In her previous life, Feng Mingshu was a young lady raised in a wealthy family. She was sweet, charming, and gentle, secretly coveted by many who regarded her as their "white moonlight." Un...
“I didn’t eat it, and I didn’t give it to anyone. I left it in my dorm. I’ll get it for you when I get there,” Zhou Jinshan replied.
Feng Mingshu breathed a sigh of relief for no apparent reason. She nodded and said, "Then we don't need to buy new ones. Let's get some other candies."
"Comrade, have you made a decision?" the sales clerk asked, her tone somewhat impatient.
"It's settled. Give me a pound of chocolate, and grab a little of everything else to make it five pounds." Zhou Jinshan gently squeezed Feng Mingshu's hand, quickly finished speaking to the sales clerk, and then whispered to her, "Buy more chocolate, you can save it to eat slowly."
The after-sales clerk had already weighed the candy efficiently. What could Feng Mingshu say? She simply pulled her hand away quickly, calculating in her mind how much candy she could bring from home in case she ran out.
"Mingshu, is this your boyfriend?"
Hearing the voice behind her, Feng Mingshu turned around and called out "Aunt Huang," then introduced Zhou Jinshan to her.
Aunt Huang is my mother's colleague. Her daughter went to the Production and Construction Corps in the north a few years ago to work as an educated youth.
Aunt Huang was very welcoming and invited the young couple to her office: "Mingshu, your mother is here too. You two are already here, you can't just not go see your mother, can you?"
Feng Mingshu didn't expect her mother to come to work today. She immediately agreed, but when she was about to leave, she was stopped by the saleswoman at the candy counter.
"Young lady, so you're Sister Yu's daughter. Why didn't you say so sooner? Oh, the scale's a bit off today, let me grab another handful for you." The saleswoman deftly grabbed a large handful of candy, which looked to weigh about two or three ounces, and stuffed it directly into their candy net bag.
The salesperson's actions were so generous that Feng Mingshu was stunned for a moment before realizing what was happening. He quickly handed out a handful of "wedding candies" to the salesperson, who accepted them with a smile.
So, led by Aunt Huang, the couple handed out wedding candies along the way. By the time they reached their mother's office, half of the candies in their net bag had disappeared.
Seeing her daughter's worried face, Yu Jingqiu opened the drawer and took out a large bag for her: "I prepared this for you a long time ago."
Feng Mingshu quickly pushed it back: "Mom, you keep it for yourself. You and Uncle Li also received candy when you got married. By the way, we've got our marriage certificate. Would you like to take a look?"
Feng Mingshu gestured for Zhou Jinshan to take out the marriage certificate, but Yu Jingqiu stopped her, saying, "No need, I trust you."
"Mom, then you and Uncle Li should go to the Civil Affairs Bureau this afternoon," Feng Mingshu urged.
"Don't worry about the elders' affairs." Yu Jingqiu patted her daughter's hand, then turned to Zhou Jinshan, "Xiao Zhou, are you unable to get a house in Bincheng?"
Zhou Jinshan nodded somewhat embarrassedly: "I only have three or four months left in my advanced studies, and then I will be transferred to a local position, so I haven't been assigned a room here, but they will vacate a dormitory room for me."
Feng Mingshu was taken aback: "The dormitories in the military academy?"
"yes."
Was that alone?
Zhou Jinshan shook his head: "It's connected to the other dormitories."
Feng Mingshu blushed instantly. She thought about how Zhou Jinshan had wanted to take her to the military academy. Was he planning to leave her in the dormitory tonight?
Seeing her displeasure, Zhou Jinshan was about to say something when Yu Jingqiu spoke first: "Xiao Zhou, the military academy is strictly managed, and it's not very convenient for Zhuzhu to live there. How about this, before you are transferred to a local position, Zhuzhu can stay at her parents' house, and you can come over anytime you have time."
Zhou Jinshan looked at Feng Mingshu and saw that she was pursing her lips and not planning to speak. He sighed inwardly and said apologetically to his mother-in-law, "Then I'll have to trouble you these days, Mother."
Yu Jingqiu smiled and waved her hand: "This is not trouble, it's just my selfishness. Zhuzhu, it's getting late, you and Xiao Zhou go to the military academy to distribute wedding candies first, and I'll distribute the ones for the neighbors after get off work."
Feng Mingshu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Mom, we'll be back this afternoon. We can distribute the portions to the neighbors ourselves."
"That's fine, you can go and come back soon."
After leaving the department store, Zhou Jinshan rode his bicycle with Feng Mingshu towards the military academy.
But when there was no one around, the car suddenly stopped, and Feng Mingshu, caught off guard, bumped into his back.
As she was about to jump out of the car, Zhou Jinshan turned around, braced himself on one leg, and grabbed her with the other: "Are you still angry?"
Feng Mingshu tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't, so she let him hold her and said with her head down, "No."
Zhou Jinshan could only see the top of her black hair, so how could he not know that she was still angry?
He squeezed her hand and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through and didn't consider your feelings. When I was in the army, the place was remote and there were no guesthouses. If family members came to visit, we would temporarily vacate our dormitories so that the couple could reunite for a few days. But we are different. We are newlyweds, and we really shouldn't make do in the dormitory."
Hearing the man's apology, Feng Mingshu felt relieved.
She vaguely understood that she wasn't being picky about the place; after all, she had lived in even worse places in her previous life. It was just that the real reason was harder to say. She gave a vague reply and urged, "It's terribly cold. Let's hurry up and leave."
Seeing that she was finally willing to look up at him, Zhou Jinshan smiled and let go of her hand: "You're quite easy to coax."
Feng Mingshu: "..."
The man chuckled again, turned around, and pedaled: "Hold on tight, and hold onto my waist."
He suddenly struck her, and Feng Mingshu leaned back due to inertia. In the urgency, she could only reach out and hug his waist. Then she realized that this position reduced the wind a lot, so she simply didn't let go.
Anyway, it's the dead of winter, and with all the thick clothes on, you can't feel anything.
Feng Mingshu didn't actually touch anything, but Zhou Jinshan's body tensed up involuntarily, and his breathing became somewhat rapid. However, the sound of the wind masked his breathing, so the person in the back seat didn't notice.
As they approached the military academy gate, for the sake of appearances, Feng Mingshu immediately let go of his hand, sat up straight, and Zhou Jinshan's breathing gradually calmed down.
It happened to be lunchtime, and the students rushed to the canteen, not noticing a newlywed couple entering the military academy.
However, Zhai Qingping was an exception, because he and Lao Lu were kicked out of the dormitory early in the morning and were not in the mood to eat, so they just waited at the dormitory entrance.
You asked him why he was so sure the newlyweds would come over at noon?
Don't ask, just go by intuition.
The dormitory was a row of small bungalows, and their room was the last one on the east side.
Zhai Qingping's intuition was correct; he saw the two people walking side by side, but soon his eyes were only on one person.
Under the bright sunlight, she wore a white wool coat, with a deep red belt cinching her slender waist, but none of it was as captivating as her arched eyebrows and cherry-red lips.
He felt as if he had returned to the day he first met her, and saw the fresh peaches on the branches glistening with dew in the early morning.
No, it's even brighter than the day we first met.
Just a few seconds later, his vision was filled with a cold-faced man in military uniform.