A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

"Would the soup be fishy? It's better not to eat it. It's enough for me to finish this bowl of snow clams."

"Eat so much?"

A small bowl is as watery as porridge, how can it fill your stomach?

Fu Jingyou frowned.

Lu Miao pursed her lips and glared at him:
"My stomach is just a little big, so I can't stuff it if I can't eat it!"

Fu Jingyou had no choice but to give up and retreat to the next best thing:
"I'll peel two more later. If you're hungry at night, I'll stew them for you. If you're not hungry, I'll eat them tomorrow."

Lu Miao nodded.

Fu Jingyou brought two snow clams over, sat opposite her and slowly picked them.

He probably has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and moves very carefully, determined to peel off the complete frog oil.

Part of the frog oil on the corners was actually a little loose due to the rough handling before. When he peeled it off, a small piece would occasionally fall off, and he would frown and sigh softly.

Lu Miao shook her head and chuckled.

"Fu Jingyou."

"Ok?"

"You can heat up some more hot water later. I need to take a shower tonight."

The day before yesterday was spent with him, he didn't sleep well, and he couldn't do much about washing.

I didn’t even brush my teeth this morning…

Thinking like this, Lu Miao glanced at the snow clams in the bowl and suddenly felt a little unable to swallow.

Fu Jingyou nodded slightly, "Okay."

Lu Miao said "hmm", resisted the urge to feel nauseated, raised her head and swept the remaining bit of snow clam oil into her stomach.

She went to the front room to get toothpaste and toothbrush, fetched water and squatted at the door of the backyard to brush her teeth.

The small bowl that she pushed away was put away by Fu Jingyou and brought to the well for cleaning.

Lu Miao held the foam in her mouth and looked at Fu Jingyou, asking: "Can we install a pressure well?"

"Pressure well?"

Lu Miao nodded, "Well... it will be more convenient to use water, and I can get water myself when you are not around."

In the past, she came here to open a small stove, and her idea was just to work together for a while, without thinking about the long term.

Therefore, when it comes to work matters, her first reaction is to "enjoy the results".

Things are different now. Living together, Fu Jingyou can't always hang around her.

She should share the small things at home as much as possible.

Fu Jingyou thought for a while.

He has probably seen the pressure well that Lu Miao mentioned.

Many people in Yanji have them.

Looking back at what I have seen in my memory, it seems that pressurized water wells are indeed much more convenient.

If he wasn't at home, he wouldn't be worried if Lu Miao fetched water by herself...

Fu Jingyou nodded and said:
"Okay, I'll keep an eye out next time I go to town."

Lu Miao spat out the foam with a "hmm" sound. She went to the well and asked Fu Jingyou to use the bucket to rinse her cup and wash her face. She said again with her little face full of water stains:
"The front room is always so dark... I'm scared to stay there. Is there any way to make the front room a little brighter during the day?"

"I'll think of a way."

Fu Jingyou thought and added:

"I have to go to town in the past two days. See what else is missing, and I'll buy it together."

I used to have some money in my hand, but I didn't dare to spend it because of my status.

Although I don’t have much money now, fortunately I don’t have the pressure of having a hat on my head.

It doesn’t matter if you spend it all. If you work harder in the future, your life will definitely get better.

Thinking about it, Fu Jingyou's heart softened again, and she stared at Lu Miao's face and said seriously:
"Don't you have any winter clothes in your box? My aunt came over today and said that she has saved a few kilograms of cotton this year and can make you a jacket."

Lu Miao hesitated.

She knew something about the relationship between Fu Jingyou and the He family.

He is basically an adopted son...

People in this era are simple and kind-hearted. It is understandable that He Hongjin and Chen Guifen love Fu Jingyou, but Lu Miao also has some concerns.

"Don't uncle and aunt have children of their own?"

At the age of He Hongjin and Chen Guifen, most grandchildren should have them.

Fu Jingyou said: "Yes." Of the two sons of the He family, one works as a carpenter in the county and the other works in the coal factory in the town.

They are both married, but one has a long way to go, and the other has a heavy workload, and his wife and children are all around him, so they seldom travel back and forth.

Fu Jingyou explained briefly, and Lu Miao asked:
"That's all. My uncle and aunt are always keeping a close eye on us. Wouldn't the eldest and second brothers in front of us mind?"

The brothers don’t mind, but what about the sisters-in-law?

"Logically, it's a bit bad to cross the two brothers in front of me, but my uncle and aunt taught me a lesson. The relationship can't be straightened out just by clearing it up."

Fu Jingyou touched Lu Miao's head:
"If they are willing to give some things, we will keep them. In the future, when they are old and can no longer move, we will do our best to take care of them."

This should be the case both emotionally and rationally.

"As you told me before, as long as you don't feel guilty, it's fine."

Lu Miao nodded, roughly understanding Fu Jingyou's plan and the position of the He family in his heart.

Although he is not a serious son of the He family, the way he gets along is the ordinary family atmosphere of three sons.

There are times when there are arguments and awkwardness, but of course there are also times when there is warmth.

Lu Miao straightened her chest and made a promise:

"I will definitely cooperate with uncle more in the future!"

Fu Jingyou glanced at her up and down, smiled and shook his head.

"it is good."

……

Fu Jingyou turned up the fire and let the hot water boil in the pot.

He went to dig out the unused solid wood bathtub in the back room, dragged it to the well and brushed it with a hard brush several times until it was clean before carrying it into the front room.

After that, they brought hot water for Lu Miao to take a bath. After Lu Miao finished washing, the wooden basin that had absorbed enough water could not be moved, so he called Fu Jingyou into the house to pour water.

The sky had completely darkened, and Lu Miao lay down on the bed wearing a thin gown.

She didn't get enough sleep in the afternoon, so she planned to go to bed early tonight.

Fu Jingyou took a shower and tidied the kitchen before coming in and lying down.

Lu Miao lay on his side holding a pillow. He was like a wooden pile, lying horizontally and vertically.

It's probably because I was ill before and didn't have much consciousness, but now I'm cured and I'm conscious.

The curvy girl was lying beside him, and the villain in Fu Jingyou's heart was shouting:

"She is my wife, why should I do something?"

"Don't you want to do something? Just do it!"

"What are you talking about?"

Fu Jingyou pursed his lips, turned sideways and pressed against Lu Miao's back, "Miaomiao..."

"Ok?"

Lu Miao really didn't sleep well and was so sleepy.

Fu Jingyou's ears felt hot, and she felt jealous. His big palm passed through the corner of her clothes and moved up against her soft waist.

"We got married……"

"Well, you're married...where are you touching!"

Lu Miao suddenly woke up and slapped her chest.

I wanted to turn over and glare at Fu Jingyou, but I moved a little, and the tip of my ear touched Fu Jingyou's lips, only to find that his breath was incredibly hot.

"Miaomiao..."

"..."

Lu Miao's cheeks couldn't help but become red and hot:
"Are you a good person?"

Fu Jingyou asked in a low voice, "Why am I not a good person?"

Lu Miao's toes curled up in embarrassment. She held down her big hands that were stuck in her clothes and said fiercely with a soft and trembling voice:
"Who is a good person like you? He just thinks about things like this when he recovers from his illness!"

"..."

Fu Jingyou laughed teasingly in a low hoarse voice. He stood up and lifted up Lu Miao's legs, then leaned forward and kissed her.

"Well...you are shameless! Yeah..."

Ps:

I'm trying my best to be as abstract and coherent as possible, and then I'll ask my dad to let me go!Whether you can see this chapter and the next chapter all depends on fate!