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

Chapter 079

For a while, neither of them spoke anymore. It wasn't until the people over there made some noise that the two of them came back to their senses and saw that Miao Shiwen had already gotten up and walked to the small granary: "Now that we have figured it out, we will return Shi Zhiqing's food now. Everyone, be a witness.”

Done.

Zhu Xiaomin straightened up and watched several people follow them, but she didn't move.

Lu Mingzheng whispered: "Next time I return to the city, I will help you get some food."

Zhu Xiaomin raised her lips and said, "Why, the welfare of your unit is very good? You don't need food stamps to eat in the canteen?"

Lu Mingzheng shook his head: "I have a way to get it."

It's his family members who have the solution.

Zhu Xiaomin nodded, but did not refuse: "Well, then I'll just have to put more effort into making something good when you come."

You're welcome.

Lu Mingzheng raised his lips again.

At this moment, several male educated youths had come out of the small granary carrying grain bags and scales, and returned to the table to weigh Shi Meijun's remaining grain to her.

Miao Shiwen wrote instructions for breaking up the partnership in the notebook again, handed it to Shi Meijun and said, "Sign here and you will officially separate from us."

Shi Meijun sneered: "You are still afraid that I will regret it."

Miao Shiwen said plainly: "So that I won't be able to explain clearly later."

"Am I the only one signing?" Shi Meijun looked at her warily.

Miao Shiwen pointed down: "You are the party involved, Xie Chengzhi and I are the handlers, and below are the witnesses. Everyone here must sign."

Shi Meijun was relieved, signed, carried two cloth bags back to his dormitory, and closed the door with a bang.

Miao Shiwen ignored her. He and Xie Chengzhi signed their names first, and then handed them over to the rest of the people to sign.

Zhu Xiaomin then came over, signed and said, "The mutton soup has been boiling for a while. Whatever you want to cook, it's ready to go."

With one sentence, everyone's attention was drawn away, and the yard suddenly became lively again. Several male educated youths pushed each other and ran to throw the prepared ingredients into the pot.

After everyone scooped up a bowl of vermicelli and filled up the mutton soup, Wang Xiaoya held the bowl and silently sat next to Miao Shiwen. She took a small sip and then looked at her, but hesitated to speak.

Miao Shiwen asked: "What's wrong?"

Wang Xiaoya looked back at the door of her dormitory and whispered uneasily: "I...I knew she hid the compensation food in the dormitory, but...I didn't know she wanted to break up the gang."

"Yeah!" Miao Shiwen nodded, "It doesn't matter, she has a lot of food in her hands, so it's normal that she doesn't want to partner with us."

Wang Xiaoya said uneasily: "But...but I...I still live with her, I...I..."

Is this because she is afraid that everyone will have opinions about her?

Miao Shiwen shook his head: "You are you, she is her, you don't have to think so much."

Wang Xiaoya could only nod.

On the other side, Xie Chengzhi drank the rich mutton soup and was already studying the taste of the mutton bones with Lu Mingzheng.

Lu Mingzheng said: "Originally, we did not have large-scale sheep raising here. The main problem was feed. There are natural pastures outside the mouth, and the conditions are naturally unique. But I heard that they wanted to raise sheep in the forest. After research, I felt that it might be possible to form a Ecosystem, so I want to support it. If it succeeds, there will be many forest farms across the country, and they can all promote it."

Xie Chengzhi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it turns out that the forest needs to be weeded every once in a while to prevent the grass from growing wildly. If sheep are grazed in it, this problem will be solved. There are also insects on the trees. We also have to spend a lot of effort every year. Insect removal, chickens are raised, the chickens eat the insects, and the sheep and chicken manure are fertilizer for the trees.”

Zhu Mingzheng nodded: "The agriculture and animal husbandry department also discussed this point and thought we could try it."

Song Zhian's eyes brightened: "As long as we succeed, we will not only be full in the future, but also have meat to eat more often."

Zhu Xiaomin laughed at him: "There are only two hundred sheep, which is not enough for us to kill for food, but when they are raised, some of them can be exchanged for food."

Song Zhian rubbed his head and smiled: "This mutton soup is too fresh, don't blame me."

Everyone laughed when he said that.

Everyone was having a lively discussion when they heard the door ringing. Shi Meijun came out again, went to the stove with a sullen face, fetched a basin back to the house with heavy hands, and came out again after a while and started playing with it at the stove.

Zhang Qiaomei glanced at everyone and said in a low voice: "Let's go and divide the remaining mutton soup and free up the stove for her, otherwise there will be another noise." Seeing everyone nodding, she went over to serve soup for everyone, one person at a time. Divide half a spoonful between bowls.

Seeing this, Shi Meijun sneered: "In such a hurry, do you think I will care about your mutton soup?"

Everyone:"……"

Why do you have something to say?

Everyone looked at each other and felt somewhat disappointed. After sitting for a while, after finishing the mutton soup, Lu Mingzheng went back to the brigade headquarters.

After all the pots and pans here were cleaned, Shi Meijun's egg noodles over there were also out of the pot. He took a big bowl of it himself and returned to the dormitory.

Miao Shiwen said in a low voice: "The way she usually looks, I thought she didn't know how to cook."

That side smells pretty good.

Xing Qingsheng couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and looked up at Zhu Xiaomin.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "If you want to say it, I'll say it, don't be like this, or I'll hit you."

As soon as she said this, everyone remembered that Zhu Xiaomin used to be a non-commercial person, but who knew he was a hidden cooking master.

Zhu Xiaomin let them laugh and joke without interrupting.

In fact, at this time in her previous life, she really didn't know how to cook, so she could only help Zhang Qiaomei every time.

And now her cooking skills were developed during the period when she hoped to live a good life with Lu Mingzheng, and her efforts ended in the failure of her marriage. The cooking skills she finally developed made her life somewhat enjoyable.

The work of pruning the fruit trees took another two days to complete. Xie Chengzhi went to hand over the task, and then followed the brigade to clear wasteland and plant trees in the mountains, so he no longer received food.

The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in two days, and the brigade headquarters informed all members to take a half-day break.

The male educated youths came to Zhu Xiaomin and Miao Shiwen excitedly to discuss how to celebrate.

Miao Shiwen smiled bitterly: "The little white flour we have left is not enough to make several months of cakes.

Several male educated youths suddenly looked depressed and unconsciously glanced at Shi Meijun's door.

Fifty pounds of white flour, but I haven’t eaten much in the past few days.

Zhu Xiaomin shook his head: "Let's not talk about flour. We need enough oil to make moon cakes. By the end of the year, our oil will only be enough to fry fried cakes during the New Year, but we can't make moon cakes."

"Is there no other way? It's a big holiday, so you can't have nothing, right?" Song Zhian looked at Zhu Xiaomin longingly.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked over.

Zhu Xiaomin pursed her lips and said hesitantly: "Do you... know what Soviet-style mooncakes are?"

"What?" Everyone's eyes lit up.

Miao Shiwen first asked: "What is it made of?"