is over. I have to go to the army to get a rescue certificate today, and I have to leave in the evening."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded and complained again: "You left as soon as you said so. At least give your son a name."

Over the past few days, we have discussed the child's name several times, but no real name, not even a nickname, has been chosen. All of them are randomly called "baby" and "brat".

Lu Mingzheng looked at his son, thought for a while and said, "You gave birth to your son with so much hardship, so you should choose the name. Just make sure it's nice and easy to remember."

Zhu Xiaomin glanced at him and seriously suspected that he was trying to get rid of the burden without thinking.

Lu Mingzheng saw her dissatisfaction and couldn't help but chuckle. He bent down and kissed her on the forehead: "I'm serious."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded, but said, "I haven't washed my hair for more than ten days."

Lu Mingzheng was amused by her, hugged her tightly and said, "I'll go get the certificate first, then buy the ticket, and I'll talk to you when I come back at noon. Tell me if you want anything."

Zhu Xiaomin thought for a while, but didn't want anything in particular, so she shook her head.

Watching Lu Mingzheng go out, the iron gate opened and closed, Zhu Xiaomin lay down on her side, stretched out her hand to hook her son's little hand, and murmured: "Little guy, your father doesn't care about your name, what should you do? Or you can catch one yourself?"

The little fellow was awake, and in response he kicked his little feet in the quilt a few times and made a few grunting sounds.

Zhu Xiaomin thought for a while and said softly, "Mom doesn't expect you to achieve much, but only hopes that you can grow up safely and become a responsible man, like your father. Hmm... let's call him Lu Yi, okay?"

Also, also!

The child seemed to understand. He sucked his lips and made a "da" sound, as if he was laughing.

Zhu Xiaomin was happy: "Then I'll call him Lu Yi, and his nickname is Xiao Yi."

The daughter in her previous life was named Lu Xin. Although her life was not full of joy as she had hoped, she still hoped that her son could continue her wish.

All the good things should be the same for the son.

At noon, Lu Mingzheng came back. When he heard his son's name, he paused for a moment and then smiled: "Well, it sounds nice, easy to remember and write, and the meaning is good too."

Zhu Xiaomin asked: "Do you like it?"

"Of course!" Lu Mingzheng nodded.

Zhu Xiaomin looked at him for a while, smiled slightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

In her previous life, she named her daughter without consulting the Lu family, but was criticized by them. She originally wanted to ask Lu Mingzheng whether he wanted to consult his parents, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't want to say it anymore.

That’s right, she gave birth to her son with great difficulty, so it is most reasonable for her to name him.

What's more, the Lu family did not acknowledge her as their daughter-in-law. Without a daughter-in-law, how could there be a grandson?

The child had nothing to do with them.

How could Lu Mingzheng know what was in her mind? He didn't even think about his parents. He stayed with her for the whole afternoon, and left with his bag after dinner.