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

Fu Jingyou followed her to choose first, and only started to pack the items after she had finished choosing.

"Get a notebook and help me keep accounts."

"it is good."

Lu Miao was assigned a task by him and went to look for a notebook in the small drawer on the side.

Fu Jingyou took advantage of this gap to clear a space on the kang and put a small kang table on it.

After she found the notebook, Fu Jingyou half supported and half hugged her to sit on the kang.

"Knitted sweaters and trousers, 13 yuan a set, there are ten sets."

"Dacron fabric, 70 meters, 1.60 yuan per meter."

"cotton……"

"Hey, wait a minute, don't speak so quickly! I'm calculating the total price of the Dacron~!"

Lu Miao pouted and slapped the table to interrupt him.

"it is good."

Fu Jingyou chuckled softly and sat aside waiting for her to finish.

"Okay, how much cotton?"

"The cotton cloth of several patterns totals 400 meters. I bought a lot and gave you a discount, 40 cents a meter."

Lu Miao nodded and wrote it down neatly in the notebook.

There were also some lighters, buttons and other miscellaneous items at the back, and the total wholesale price was more than 380 yuan.

Including the things I brought back home, the five hundred yuan was completely spent.

Fu Jingyou always had some money on him, and he probably put in a lot this time.

After counting everything, the couple referred to the prices in the department store and discussed at what price to sell them.

Fu Jingyou was full of energy and confidence, but Lu Miao had some concerns:

"After all, we're not in our hometown. With so many things, isn't it a bit risky?"

"Don't worry, I have a plan in mind."

Lu Miao turned her beautiful lychee eyes towards him, waiting for him to continue.

He just stroked the back of her low ponytail, smiled and said nothing.

Lu Miao pouted in dissatisfaction.

But thinking that he always acted properly, I acquiesced to his keeping it a secret this time.

……

After returning from Guangzhou, Fu Jingyou rested at home for a day.

I spent the morning with my wife and children, and in the afternoon I took a short-handled hoe and shovel into the greenhouse to clean up.

Just before dinner, I went out again.

Tang Mei called him for dinner but couldn't find him. He came back later and Tang Mei asked him where he had been, but he didn't elaborate.

When they were sleeping at night, Fu Jingyou hugged Lu Miao and talked a few words about what he saw and heard in Guangzhou.

Among them, Ma Tou was mentioned the most times.

It wasn't anything else he spoke, just Matou's Mandarin accent.

In order to cheer Lu Miao up, Fu Jingyou imitated Matou's accent and called himself "Ji Ji" and his socks "Wa Ji".

This made Lu Miao laugh.

"It's like this over there. Some people don't know how to pronounce 'a'. For example, 'jia' (home) is pronounced as 'jie' (street) over there."

Fu Jingyou didn't know whether the pronunciation was true or not, but he found it very interesting to think about it.

Imitating the accent is not a joke, I just think it's funny.

He laughed softly and chatted with Lu Miao about something else.

I was afraid that it would affect Lu Miao's sleep and make him feel tired and have a poor appetite when he wakes up tomorrow, so I didn't dare say more.

I hugged the person, patted him gently and coaxed him to sleep.

Lu Miao became sleepy after she became pregnant.

He didn't need to coax her at all. After just three to five minutes, her breathing began to become heavy.

Fu Jingyou continued to pat her for a while, then moved his big hand to touch her round belly.

"Um……"

There was a deep sigh, and it was hard to tell whether it was joy or sorrow.

After tucking the quilt behind Lu Miao's shoulders, Fu Jingyou hugged her tightly and fell into a deep sleep.

A dreamless night.

……

The next day, after breakfast at home, Fu Jingyou went to the electromechanical factory to report early. Lu Miao picked up the dark-colored fabric he brought back from Guangzhou and cut a few feet of it.

The Chinese New Year is on February 15th of the Gregorian calendar. It is already early January, and there is still a month left until the Chinese New Year.

I don’t plan to go back to my hometown this time, and my hometown has sent me a lot of things.

Even if we don't mention their share of filial piety, it is reasonable for them to give something back.

The fabric is ready-made and is very suitable for making clothes.

Once the pattern is ready, the sewing machine can be operated quickly.

The children were watching TV in the main room. Lu Miao thought for a while, turned off the kang, and stopped adding coal to the stove.

He called Tang Mei and asked her to help him carry the sewing machine out.

Her belly was bulging and Tang Mei was afraid that it would press against her somewhere, so how could she dare to let her move things?

Fortunately, the sewing machine is not that heavy.

After picking up the odds and ends on the table, Tang Mei moved them to the main room.

There is always a kettle boiling water on the chimney stove, which can continuously provide warmth in the house.

Lu Miao put on a jacket over his thin coat and didn't feel cold even when sitting in the main room.

There was the sound of TV broadcasts and children's chattering beside me.

She never feels bored when she measures the size and operates the sewing machine.

On the contrary, the movements are very quick and efficient.

Let’s talk about Fu Jingyou.

Although he went to report to the electromechanical factory, he had been there many times when he took practical classes.

The old master taught him a lot of safety knowledge and then arranged for him to work on the production line of motor supporting molds.

An internship is not just an internship.

Additionally, you need to be smart and read and learn more.

The detailed knowledge that you don’t normally come into contact with can be sublimated and accumulated through experience at this moment.

Fu Jingyou is neither arrogant nor impatient, and is not afraid of hard work or fatigue.

When others need help, he goes.

Even though no one else asked for help, he still went after seeing it.

His enthusiasm, his way of dealing with people and his hard work were all noticed by other workers.

Occasionally, even the deputy factory director would stop briefly to admire and nod when passing by.

Fu Jingyou thinks clearly and does what needs to be done when it is time to do it.

Of course, I will also tinker with other things during my breaks.

……

During break time, the heavy smokers went to the corridor outside the door to smoke.

Fu Jingyou took the cigarettes he bought at the department store yesterday evening and followed them.

"Engineer Liu, Engineer Deng."

When they got outside, Fu Jingyou gave cigarettes to everyone one by one.

"Yang Gong, former worker, here you go."

Qian Youwei took the cigarette and smelled it, then looked at the cigarette box in Fu Jingyou's hand and said:
"Oh, a soft-packed Zhonghua. You're really good, you're quite good!"

Fu Jingyou is not a talkative person, but he can chat with anyone who starts a conversation with him.

He has work experience.

He understands professional knowledge.

He can even speak on matters of family descent and is a very down-to-earth and nice person.

There is no old master in the factory who doesn't like such a young man.

If you were handed such a good cigarette now, it would be amazing.

Several people smoking on the corridor approached Fu Jingyou, patted him on the shoulder, and were willing to get close to him.

This was exactly what Fu Jingyou was trying to do.

Fu Jingyou was quite smart. After handing over the cigarettes, he took out his lighter and lit cigarettes for the seniors present who had not had time to light their cigarettes yet.

Someone saw through the trick, took a sip, exhaled, inhaled again, and asked:
"Hey Xiao Fu, is this a lighter? Why does it look like one but not like one?"

When one person mentioned it, everyone else started looking in Fu Jingyou's direction.

Fu Jingyou understood and slowed down his movements, then opened his palms to show them.

Then he held the lighter, pressed down with his thumb, and demonstrated to the group several times:

"It's a lighter, but it's new." (End of this chapter)