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

"Ah."

Lu Miao nodded, went into the house and put down his things, then lazily lay down on the swing and swayed gently:

"I seem to be a little hypoglycemic recently...you should weigh some fructose and put it at home. I'll take a few pills every day when I go out."

"How come you suddenly have low blood sugar when you are fine?"

Fu Jingyou patted Erbao and asked her to go play with her brothers.

He knelt down next to Lu Miao, took her hand affectionately and squeezed:
"What are the symptoms? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Let's go to the hospital and have a look."

"It's not that exaggerated..."

Lu Miao shook his head lazily, "That's why I haven't had much rest during the continuous running."

I didn't feel tired before, but as soon as I took leave and planned to take a good rest, my energy seemed to relax, and my fatigue immediately came back.

Lu Miao was possessed by a lazy snake in winter, lying down and not wanting to move:
"I have already asked for leave. I don't have to go to the Guoying Society tomorrow and next week. I can rest well at home and sleep in for a few days and I will be able to recover."

Fu Jingyou looked at her with his deep peach blossom eyes, not only disapproving, but also a little unhappy.

Lu Miao curled her lips and smiled, gently swinging on the swing with her toes on the ground. She put her hand on his arm and shook it coquettishly:
"Don't worry so much..."

Afraid that he would keep this matter in his mind and feel uneasy no matter where he went, Lu Miao took a breath and said again:

"If you are really worried, you can go to the hospital to seek safety and security, but you have to wait for me to rest for a while, slowly... I am really tired now, and I don't want to move at all."

Fu Jingyou nodded.

As long as she is willing to go, anything else can be discussed.

"You don't feel any discomfort now?"

Lu Miao shook her head.

It's not uncomfortable, but I just don't have the energy and don't want to do anything.

I don’t really want to say anything.

After groping his way up from the swing, Lu Miao slowly walked into the house:
"You buy candies and go to the bookstore on the way to see if there is a French dictionary and buy me a copy."

Lu Miao was a soft-spoken person, and being made difficult by Chen Qinghai was a sign of helplessness as a newcomer.

No one wants to be criticized for being cowardly, and she is even less willing to beg Chen Qinghai in a low voice for a dictionary.

No matter how tight the household expenses are, there is still money to buy a book.

Thinking about these troubles, Lu Miao frowned and lay down on the kang feeling depressed:

"There is money in the table, you can take it yourself."

Fu Jingyou said "hmm" and sat on the edge of the kang, looking at her worriedly.

She's always been like this lately. She doesn't eat well and looks tired wherever she goes.

My temper is getting a bit louder...

There were many things that could be told to her through chatting in normal times, but now she didn't dare to say them easily.

I was afraid of making her unhappy.

Fu Jingyou was worried. He was worried that she was suffering from physical problems due to fatigue and that she was being bullied at work.

But at this critical moment, she refused to say anything, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions...

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Fu Jingyou gently stroked her side and coaxed her to ask:

"I'm going to the department store. What else do you want? I'll buy it back together."

"Gone."

Lu Miao thought for a while, then turned around and hooked his hand:

"I want to eat shabu-shabu, with butter, and spicy!"

Recently, the family's food has been adjusted. Meat, egg and milk are constantly changing, but Lu Miao always feels that it is a bit boring.

"Every meal usually tastes bland and bland, I can't even eat it..."

Her eyes were wet and her mouth was pursed, pulling Fu Jingyou to act coquettishly:
"I want to eat something heavy, okay?"

My wife wants to eat it, can Fu Jingyou say no?

Of course not.

"Okay, I'll go out and look for it. What else do you want for the spicy hotpot with butter? Is it still the same as before? Hot and hot side dishes to eat?"

"You only need small cabbage hearts for leafy vegetables, beef and mutton, and they need to be thinly sliced!"

Lu Miao regained some energy, sat up and started talking:
"There is also sesame sauce, I want to dip it in sesame sauce!" Hot pot first started in the Han Dynasty, but the things Lu Miao mentioned and how to eat and dip it, I really can't find many people who are as particular as her at this stage.

What she said would sound like fantasy and cunning in any family, but Fu Jingyou was willing to indulge her.

If she wanted it, he would find a way to get it.

This is what she specifically requested, so if I make it, she can eat more...

After thinking about it, Fu Jingyou sat down in front of the small table and took out some notebooks to write down everything she pointed out.

Finally, when he turned around, he saw her with bright eyes and an expectant look on her face. She looked very energetic and rarely seen these days.

He softened his heart, put his arm around the back of her neck and brought her to him, pressing his lips to hers lovingly.

"You have a good rest, I'll be back in a moment."

"Ah."

A light pink mist rose on Lu Miao's fair face, and he nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice, looking very gentle and well-behaved.

Tom Cat Fu Jingyou pushed his bicycle and went out to "hunt" quickly.

Two pounds of White Rabbit candies and a French dictionary were quickly purchased.

Fu Jingyou also bought some extra snacks such as Guodanpi and Shaqima.

Seasonal leafy vegetables are easy to talk about, and I grow them at home.

The heart of the cabbage was easy to make. Fu Jingyou bought two heads of cabbage, went home to cut them, and took out the center part.

Some of the food outside can also be fried and eaten at home, so it is not wasted.

There are also pig blood sellers in the market.

I remember that when I was in my hometown, I also cooked these vegetables in winter.

Fu Jingyou looked at them while walking and bought some.

The only thing hard to find is butter.

There are not as many people in the market who eat beef and mutton as there are people who eat pork, so the supply in this area is relatively small.

As for butter, there is only so much on a cow, so you can buy it if you happen to be lucky.

Unfortunately, we were able to squat together for ten days and a half.

Fu Jingyou rode his bicycle to several markets near and far.

Most of them sell beef and mutton, but there is no one selling butter.

He almost inquired with the person, and finally got information about which butcher joint should have butter.

But we won’t know the accurate news until two or three in the morning.

Because that’s when the slaughterhouse delivers the latest slaughtered beef.

Fu Jingyou was afraid that someone would beat him to it, so he stuffed the employee of the butcher shop with a pack of two-cent cigarettes.

I communicated with the person and said that if there was any, I would keep it for him and he would come over in the early morning.

When the employees of the meat shop saw that he wanted to do something, they immediately agreed.

Butter is not the same as lard.

There is always a fishy smell when boiled out, and not many people want it.

It would be nice to just walk out and save him from having to come back and sell to others.

It took Fu Jingyou two days to prepare the ingredients for a butter hot pot meal.

The next day, Lu Miao got up early in the morning and started cooking.

Tang Mei was taking care of her children and saw Fu Jingyou getting up early in the morning and going out in the dark just to get the two or three kilograms of butter that was not fishy or sexy.

Inevitably, he started nagging again:
"You two really don't mind the trouble!"

"You gave her whatever she wanted?"

"You just let her do whatever she wants? Which company does this?"

Lu Miao clicked her tongue and said:
"Little aunt, why are you always nagging about this and that? Even the evil mother-in-law in the alley next door can't say anything to you. Isn't it okay for Brother You to love me?"

"..."

Tang Mei opened her mouth.

How could she become an evil mother-in-law just by saying a few words? (End of chapter)