By the time Feng Mingshu figured it out, the two had already arrived outside the political commissar's office.
After glaring at him, Feng Mingshu composed herself, took out a can of tea and a packet of sugar from her bag, and handed them to Zhou Jinshan: "This was specially prepared by my mother for your boss."
Zhou Jinshan was somewhat surprised, but couldn't help but sigh, "My mother-in-law is such a good person. Political Commissar Lin doesn't smoke or drink, he just likes to drink tea."
"Of course, my mom takes care of everything perfectly."
Feng Mingshu always thought her mother was the best mother, but she was also ashamed that she was so old and still needed her mother to worry about her. She had to quickly learn from her mother.
As for what I learned during those 15 years on the farm in my previous life? Besides farming and labor, it was self-reflection, self-criticism, and endless writing material.
A later term perfectly encapsulates this state: internal friction.
A month after her rebirth, Feng Mingshu has been working hard to overcome the effects of internal strife, gradually regaining her original personality and striving to grow.
Back to the present, the couple knocked on the door to ask for permission, and then entered Political Commissar Lin's office with gifts.
Upon seeing Feng Mingshu, Political Commissar Lin smiled and shook her hand: "Comrade Feng, ever since Zhou Jinshan asked me to submit his marriage application, I've been waiting for you two to come. I didn't expect to see the leader's praise for you in the newspaper first. This honor is not something that ordinary people can get. Zhou Jinshan is also very lucky to be able to marry you."
Feng Mingshu blushed at the praise and was considering how to respond when Zhou Jinshan next to her said, "Yes, I'm lucky. My ancestors' graves must have been emitting auspicious smoke."
Feng Mingshu: "..."
Political Commissar Lin laughed heartily: "You're right, but you've taken too many sick leave recently. I can't approve any more leave for you to go back and pay respects to your ancestors, otherwise you won't pass your academic courses."
"There's no rush to worship our ancestors, but you don't need to worry about my academic studies, Political Commissar. I've already found a good teacher," Zhou Jinshan said loudly.
"Oh, who is it?" Political Commissar Lin asked curiously.
“My wife,” Zhou Jinshan said proudly, pointing to Feng Mingshu.
Feng Mingshu: "..."
"Good lad, you've got some talent." Political Commissar Lin gave Zhou Jinshan a light tap, then turned to Feng Mingshu with a big smile. "Comrade Feng, you two are a perfect couple, and you're a top student. In the future, please give Zhou Jinshan some guidance and discipline. If he dares to disobey, come to me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you."
"Do I have to write a three-thousand-word self-criticism?" Feng Mingshu didn't know why she blurted out this question.
Political Commissar Lin laughed heartily: "That's right, a three-thousand-word self-criticism, and then make him run a lap around the city. He'll run himself ragged."
Now Zhou Jinshan was speechless.
Because Political Commissar Lin was busy, the couple only stayed in the office for fifteen minutes, but the atmosphere was very harmonious. Feng Mingshu could feel that Political Commissar Lin treated Zhou Jinshan like a nephew, and she was being loved by him because of him.
Later on, Zhou Jinshan became arrogant and took advantage of the favor. He asked to stay overnight under the pretext of tutoring, which naturally drew a lot of criticism from Political Commissar Lin, who almost kicked him. Zhou Jinshan quickly pulled Feng Mingshu away and ran out.
"You have no shame."
As soon as she stepped out of the office, Feng Mingshu couldn't hold back any longer. She broke free and strode out.
Just now, in Political Commissar Lin's office, she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Now, all she wants is to stay far away from that shameless man.
Unfortunately, at 1.63 meters tall, she was easily overtaken by Zhou Jinshan's long legs, who was 1.85 meters tall.
“Ming Shu, I only applied for overnight accommodation; I didn’t say I was staying at my parents’ house.” Zhou Jinshan pushed the cart to her side and explained.
Feng Mingshu glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed: "Do you think Political Commissar Lin can't guess? You don't need to follow me anymore, go back to your dormitory, I'll distribute the wedding candy to the neighbors myself."
"Ming Shu, I promised my mother-in-law I'd go this afternoon, I can't let her down," Zhou Jinshan said with a smile.
Feng Mingshu: "..."
Unfortunately, Zhou Jinshan's smugness didn't last long, because after leaving the military academy, Feng Mingshu laid down three rules for him.
"First, you are not allowed to enter my bedroom without my permission."
"Second, you must be back at the military academy before 6 p.m.
"Third, I'll add more when I think of something else."
Creak!
Zhou Jinshan pressed the handbrake, stopped the bicycle, turned around to look at his wife who was smiling brightly on the back seat, and said after a moment of silence, "Mingshu, I'll write you a three-thousand-word self-criticism when I get back."
Feng Mingshu looked at him in confusion, only to hear Zhou Jinshan continue, "The second option is a three-thousand-word self-criticism."
Feng Mingshu chuckled: "I'm telling you to go back early for your own good. It's not safe on the road after dark."
Zhou Jinshan sighed: "I'm not worried about safety on the road, I'm worried that I might not pass my academic final exam in three months."
"...extend by one hour."
“One hour is not enough, I can return to school no later than nine o’clock.”
"I can't, no later than eight o'clock!"
“Okay, then it’s eight o’clock.” Zhou Jinshan said with a smile.
Feng Mingshu appeared unhappy, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because she only cared about the first point.
More than half an hour later, the two returned to the Feng family home. Neighbors came to congratulate them, and the couple took the opportunity to distribute wedding candies, saving them the trouble of visiting each household individually.
The happiest people were the children, holding candies and playing with the twins, setting off firecrackers. Their laughter echoed into the building.
The building was bustling with activity as neighbors teased the newlyweds. The couple only breathed a sigh of relief when Yu Jingqiu returned from get off work.
Old Mrs. Li, who was at odds with the Feng family, would wait anxiously in front of her own courtyard gate ever since the young couple returned to the Feng family. As soon as the young couple passed by her door, she would ask for wedding candy, not believing that they would have the nerve to refuse.
Hmph, if they dare not give it to her, she'll shame them to death with her words!
Grandma Li, who was ready for battle, waited from afternoon to evening. Her body was almost blown away by the cold wind, but she still didn't see anyone. She got anxious and called her five-year-old grandson to go to the Feng family to find out what was going on.
The little grandson pouted, "All the wedding candies have been given out! Everyone else got some, but I didn't... Waaaaah..."
"What do you mean 'everyone's gone'? Explain yourself before you start crying!" Old Mrs. Li glared and shouted.
The little grandson was frightened by his grandmother's expression and sobbed, "It was just given out. Lots of people went, and Sister Feng gave out candy."
Grandma Li understood, but she was still unwilling to give up. She tiptoed to the Feng family's house and found the courtyard full of neighbors, each holding wedding candy or melon seeds and fruit, chatting happily.
Grandma Li was filled with hatred. She took a small step to go inside, but was precisely stopped by Wang Ma.
She tried to get in by arguing, but the neighbors in the courtyard helped her fight back. Old Mrs. Li was no match for them, so she grabbed her crying grandson who was begging for candy and left, cursing all the while.
She almost bumped into someone at the intersection. When she looked up, her triangular eyes lit up: "Oh, isn't this the Zhang family's boy?"
"You've mistaken me for someone else, Yunxiao, let's go." Chu Xuanxuan pulled at Zhang Yunxiao.
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