"Is it nothing? Be more specific. Is it that you don't have a girl you like, or that you do like someone but haven't had a chance to date her yet?"

"I don't have anyone I like. Sigh, nobody likes me, and I don't have anyone I like either. Anyway, I'm not that old, so I'm not in a hurry."

"Hey, other kids your age are already picking soybeans in the fields, aren't you worried? You're the best off in your family, tall, good-looking, and an officer in the army. Finding a good wife shouldn't be hard for you."

"Grandma, to be honest, I really hadn't thought about this."

"Grandma isn't pressuring you, she's just chatting casually, asking if you've thought about when you're going to find someone?"

Lu Zhengting took a breath. "It depends on fate. When we meet someone we click with and get along with, if I like her and she likes me too, then we'll date, and if things go well, we'll get married."

"Okay, okay." The old lady suddenly realized, "Um, let me clarify, you mean a woman, right?"

"Huh? Of course it's a woman."

"That's good. I was just afraid you liked a guy."

"Grandma?" Lu Zhengting was surprised again: "Grandma, how could I like men? I'm perfectly normal."

"Don't blame people for guessing you like this. You're so old, and you're not only not married or dating, but you don't even have anyone you like. There are so many pretty girls, but you don't even like any of them. So, that's why we're guessing."

"You're guessing I like men? Have I shown that I like men?"

"No, not at all. I just don't like women, so I must like men."

"I... I just don't like either of them."

"Then go and become a monk."

Lu Zhengting: "..."

Is this his maternal grandmother?

He then smiled and grabbed the old lady's hand, saying coquettishly, "Grandma, you definitely wouldn't agree if I became a monk. You wouldn't want me to become a monk."

The old lady smiled and said, "Grandma was just joking with our little San'er. Our little San'er is so outstanding, it would be such a waste for him to become a monk."

Before long, the rest of the Li family returned. They were all surprised to see Lu Zhengting there, and they greeted each other.

The battalion commander asked, "Is your unit not busy now?"

"I'm not too busy, I can take a few days off."

The brigade leader has two sons. The elder son's surname is Li and his given name is Li Gang.

The second son's name is Li Fang.

Li Gang is four years older than Lu Zhengting, while Li Fang is two years younger than Lu Zhengting.

Li Gang was an honest farmer. Although Lu Zhengting was younger than him, he never called Lu Zhengting "mistress".

Basically, in their family, "Xiao San'er" is the only term that Old Mrs. Li uses to refer to Lu Zhengting. No one else uses it except for Old Mrs. Li.

"Third cousin, when did you arrive?" Li Gang asked.

"I just arrived and haven't even said a few words to my grandma yet."

"You've come at just the right time; we were just about to finish work," Li Qinqin joked.

"There's nothing I can do. I'm not driving the train. I can only get off whenever they stop."

"Hahaha." Li Fang laughed, then asked, "Third cousin, how many days off are you taking this time? If we can wait until after the autumn harvest, let's go hunting in the mountains."

"Seven days."

Li Gang shook his head: "I don't know if we can finish harvesting the crops in seven days."

"We'll see. If we can finish collecting them, we'll go hunting together. If we can't, then forget it."

In fact, Lu Zhengting really wanted to go hunting. These few days were the most leisurely time of the year, and just thinking about it made him itchy to go.

Li's mother said, "Zhengting is fair-skinned, no matter how much sun he gets, he stays fair. Look at our two kids, they're always as dark as coal."

Li Gang smiled and said nothing, but Li Fang was unhappy: "So what if we're dark-skinned? This is our natural healthy color."

"They're even stronger than you, how could they not be healthy?"

Li Fang pouted, "Mom, why do you have to hurt your son's fragile heart? Can't you let me have some advantages over my third cousin?"

Mother Li smiled and said, "What I said is all true. The facts are right in front of you. When I said your third cousin is not as good as you, wasn't that a lie?"

“My cousin has naturally good skin and can’t get tanned at all,” Li Qinqin said. Li Qinqin was very envious of Lu Zhengting. Why could he, a grown man, have such good skin, while she, a girl, didn’t?

I may envy her, but she should be able to have great skin herself soon.

Then he said to Li Fang, "Second brother, don't be sad. It's not shameful to say that you're not as good as third cousin. Think about it, not to mention our village, can you find a man who is worse than third cousin in the surrounding area?"

Li Fang nodded: "What you said makes sense. I'm completely convinced that Third Cousin is better."

Lu Zhengting smiled and said, "Hey, second cousin, I'm not as good as you."

Li Fang: "Cousin, you're mocking me. You know I'm not as good as you."

Hahahaha.

Lu Zhengting took out all the gifts he had bought for them in the military region and distributed them to everyone, including adults and children. The most gifts were given to Grandma Li, who received a set of elderly clothes and the rest were tonics. The old lady felt even more comforted and kept calling Lu Zhengting "my dear third son".

After Lu Zhengting finished distributing the gifts, he subconsciously touched his pocket in his casual clothes, wondering when he would run into her again and return her handkerchief.

In his bag was a newly purchased Yong Sheng 727 fountain pen. The last time he had dinner and talked with her, he could sense her scholarly air, so when he went shopping, he unconsciously chose this fountain pen.

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