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

Not sure if he understood the meaning of "Xiangxiang", Erbao grabbed the guardrail and stamped his feet excitedly:

"Smells, smells... numb, smells good!"

Dabao looked up at his sister, climbed up and grabbed the railing and shouted:

"Smells, smells good!"

Erbao's little face bulged with laughter suddenly became serious, and he stamped his feet and gave Dabao a push.

Dabao retreated tremblingly, with a confused look on his face, and looked at his sister with aggrieved eyes.

Erbao's little brows furrowed. Seeing that he wasn't crying as usual, he went up and pushed him again.

Dabao still didn't cry. Erbao exhaled and wanted to push him.

Lu Miao lit some moxa in the room, thinking of fumigating it first so that she could sleep better at night.

When I came out of the room to fetch water, I saw this scene and quickly went up to stop Erbao's little arm:

"You little villain, why do you always bully your brother, huh?"

Erbao doesn't understand the meaning of bullying, and her mother is happy when she hugs her.

Putting his arms around his mother's neck, Erbao tilted his head and pressed his little face intimately against Lu Miao's.

Erbao is fierce when he hits people, but he is so sweet when he acts coquettishly.

Lu Miao was impressed by her. He kissed her face a few times, tapped the tip of her nose and laughed and cursed:

"Little rascal."

Temporarily placing the second treasure outside the guardrail, Lu Miao quickly adjusted the water temperature and brought it over.

The bathtub seems crowded for adults to take a bath, but very comfortable for children to take a bath.

Lu Miao stripped off the first and second treasures and put them in together.

Originally, I planned to take advantage of the fact that there was still some light in the evening and pack it up quickly in one go.

The two little ones were not what she had imagined. They were twins and had a close relationship, so they were put together. The second baby slapped the big baby and made the big baby cry.

"My sister is beating, my sister is beating...Mom, my sister is beating..."

Dabao crawled into his mother's arms.

Erbao's nails were not cut, and there was a red mark on the corner of Dabao's eye.

Lu Miao was startled, fearing that she might hurt Dabao's eyes.

She held Dabao in her arms and coaxed him, and went to look at the bright place at the door.

Seeing that her mother only cared about her brother and not herself, Erbao pursed her lips and started crying.

Sitting in the basin and reaching out towards the door:

"Mommy mommy……"

"Mom, my sister will beat me, my sister will beat me..."

"Mommy mommy……"

"Okay, okay, mom is here, mom is here."

Lu Miao had no choice but to wipe Dabao's butt and put it into the guardrail, and then took Erbao out of the basin.

When Fu Jingyou came back from He's house, he saw a bathtub in the middle of the main room, with water splashing all over the floor.

Lu Miao was lying on the mat inside the guardrail, with two babies playing on her body, one on the left and the other on the right.

Fu Jingyou polished the kerosene lamp and placed it on the big table, then picked up the first and second treasures in each hand.

Lu Miao then pushed himself up and sat up, her long hair combed into a low ponytail covering her entire back shoulders, her face was so hot that she was sweating:

"I really can't take this bath at all."

Erbao has a strong sense of territory. Fu Jingyou roughly guessed what was going on and said with a smile:

"Before, they were washed separately... Let's go to the county tomorrow and buy two small basins. If we separate them from now on, we won't have to fight."

Lu Miao nodded.

Fu Jingyou gave the second baby a bath first, while Lu Miao held the big baby.

Speaking of the fight, Lu Miao moved to the edge of the guardrail and slapped Fu Jingyou seriously:

"Don't always play with Erbao in the future and let her develop the habit of beating people. See what happens to Dabao?"

Fu Jingyou took a look and saw that the problem was not serious, so he said:

"She is young and doesn't have much energy."

"It's not right to hit someone. You're still young now. If you find problems, you have to correct them in time. If they get older in the future, they won't be able to correct them."

Lu Miao said plausibly: "Besides, this time we just caught Yin'er, what if we catch our eyes?"

Fu Jingyou thought what she said made sense, so he nodded teasingly:

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Lu Miao puffed her mouth and pinched him:

"Fu Jingyou, I warn you not to be too biased... I saw the tomatoes that Erbao dropped on the ground yesterday. You picked them up and gave them to Dabao."

Fu Jingyou scratched his forehead and let out a dry chuckle, unable to argue. Fu Jingyou is not partial.

But there is always a subconscious feeling in my heart that the boy will grow up if he is raised casually.

My daughter is different.

Not to mention that the second baby was wronged when he was born.

The small ball is held in one's arms, so light and soft that it makes one not surprised to hold it, and makes one feel sorry for it.

Kissing Erbao's pink and tender buttocks, Fu Jingyou handed Erbao into Lu Miao's arms, then turned his hand and took out Dabao:

"Good boy, your father is here to give you a bath."

"?" Lu Miao: "..."

There's nothing wrong with that.

But why does it sound so uncomfortable?

Fu Jingyou was responsible for taking care of the children during dinner.

When Lu Miao came over after eating, he took Dabao and Erbao and helped Lu Miao finish feeding the two little ones, and then went to fill the bottom of the pot with rice.

Sweep the remaining steamed egg residue from Dabao and Erbao into the bowl and eat them all.

Lu Miao changed shifts with him to take care of the children, and took a moment to say:

"Do you have time to buy two chairs? Then put them in the chairs, put something in the bowl, and sit down to eat."

"What kind of chair?"

"Um……"

Lu Miao recalled the baby seats of later generations and narrated and gestured:

“There is a place to sit, there is a small table in front of you, and there are handles around so you don’t have to worry about falling.”

"Cage chair."

Listening to Lu Miao's narration, Fu Jingyou instantly understood what she was talking about.

But seeing Lu Miao's face full of confusion, Fu Jingyou said again:

"There should be some available in the team. When I come back tomorrow, I can borrow them for you to take a look at."

Lu Miao nodded without understanding.

She didn't know what the cage chair Fu Jingyou was talking about was.

Anyway, we’ll see about it tomorrow.

Lu Miao took a shower in the room at night.

Fu Jingyou lay on the bed and led the two babies to tell stories.

He talked about mountain spirits and spiritual deer gods, and about calling their gods.

Lu Miao wiped away the water, put on his clothes and sat down on the edge of the bed. He couldn't help but joke:

"How can there be such a strange deer god? You can say that you are calling the god, and those who don't know would think you have seen it with your own eyes!"

Fu Jingyou raised his arms and dragged Erbao to play a lifting game. Suddenly he turned his head and said:

"I have seen it."

Lu Miao shook his head, wiped his hair and chuckled softly:

"Then tell me, what is the Deer God like? Don't tell me that he is a young girl."

Fu Jingyou paused and suddenly became silent.

He actually doesn't remember either.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that she is really a young girl?

The memory seems to be covered with a hazy fog.

When he wanted to peek inside, there was always a faint voice telling him to forget...

What did you forget?

It's a bit nerve-wracking and a bit troublesome when I think about it.

“There are so many unknown things in the world, so we naturally need to be in awe.”

Fu Jingyou shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it.

Pushing the two babies to the back of the bed, he sat up and wiped his wife's hair:

"But some things belong to the past, and they are not that important if you think about it. What is important is the present and the future."

Lu Miao obediently let him wipe her hair.

The conversation seemed to span time and space, but she didn't think of anything.

Nor did she realize it.

At first I was crying and shouting that I wanted my mother and not her breasts, but in the end I really listened to her.

Forget the bad memories and grow up strong and tenacious...