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

As they were talking, Guo Xingqi came out again and handed a bag of candy to Zhu Xiaomin: "Sister Xiaomin, this is our wedding candy, specially saved for you."

Just now Zhu Xiaomin thought she was just being polite, but she didn't expect it to be true. She quickly wiped her hands, took it, and said congratulations with a smile.

Seeing that the dishes and chopsticks were already being set up in the outer courtyard, Guo Xingqi did not stay long. He said a few words and then went back.

Zhu Xiaomin put the dishes in the pot, asked others to watch the fire, and went back to the inner courtyard. She took two pillowcases from her bag and took them to the next room. Seeing that the two were cooking porridge, she handed the pillowcases to them and said with a smile: "This is a wedding gift for you. Don't despise it."

Guo Xingqi was greatly surprised and hurriedly said politely: "Sister Xiaomin, this...how can this be possible?"

At that time, the custom of giving wedding gifts had just become popular in the city, and it had to be between very close relatives. It was not yet popular in the village. But seeing that Zhu Xiaomin was holding a pair of brand new pillowcases with mandarin duck patterns, it was obvious that they had been prepared long ago and not a spur-of-the-moment idea. She was a little flattered.

Zhu Xiaomin stuffed it into her hand and said with a smile, "The educated youth are a family. Although I'm gone, the educated youth center is still my mother's home. You don't have to be so formal."

Guo Xingqi looked at Jiang Xingyu helplessly, but Jiang Xingyu accepted it generously: "Sister Xiaomin, we won't be polite then. If you need any help in the future, just let me know."

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be polite." After exchanging a few polite words with the two of them, she returned to the outer courtyard.

After a while, the aroma of the rabbit meat in the pot had already spread out. On the other side, Song Zhian and a few others had prepared the cold dishes and were already making the stall. When they saw her come out, they all asked her to sit down.

Zhu Xiaomin said with a smile: "Make another soup, the water is about to boil."

Miao Shiwen laughed and sighed: "You have learned the skill of making soup from at least seven or eight people here. You can do anything. Come and sit down and talk for a while."

Wu Xulin and others also said, "Yes, let's talk and let Zhian and the others be busy."

Song Zhian smiled and looked up: "I will eat secretly."

Everyone laughed: "You are young, let us give in to you."

Zhu Xiaomin went over and took her son from Jiang Sao's arms, then sat down in the empty seat reserved for her. She looked up and saw Luo Tingyuan, and asked, "Teacher Luo, how are these boys doing with their studies?"

Everyone:"……"

Again!

Luo Tingyuan smiled and nodded: "I'll help you keep an eye on it and won't let you down."

He Wenhua was helpless: "What we are learning now has already surpassed the high school textbooks. I am afraid that many college students have not learned it."

How much can college students learn in these years?

Zhu Xiaomin smiled and asked, "Do you understand everything?"

"I understand." Luo Tingyuan nodded in affirmation. "After getting rid of the high school curriculum, they gradually distinguished their strengths and weaknesses and each had their own emphasis. Now the group classes are no longer based on the original progress, but on their own preferences."

Now that I know my preferences, I will know how to choose my major in the college entrance examination.

Zhu Xiaomin nodded repeatedly, a little envious: "In this case, I will be left behind by you guys."

Several people laughed: "Xiaomin, you don't regret returning to the city, do you?"

Xing Qingsheng laughed: "I'm afraid it's not Xiaomin who regrets it. Mingzheng is the same. He said he was going back to the city, but he kept running back."

"That's different." Xiang Zhikuan smiled, "Mingzheng came back for Xiaomin, we are just incidental, don't be too sentimental."

Everyone burst into laughter when they thought of how Lu Mingzheng tried his best to get close to Zhu Xiaomin every time he came back.

Zhu Xiaomin listened to everyone's jokes with a smile, and waited until the topic was over before asking, "Has Xiaoya sent any letters recently?"

Chen Danqing nodded: "He sent us a letter when the school just started, saying that he won the Outstanding Student Award and told us the good news. He also said that he wanted to find a chance to come back and visit again."

Chen Xudong couldn't help laughing: "She just couldn't bear to spend the travel expenses. During the past two years' vacations, she stayed in school and helped the school with odd jobs."

Zhu Xiaomin was relieved, but also a little regretful when she said, "I get fewer and fewer letters. There have been none in the past few months."

Chen Xudong said with a smile: "She knows everything about our affairs here. She also knows that you are busy. She mentions you every time she writes to you and complains that you refuse to reply to her letters and have forgotten about her."

Zhu Xiaomin thought about it and was speechless for a moment.

Over the past year, I have been running back and forth between the city and the village, taking care of the pregnancy and giving birth, and there are indeed several letters that I haven't replied to. It seems that girl is overthinking it.

In the next few days, spring plowing began. Meng Zihao took two students and followed Xia Dongliang to the fields every day, and watched with their own eyes as the seeds they brought back were planted.

Zhu Xiaomin and He Lanfang received people from various teams, reviewed the infrastructure reports sent to them, and made plans for subsequent inspections.

It has to be said that most production teams had educated youth, and the situation reports were already well written.

Huang Xiaojuan came over and heard the two discussing when to go to the various brigades. She was a little worried: "Forget about going somewhere else, but the Third Brigade may not be peaceful. How are you going to get there?"

Zhu Xiaomin paused while writing, looked up at her, and said with a smile: "It is not just my job to develop side businesses in the brigades. My job has to go through the commune, so of course I will ask people from the commune to go with me."

Huang Xiaojuan was helpless: "What if the people in the commune can't suppress it?"

He Lanfang was also a little nervous: "Yes, Xiaomin, this is our job, not a war. We should be cautious and not take risks."

Zhu Xiaomin thought for a moment and asked, "Is Guihua in the village?"

Huang Xiaojuan smiled and said, "Yes, she and Langya have been working every day these days. I will tell her when she finishes work in the evening and ask her to come to see you."

"Yes!" Zhu Xiaomin nodded in agreement.

The next day, after Zhu Xiaomin had her meal, she played with her son for a while before handing him over to Mrs. Jiang and going to the brigade headquarters with He Lanfang.

Bai Guihua was sitting under the eaves waiting for her. When she saw the two people come in, she immediately jumped up and smiled at her.

Zhu Xiaomin opened the door and led her in, then asked directly, "How are the dozen or so widows in the Third Brigade?"

Bai Guihua smiled: "You came to me in the winter, but I said I was too cold and didn't want to go deep into the mountains. A while ago I said I would wait until spring plowing, and then I would go after some time."

"Where are their in-laws?" Zhu Xiaomin asked.

Bai Guihua shook her head: "I fight with widows all day long and don't allow them to remarry, so the widows don't have much time to bother me."

He Lanfang couldn't help but ask: "Then...if Xiaomin goes to the Third Brigade now, will it be dangerous?"

Bai Guihua was surprised: "You want to go to the Third Brigade?" She tilted her head to think for a moment and nodded, "Then I'll bring Langya with me and go with you."

"Just the two of you?" He Lanfang was still worried.

Zhu Xiaomin laughed: "Aren't there still a dozen widows?"

Nearly half a year has passed since the incident, and those widows are still looking forward to Bai Guihua finding them sons-in-law, which shows that they are not completely suppressed by their husband's family. Now Bai Guihua is with Zhu Xiaomin, and if someone wants to touch Zhu Xiaomin, Bai Guihua will protect her, so the widows will naturally protect Bai Guihua.

What's more, there is a wolf's fang.

After listening to this, He Lanfang felt a little relieved.