The letter sent by Zhong Yuemin and Cheng Dazui was like a seed, and then it was waiting for it to take root and sprout, but at that time Zhong Yuemin had already returned to Ishikawa Village.

When the two of them finished their work, they prepared to go their separate ways.

Cheng Dazui just took a few steps, and then turned around to catch up with Zhong Yuemin: "Then you haven't taught me how to make sauerkraut fish!"

"I thought you were so nervous that you forgot about it!" Zhong Yuemin said with a smile.

"I'm really a little nervous, but no matter how nervous I am, I can't forget about it!" Cheng Dazui said, "When are you going to go to my house?"

"I'm going back to Jingbian tomorrow, so I don't have time to go to you. ”

Cheng Dazui was anxious: "You can't talk and don't talk, I bought it with me and kept it in the water tank!"

"Why are you so obsessed with eating!" Zhong Yuemin was a little big.

Cheng Dazui said smugly: "I'm just pursuing this little bit of life, you can't fool me!"

Saying that, Cheng Dazui grabbed Zhong Yuemin's arm, for fear that he would run away.

"Hurry up, I won't run!" Zhong Yuemin was dragged so that he couldn't move, and he was not too embarrassed to beat this kid.

Cheng Dazui hugged Zhong Yuemin's arm with both hands, "Let go, you have to go with me!"

"I'm really not available!" Zhong Yuemin thought for a while: "You bring a pen and paper, and I'll write it to you, so it's okay." ”

"It's a little bit off, but it's okay. Cheng Dazui hesitated for a moment before letting go.

Zhong Yuemin wiped his sweat, this guy really wanted to die, he dared to pull and pull like this on the street, and he was twisted and sent to the police station after grinding for a while.

Cheng Dazui took out a pen and paper and looked at him expectantly, Zhong Yuemin was helpless, took the pen and paper, brushed it, and ran away after writing.

Cheng Dazui looked at the recipe and didn't catch up, Zhong Yuemin still ran two streets before stopping, looked back, and suddenly laughed.

There are really people in the world who are so obsessed with eating, and they are really wonderful.

Smiling and smiling, Zhong Yuemin felt a little sad, and he had to finish saying that he would see off Qin Ling in the morning.

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In front of the train station, people were crowded to see off the enlisted soldiers, and the radio continued to broadcast the good news of the warm farewell.

The female soldiers who were about to enlist in the army wore big red flowers on their chests, and reluctantly said goodbye to their family and friends who saw them off.

The old lady took Qin Ling's hand and advised, "When you get to the army, get along with everyone, do you know?"

"Got it, grandmother, don't worry. Qin Ling kept sorting out the red flowers on his chest, "How many times have you said it since last night." ”

The old lady complained: "You girl has been worrying people since she was a child, and if you say a few more words, she will start to annoy grandma nagging?"

"No~ Grandma, I'm a little reluctant to talk about you if you say it again. Qin Ling pulled his grandmother, his nose sour.

"Okay, today is a good day, don't drop the golden bean. The old lady's eyes were also a little red, but she still held back, "You can talk to Yuemin." ”

The old lady deliberately walked away a little and asked the two young people to say something, but Qin Ling was silent for a long time.

"What, don't you have anything to say to me?" Zhong Yuemin said, "If you don't have anything to say, I'll leave." ”

"Don't go!" Qin Ling shouted, his voice lowered, "I'm just a little sad, what if I miss you when I get to the army?"

Zhong Yuemin was also a little sad, "Didn't I promise to write a letter to you! Isn't it okay to write one a week?"

"No, you have to write at least two letters a week!" Qin Ling demanded.

"Okay, okay, two is two. Qin Ling was about to leave, and Zhong Yuemin didn't want to go against her will.

Qin Ling emphasized: "Each letter should not be less than 2,000 words!"

"My God, this is writing a letter, this is writing an ideological report, and there are word count requirements!" Zhong Yuemin was a little overwhelmed.

"No bargaining!" Qin Ling rebuked angrily.

"Okay, good!" Zhong Yuemin raised his hand in surrender, and then asked in a low voice: "That ······"

After waiting for a long time, the second half of the sentence did not come out, Qin Ling was a little impatient: "What do you want to ask, hurry up and ask, what are you doing?"

Zhong Yuemin gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and lowered his voice twice, "That, ······ last night"

"What happened last night?" Qin Ling said strangely.

"I just wanted to ask if we had that ······ last night." Zhong Yuemin saw that the troops were already gathering, and he was anxious.

Qin Ling looked at Zhong Yuemin's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, biting his lip and slapping Zhong Yuemin on the forehead, "Do you remember?"

I really didn't say it, Qin Ling's slap, Zhong Yuemin really remembered what happened last night.

Last night, just as Zhong Yuemin was heading towards third base, his heart pounding and accelerating, the little monk was grabbed.

Qin Ling looked at him with a wicked smile, his eyes were full of banter, "What do you want to do?"

"I... I'm just out there, I don't go in······" Zhong Yuemin felt like a strange Shu Huang who was cheating, and he was caught doing a good job.

Qin Ling smiled: "It's all soft, I'm afraid you won't be able to do bad things!"

The little monk was firmly grasped by Qin Ling, and he had no fighting spirit at all, Zhong Yuemin was a little deflated, turned over and lay on the bed.

"You close your eyes. Qin Ling whispered in Zhong Yuemin's ear.

Zhong Yuemin felt that his ears were burning, and he didn't resist at all, and obediently closed his eyes.

First the lips were encroached upon, and then the chest, and the little monk was also constantly caressed and pinched.

Zhong Yuemin seemed to be on the soft clouds, comfortable, free, and warm, he didn't think about anything, and it was already the next day when he woke up.

I thought I was finally a real man, but I didn't expect to be made to fall asleep by Qin Ling, Zhong Yuemin couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

By the time he remembered to look for Qin Ling, Qin Ling had already stood in the queue and entered the station with everyone.

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Zheng Tong was holding a bowl at this time, squatting on the mill, drinking corn paste with hula hula, and talking nonsense with a few other educated youths.

They are now completely in the posture of peasants in northern Shaanxi, and they have become accustomed to finding a place to squat when eating, on the threshold, on the steps, on the stones, and in the corners of the walls.

A few people chatted and talked about Zhong Yuemin, "How long has Yuemin been out?"

"Two months and eight days. Zheng Tong said.

"How do you remember it so clearly?" Zhao Dayong said curiously.

"I gave him a total of eighteen story lessons, two lessons a week, can I remember clearly?" Zheng Tong gritted his teeth.

"Yuemin is also on a business trip, what's wrong with you helping him in class!" Jiang Biyun smiled, and then was a little worried: "I don't know if he was injured before, is he completely healed?"

"Yuemin is really, he didn't come back when he was injured, and he didn't let us go to see him, it's really worrying!" Cao Gang said.

"I guess I'm afraid that we will delay the team's work, and we are looking forward to his early return now. Zhang Guangzhi sighed and said.

Zheng Tong drank the last mouthful of porridge: "The village is about to distribute food, and it's time to come back." ”