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

Chapter 537 She is tired
Lu Miao was not so nervous in front of acquaintances.

Relaxing and arching your back slightly, you gave him a lazy "yes" look.

Lingyuan raised his eyebrows and grinned:
"I can't tell! You are pretty good. You taught the class very well just now. I understood it right away."

This is the truth.

Lingyuan felt a little regretful.

His English is basically zero.

In addition, I was studying agriculture, so I was a little unhappy because I came here to learn English.

When choosing seats, I specifically chose the back row, thinking I could just get through it.

Now that I think about it, I was really at a loss for not choosing the front row.

He was squinting behind him and couldn't see the blackboard clearly.

"Thank you for your compliment in advance, but that doesn't necessarily mean I'm great."

Lu Miao curled her lips, smiled teasingly and boasted with high emotional intelligence:
"Maybe it's because you have a high level of understanding?"

"But pull it down. Do I still know how much I weigh?"

Lingyuan waved his hand, looked at her watch and asked what time it was.

Lu Miao said: "Class starts in five minutes."

They are all old friends, and we haven’t seen each other for a while.

Lingyuan wanted to chat a few more words, but the timing was unfortunate, so he could only retreat and do the next best thing:
"I'm in a hurry today, I'll tell you more when I have time later!"

He moved backwards and walked out of the classroom, waving and grinning. His skin was a bit dark, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked like the "breast" of the brother next door.

It is somewhat similar to a certain character played by Hong Kong star Louis Koo when he was young.

Lu Miao was thinking in confusion, touching the braid from behind her ears, holding it in her hand and stirring the ends.

His eyes flickered, and Lu Miao couldn't help but sigh:

Maybe it’s due to the mentality and the fact that there weren’t any additives in toiletries at that time, so everyone had quite thick hair.

Lesbians generally have thick and solid braids, and Lingyuan also has quite a lot of hair...

Not to mention Fu Jingyou.

He usually takes good care of his personal hygiene, and he always looks fresh and fresh.

The hair is not oily. In contrast, the ends of the hair are flowing and fluffy, handsome and cool, and the hair volume looks huge.

It's pretty good.

I have to support my family and study at the same time, so there is so much pressure on my shoulders.

If it were left to future generations, he would have become a bald man.

"puff……"

Lu Miao amused herself and was amused by her own thoughts.

Just in time the school bell rang.

She straightened up, adjusted herself, stood back on the podium, plugged in the microphone again and prepared for the second class.

……

Three classes were held intermittently until 6:30 in the afternoon. Lu Miao was extremely tired.

I just arrived and there is nothing to clean up in the office upstairs.

After class, Lu Miao checked and turned on the switch, picked up her canvas bag and went home directly.

Lu Yuanzheng originally wanted to ask about the situation privately, but as a result, the two of them were separated.

Feeling sorry for his daughter's hard work, Lu Yuanzheng took two cans of malted milk and milk powder back to the courtyard after finishing his work at night.

At that time, Lu Miao had finished washing and closed the door.

Tang Mei asked Lu Miao to get up, but Lu Yuanzheng waved her hand to stop her from shouting, put down her things and left.

Tang Mei followed him to the courtyard door:
"Haven't the house been cleaned up for you? You lived in it very well a few days ago. It's already this time today. How about resting at home?"

"There are a lot of things at school, there are still classes tomorrow."

"It's not the teacher's job to teach? You are the principal, why do you need me?"

Lu Yuanzheng was speechless.

He didn't have to go to class before, but now he has to.

Several junior classes of ABCD are still waiting for him to teach.

My daughter is almost split in two, so she can't point at her for everything.

Tang Mei didn't understand, and Lu Yuanzheng didn't explain. He waved his hands and walked out:

"I'm thinking of making some nutritional supplements for the girl to drink. She's been tired lately, running around all the time, and her complexion doesn't look good... Don't miss her anymore in terms of food and nutrition."

"I know." Tang Mei nodded worriedly, standing on the steps holding the courtyard door and watching him go into the alley:

"Be careful on the road."

"Go inside."

Tang Mei nodded and listened to the footsteps in the alley getting far away before closing the courtyard door.

Lu Miao has been looking bad recently, and Tang Mei also noticed it.

Originally, she thought she was here when she was young, but the time seemed wrong.

Afraid that the child would be exhausted, Tang Mei went back to the house to remove the malted milk, and immediately made a cup of malted milk.

The sweet scent of wheat spread in the air. Dabao and Erbao smelled the smell and raised their little heads to spread their legs:
"Grandma, Xiangxiang, Xiangxiang?"

Tang Mei took a small spoon and fed each person a spoonful, and said with a smile:
"This is for mom. Grandma will make some milk for you three later, okay?"

"Good~"

Dabao and Dabao responded one after another.

Shi An was extremely sensible. When he heard that the malted milk was for Lu Miao, he stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to Tang Mei:

"Grandma, I'll serve it to my aunt."

"Why do I need you to carry it? I'll burn you later."

"It won't be hot."

Shi An shook his head and raised his hand higher:

"I'm holding the handle, grandma, it's not hot."

Tang Mei has always been soft-tempered, but Shi An looked at her with a serious face.

Tang Mei couldn't refuse, so she stirred the malted milk.

After shaking the enamel jar until it was no longer hot, he carefully took his little hands and pinched the handle on the side of the jar.

"Go ahead and watch the threshold."

"Mmm!"

Lu Miao was depressed and her lower back still hurt.

Fu Jingyou put a new plaster on her.

She was lying on her side facing the kang, unwilling to move at first.

Hearing Shi An's childish voice calling "Auntie", he fumbled and sat up again:

"What's wrong, baby Shi'an?"

The kang was built high, and when Shi An stood aside, his head popped out.

The little guy raised his hands and tried to stand on tiptoes:

"Grandma made malted milk for my aunt to drink."

"Shi An is so sensible."

Lu Miao took the enamel jar and patted Shi An's head in praise.

Shi An looked at her with bright eyes, and quickly moved to run out the door.

Lu Miao laughed helplessly, holding the malted milk in her hands but not taking a few sips.

It had a sweet and fragrant taste in the past, but this time I drank it, but it clearly felt strange.

It feels like thick oil, and after two sips, my chest feels tight.

Lu Miao couldn't drink anymore and pushed the cup to Fu Jingyou.

Fu Jingyou didn't answer and said:
"Dad sent it, especially for you."

"I can't drink... I'm so sore after standing all afternoon today. Please hurry up, I'm going to lie down."

She frowned and puffed out her cheeks slightly, already looking anxious and impatient.

Fu Jingyou sighed softly, took the enamel pot and put it aside:
"Then let it go for now. You can rest for a while and then get up and drink later."

Lu Miao felt so anxious that she turned away without wanting to speak, closed her eyes and took a nap while hugging the pillow.

I just want to fall asleep quickly and feel more comfortable.

Fu Jingyou stood beside her, sitting under the lamp holding a tin can.

Prick a hole in the bottom of the tin can with a nail, insert the tip of the scissors, and slowly hollow out the tin at the bottom and cut it off.

He was busy working in a rustling manner, cutting the iron sheet to make a gentle "sizzling" sound.

After hearing this, Lu Miao felt as if what he was drilling into was not the tin can, but her brain.

Naoren'er felt pain from time to time.

"Go out and do it! It's so noisy! It's so annoying!"