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

There was a big Liberation truck parked on the edge of the square outside the station. Four or five young soldiers were waiting beside the truck. When they saw the group of people coming, they hurried over to greet them. Two of them had already climbed onto the bucket, and the others took everyone's packages and handed them over.

Lu Mingzheng waved for someone to come over and handed him the stack of things in his hand: "There is still some luggage that has not been picked up. Go pick it up, and then meet us at the Kyoto Hotel across the street."

"Yes, Company Lu!" The young soldier immediately saluted and took the thing.

Song Zhian beside him hurriedly said, "There are seventy-two pieces in total. You must count them carefully and don't lose any."

How come there are still seventy-two pieces?

The little soldier looked back unconsciously.

There are more than seventy items thrown into the car.

But no one said anything, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only nod and agree.

After everyone had packed their packages, Lu Mingzheng took the lead in crossing the road and walking towards Kyoto Hotel.

There are four or five state-owned hotels near the train station, and Kyoto Hotel is the largest one.

When we say it is big, we don't mean its status in the hotel, but simply because it has the largest area.

The area is large, so these nearly 40 people can enter without filling up the entire restaurant.

The restaurant had square tables, and normally four people sat at a table. But everyone squeezed together and six people sat at each table, so there were six tables in total.

Lu Mingzheng ordered the meal, took his son over and sat him next to his wife. He stroked his son's head and asked again and again: "Xiaoyi, do you miss your dad?"

While asking his son, he glanced at the people around him from time to time.

Zhu Xiaomin found it funny, reached out and held her son's hand, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyi, you used to call daddy at home, why don't you call me daddy when you see him?"

Lu Mingzheng was surprised: "How come Xiaoyi can call daddy now?"

Zhu Xiaomin glared at him: "Have you forgotten how old your son is?"

Lu Mingzheng was stunned, and for a moment his heart was filled with guilt. He whispered, "Well, he's almost one and a half years old."

The child could walk and talk now, but the number of times he held him was only a few.

Seeing his emotions, Zhu Xiaomin felt distressed. She touched her son's head and said softly, "The first person our little Yi called was dad."

"Really?" Lu Mingzheng asked in surprise. In an instant, he was filled with joy again. He quickly picked up his son and made him face him. "Xiaoyi, call me daddy."

Little Lu Yi blinked his big eyes, looked at him seriously for a while, stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "Uncle."

Lu Mingzheng: "..."

"Little devil!" Zhu Xiaomin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She patted his little butt and explained for her son, "I've been hanging out with these uncles these past few days, and they only distinguish between men and women when they call people."

Lu Mingzheng was still a little hurt: "How can it be the same?"

On the other side, Xie Chengzhi also held his son and said with a smile: "You see him once every six months, and only for a few days each time. It's strange that the child can remember. In the future, you will be closer. Come back when you are free. You are afraid that the child will not call you."

It's his problem anyway.

Lu Mingzheng sighed, kissed his son hard on the face, and then hugged him and sat down again.

The meal was almost over when a few soldiers drove back. Lu Mingzheng asked them to re-order the food before saying to everyone, "Most schools are concentrated in the southwestern suburbs of Beijing. We will go to the Xizhimen Guesthouse first and settle you down first."

When we first arrived in the capital, we didn't know which way was which and so we just followed his instructions.

Several soldiers were sitting at another table. When they heard his words, they looked at each other and remained silent.

Zhu Xiaomin coughed lightly and asked, "How big is our residence?"

Lu Mingzheng said: "According to what you said, the courtyard is on the south side of Beijing University, with five houses, and the courtyard wall has been rebuilt in the past few days."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "Let's go to the guesthouse first, check in, and then go to the yard to take a look and get familiar with the place."

Naturally, everyone had no objection and nodded.

Miao Shiwen looked up and smiled at her, then looked at Lu Mingzheng.

Lu Mingzheng was confused: "What's wrong?"

Xie Chengzhi laughed out loud: "You will know in a moment."

What's happening?

Lu Mingzheng was confused.

However, after he finished his meal and arranged for a few women to sit in the driver's seat with their children and climbed onto the truck bed himself, he finally understood what had happened.

The big Jiefang is not as big as a small truck. Although everyone's stuff is not enough to fill the entire car, the huge pile still shocked him.

Xie Chengzhi smiled and said, "When we get to the guesthouse, just leave your bedding and belongings behind. Take the rest to the courtyard where we live and take them out when you need them." Then he asked, "I think there will be enough space, right?"

"There's enough space..." Lu Mingzheng could only answer. He was glad that he had prepared two extra rooms in anticipation of these guys visiting his home.

Several soldiers couldn't help but laugh quietly when they saw his expression.

I am used to seeing Captain Lu’s serious face, but today I got to see more of him. I can brag about him to my comrades for several days when I go back.

He took thirty people to the guesthouse to check in, leaving only his luggage behind. Then he and his car went to the courtyard arranged by Lu Mingzheng.

At that time, Tsinghua University and Peking University still had very small campuses, surrounded by suburban villages.

Lu Mingzheng rented a yard in a village about two kilometers away from Peking University.

There are many flat lands outside the capital, and the houses in the village are relatively concentrated. Each house has a yard and a wall. On both sides of the road in the village, there are supply and marketing cooperatives, grocery stores, and the like. Compared with the Liushu Village they left, it is already prosperous.

Under the gaze of passing villagers, the Jiefang car passed through the village, passed a vegetable field, and stopped in front of a newly built courtyard wall. Lu Mingzheng and Xie Chengzhi jumped out of the car first, went to the front to pick up the woman and child, and opened the gate to go in.

The houses in the village have no particular layout. Five houses are lined up in a row, each with its own door. The courtyard wall is newly built and more than two meters high. The yard occupies an area as large as two basketball courts, and the courtyard gate is two newly welded iron doors.

Lu Mingzheng pointed to the three rooms in the middle and said, "Those three rooms have kangs, and we lit a fire to drive away the dampness yesterday. We also bought some simple furniture. See if you think there's anything missing. I'll prepare everything next time I come back."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded, held her son's hand and asked, "Xiaoyi, which room shall we stay in?"

"Oh!" Lu Yi responded and pointed his little hand towards the sky.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled and said, "I'm staying on the plane. My dad hasn't bought it for me yet."

Lu Mingzheng: "...Dad works hard."

Miao Shiwen laughed out loud, and saw that the windows of the rooms were all clean. The middle room had dark blue curtains, the left was dark red, and the right was gray plaid. She smiled and said, "You guys live in the middle, we'll go to the left, and Sister Jiang can go to the right."

It was obviously something Lu Mingzheng had already arranged.

Zhu Xiaomin had already seen it, so she smiled at her and carried her son to the middle room.