A week later, the Li family was released from the detention center, and they seemed to have become obedient all of a sudden.
The dog passed by his house, but Old Lady Li didn't come out to make a fuss.
Neighbors lamented that if they had known detention was so effective, they should have found a way to send that family in for a few days earlier.
Feng Mingshu was not so optimistic. After all, it is hard to change a person's nature. Fortunately, Zhou Jinshan had been staying at home recently, and her proficiency in military boxing had improved. Apart from lacking strength, there was no problem with her stance.
Another week later, the package that Yu Jingqiu and her husband mailed from the north finally arrived at their home, after nearly a month of travel.
When Feng Mingshu opened the package, he found that besides a large bag of mountain delicacies, it was all meat.
It consists of cured and smoked roe deer meat, rabbit meat, and wild boar meat, totaling forty to fifty pounds, which is equivalent to an average family's annual meat consumption.
"This gift from Mother and Uncle Li is so generous," Zhou Jinshan couldn't help but remark.
Feng Mingshu felt a lump in her throat and looked up at Zhou Jinshan, saying, "Let's send some things to our mother too."
Zhou Jinshan nodded and handed her an envelope: "This is my salary for this month. Take it and buy some things to send to your mother and the others. I'm just busy lately and can't be with you."
"You go about your business, I'll go buy it. Besides, it won't cost that much." Feng Mingshu opened the envelope and found nearly a hundred yuan inside. She quickly divided it into two portions and handed the extra portion back to Zhou Jinshan.
Zhou Jinshan didn't answer. He frowned and said, "Didn't we agree that you would manage the money at home?"
Feng Mingshu had a plan in mind; she intended for the two of them to split the living expenses equally, so she accepted the allowance, which was about half a month's worth of living expenses.
She didn't want to be direct, so she just said, "Keep some extra money on you, and your family back home probably needs you to send some money back."
Feng Mingshu had not actively inquired about Zhou Jinshan's hometown; he only knew that it was in a rural area of a southern province.
“The money for sending back home comes from my allowance. After sending it all, there will be a few yuan left, enough for my daily expenses.” Zhou Jinshan placed the money in her hand and held it. “Mingshu, I believe in you, and please believe in me too.”
Some things don't need to be explicitly stated, but we both understand each other.
Although the couple is currently quite successful in some areas, feelings also need time to develop. They have known each other for less than three months and have only been married for two months.
Feng Mingshu looked down at the money in her hand and nodded: "Then I'll deposit it first."
Zhou Jinshan sighed inwardly, but he knew he couldn't rush things. He wasn't in a hurry; it was already his territory, so how could it possibly run away?
"Ming Shu, the assignments have been finalized. We'll be heading to the island in a week."
Feng Mingshu suddenly looked up: "How come it's so fast? Isn't there still more than a month left?"
"It's ahead of schedule, perhaps because of the recent situation," Zhou Jinshan replied somewhat vaguely, because some secrets cannot be revealed casually, even if the two are husband and wife.
Feng Mingshu suddenly thought of the current trend in the newspapers, which was indeed somewhat unpredictable.
She hadn't paid attention in her past life, but in this life, she studied the newspapers every day and knew that the movement was not without precedent; undercurrents gradually gathered until they eventually surged into a monstrous wave.
"Then I'll go to the school tomorrow and get my graduation certificate."
Do you need me to go with you?
"No need, with my grades, getting my diploma early shouldn't be a problem."
Feng Mingshu's eyes shone with confidence, but the next second he exclaimed in surprise.
Because Zhou Jinshan picked her up in one go, strode upstairs with his long legs, and said to her with a smile, "Little Teacher Feng is good at studying, so why don't you teach me in bed?"
What can you teach in bed?
Of course it's not proper.
Feng Mingshu is feeling better now, but he hasn't fully adapted yet. After all, given his height and proportions as a man, he knows how terrifying it must be.
After being thrown onto the bed, Feng Mingshu immediately tried to escape, but the man easily grabbed her ankle and slowly eroded her skin, leaving his unique marks on her fair skin.
A wave of heat rose in the room, and soft moans escaped from between the lips, only to be quickly silenced by the man.
It rained again tonight; the spring rain nourished the earth.
The peach blossoms in the courtyard and inside the house are in full bloom, vibrant and dazzling, making one want to pick them.
The next day.
Feng Mingshu took a day off and went to Yangming Middle School.
School has already started, and the sound of students reading aloud fills the air with energy and hope.
That's why the subsequent destruction caused such indignation and pain.
But Feng Mingshu knew there was nothing he could do.
Instead of going to her own classroom, she went directly to the principal's office.
The principal was a kind old man who usually dressed simply, like an ordinary worker. But when he saw Feng Mingshu, his eyes crinkled with laughter: "Student Feng, you've come to resume classes?"
In the second semester of his senior year, Feng Mingshu paid his tuition but didn't attend classes. This was a common situation in the senior year, since not everyone has the ability to get into university.
The majority of people fail the exam.
Those who decide not to take the exam will start looking for jobs from their senior year of high school, and their time at school will be sporadic.
Feng Mingshu's situation was different. She was originally a bookworm, and her grades had never fallen out of the top three in her grade. She was a top candidate for the college entrance examination.
However, given her sensitive background, whether she can pass the exam is uncertain.
She always had a bit more hope than others, so the school leaders kept an eye on her and were somewhat disappointed when they learned that she wouldn't be taking the college entrance exam.
"Student Feng, I've read the newspaper. Your class background issue has been resolved. You can come to school for another two months and then take the college entrance examination. You should be able to get into a good university," the principal advised.
Feeling somewhat ashamed at the principal's concern, Feng Mingshu said, "Principal, I am already married and do not plan to take the college entrance examination at the moment. I have come to collect my graduation certificate in advance. Please approve my request."
She handed over the application form with both hands.
The old principal was somewhat taken aback. He took his reading glasses, put them on, and slowly read through the application. Finally, he sighed and said, "You've married a soldier and will soon be joining him at his military post, which is good. But don't neglect your studies. Even if you don't go to university, there will be other places for further education in the future."
"Thank you for your guidance, Principal. I will remember it." Feng Mingshu bowed gratefully to the old principal.
The old principal waved for her to get up, then picked up a pen and wrote "agree" on the application form. After that, he called the head of the teaching department to process her graduation certificate.
Before leaving, seeing that no one else was in the office, Feng Mingshu hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Principal, you've reached retirement age. Why don't you retire in the next few days?"
The old principal paused for a moment, then looked up at her and asked, "Does student Feng have any news?"
Feng Mingshu shook her head. There were many things she couldn't say. She wasn't just dealing with herself anymore, but also her husband, and her every word and action would affect him.
The old headmaster didn't press further, but smiled and nodded at her: "I understand, you should go home soon."
Feng Mingshu bowed again and walked out of the principal's office.
Immediately, the head of the teaching department knocked on the door and went in, shaking his head and laughing at the old principal, "These young students nowadays really have big ideas."
The old principal smiled but didn't say much, though a look of worry appeared between his graying brows.
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