Before Zhou Jinshan could respond, Lu Xiangqian was stunned: "Old Zhou, you want to stay at the school?"

Zhou Jinshan paused, looked up and smiled, "That's not true, Lao Zhai, where did you hear that news?"

Zhai Qingping narrowed his eyes: "Really not true?"

"Really not." Zhou Jinshan answered firmly and sincerely, then lowered his head and continued eating his breakfast.

Lu Xiangqian put his arm around his shoulder and laughed, "If you don't stay at the university, we can still be assigned to the same place. I need to talk to the political commissar about this. What about you, Lao Zhai? Do you want to come with us?"

Zhai Qingping curled the corners of his mouth slightly: "I will obey the arrangements of my superiors. I'm fine with going anywhere; it's all for the people."

Although Lu Xiangqian was simple-minded, he wasn't stupid. He gave him a thumbs up and said, "You're the one with the highest level of awareness."

Zhai Qingping picked up his lunchbox: "I'm done eating. I'm going back to my dorm now."

The two men didn't try to stop him. Zhai Qingping returned to his dormitory, pondered for a moment, straightened his clothes, and headed to the office area.

News about job assignments after graduation gradually spread among the students, and some people began to take action.

Zhou Jinshan continued his studies and training as usual, but he developed a new habit of reading the newspaper at noon. After his afternoon classes ended, he immediately rode his bicycle back to his wife's house.

When he got home, he didn't get to say more than a few words to his wife, because she was busy at the sewing machine except for meals.

It was past ten o'clock, but the sewing machine was still clicking away.

Zhou Jinshan walked over, bent down and said, "It's late, you should go to sleep."

Feng Mingshu stopped and looked up at him with a puzzled expression: "The weekend is over, why haven't you gone back to the military academy these past two days?"

“I submitted an application to stay overnight outside the office, and the political commissar approved it,” Zhou Jinshan replied.

"Didn't the political commissar refuse before?" Feng Mingshu blurted out. She remembered that when she went to deliver the wedding candy, Zhou Jinshan almost got kicked for suggesting staying out overnight.

Zhou Jinshan spent several days trying to get approval, and even spoke to the political commissar's wife on his behalf. But he didn't mention any of this; instead, he looked down at her and asked, "Don't you want me to come back and live here?"

"No, I was just worried about how tiring it would be for you to travel back and forth." Feng Mingshu lowered her eyes in denial and continued to pedal the sewing machine. "Go to sleep early, you don't need to wait for me."

Zhou Jinshan suddenly felt like he was back to last night, only their roles had been reversed.

"Ming Shu, I was wrong last night. I shouldn't have let you sleep alone." Zhou Jinshan apologized sincerely.

"What does this have to do with last night?" Feng Mingshu stopped again, looked up and said helplessly, "Zhou Jinshan, my mother and younger siblings are leaving in a couple of days, and I'm rushing to make clothes for them. Can you please stop bothering me here?"

Zhou Jinshan: "..."

"Okay, I won't bother you."

Zhou Jinshan left, and Feng Mingshu paused for a moment before continuing to operate the sewing machine.

After finishing the clothes, Feng Mingshu glanced at her watch; it was already midnight. She rubbed her neck, got up, and went upstairs.

Gently pushing open the bedroom door, Feng Mingshu noticed the light was on and the man was sitting at the table reading a book. She asked in surprise, "Why aren't you asleep?"

Zhou Jinshan put down his book, stood up and said with a smile, "I wasn't sleepy before, but now I am. Let's go to sleep together."

Feng Mingshu: "..."

She went to the bathroom and returned to the bedroom. The man was already in bed, but he was leaning against the headboard without lying down. There was only one blanket on the bed.

With her period almost over, Feng Mingshu was no longer worried about soiling the blankets, so she didn't take them out. After getting into bed, she earnestly said to Zhou Jinshan, "You really don't need to wait for me anymore. Ensuring your rest time is the most important thing."

Zhou Jinshan reached out and pulled her into his arms, looking down at her as he said, "Ming Shu, you are the most important to me."

Feng Mingshu paused for a moment, then pushed him away and lay down on her side: "It's so late, let's not talk about these things, let's go to sleep."

With a click, the light went out.

In the darkness, she felt the man lie down and felt the warmth of his body close to her, so she quickly closed her eyes.

"Ming Shu, I spoke to my superiors today and applied to go to the island garrison. Would you be willing to come with me to the island?" the man suddenly asked in a low voice.

Feng Mingshu was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then turned over to face the man, their breaths audible to each other.

In the darkness, she couldn't see his expression, but she said carefully, "If staying at the university is better for your career development, you should stay. Or you can go to the coastal military base. I can live in your hometown."

She thought about it all day and realized that living apart from someone else isn't so bad after all.

Before she could finish speaking, the man's demeanor changed. He reached out and grabbed her waist, asking, "Feng Mingshu, have you forgotten that we're already married?"

The man's palms were burning hot, and his breath was hot too. Feng Mingshu sensed the danger, but still insisted, "Isn't it normal for military families to live apart from their spouses? I'll stay in your hometown and take care of your parents for you."

“My parents are not old enough to need someone to take care of them,” Zhou Jinshan said, biting his cheek.

Feng Mingshu was speechless for a moment.

"Ming Shu, what did I do wrong that you insist on separating from me?" Zhou Jinshan asked in a softer tone.

“You’re not bad, I just don’t want to ruin your future.” Feng Mingshu was speaking from the heart.

The anger that was building up inside Zhou Jinshan was instantly extinguished by her words. He raised his hand, held the back of her neck, and kissed her red lips hard: "Ming Shu, you're overthinking it. Choosing to be stationed on the island is the best development for me."

Feng Mingshu was unaware of these things and looked at him, asking, "You're not lying to me?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Zhou Jinshan asked instead of answering.

"Who knows... um..."

Before Feng Mingshu could finish speaking, the man kissed her, stealing her breath. Soon, he took control of her senses, and every cell in her body trembled.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally stopped. Feng Mingshu had no strength left to say anything and closed her eyes to fall asleep.

The next morning.

When Feng Mingshu woke up, the person next to her was empty, with only a trace of warmth remaining.

After only three seconds of hesitation, Feng Mingshu got out of bed to wash up, eat breakfast, and then started plopping down the sewing machine.

That morning, the West City Cotton Mill was bustling with activity because the union's recruitment exam had begun.

There were only two spots available, but dozens of people took the exam. This was only because the requirement was a high school diploma; otherwise, the number of students from the family compound alone could have reached several hundred, not to mention those who came from outside after hearing the news.

In fact, not everyone in the family compound received the news, but Chu Xuanxuan was one of them. She went to take the exam full of confidence.

You said she's going to the countryside, so what's the big deal?

If you pass the exam, you can sell the spot; you can get several hundred yuan for it.

For the past two weeks, she has truly had enough of living in poverty. Forget about meat, she hasn't even had a few eggs.

Therefore, she must secure this spot.

She wasn't afraid of failing the exam; after all, she was a college student in her previous life.

Upon entering the examination room, she received the exam paper. Half of the paper tested her academic level, which she completed easily. However, she paused for a moment when she saw the second half.

Is the question about Hai Rui being dismissed from office a history question?