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

In other words, Fu Jingyou knew his background and had met his two children, so he could rest assured about him.

Among our ancient ancestors, there was a concept of sending "privileges".

The dark-skinned fourth brother didn't say he was imitating her, but he had some idea in mind.

Fu Jingyou stared at him deeply, returned the two children, picked up the bicycle and turned around and said:

"Follow."

"Hey? Hey!"

The dark-skinned fourth brother was stunned for two seconds.

After realizing that he was probably recognized, he quickly picked up the two children and put them in the basket on the back of the bicycle, then pushed the bicycle and ran to catch up with Fu Jingyou.

Fu Jingyou first went to the Yuhong class of the Mechanical and Electrical Factory.

Shi An came out with a small schoolbag on his back. Seeing that he was with someone else, he walked up to him, held his hand, then leaned forward and politely called out, "Hello uncle, hello brother and sister."

The dark-skinned fourth man praised him one sentence after another:
"Sixth brother, is this your son? He looks like his sister-in-law, right? He is well-groomed and tidy, and he is also sensible!"

Fu Jingyou responded, saying "Yes, Boss", and then got on his bicycle and walked ahead:

"I have saved up a lot of hairbands at home. I couldn't find you last time, but you are here today. Come to my house and get them."

"Ah? This, this, works!"

How can this be called trusting him?
This really shows that I trust him!

In the past, whenever he looked for Fu Jingyou, Fu Jingyou would get angry.

This time I took him home directly...

After tasting the difference, the dark-skinned Fourth followed Fu Jingyou with a grin on his face, feeling relieved at last.

……

At home, Lu Miao didn't recognize the dark-skinned fourth brother.

When I saw Fu Jingyou coming back with two children, I thought they were Fu Jingyou's co-workers at the electromechanical factory.

It wasn't until Fu Jingyou took her into the house and asked for a hairband that she figured out something:
"Is it someone from the black market?"

Fu Jingyou nodded and asked her in a low and tender voice:

"Would you think it was imprudent for me to bring someone back?"

Lu Miao shook her head:

"Be careful, it's okay."

She understood him and he was the most considerate.

Anyone who brings it back must be trustworthy.

Fu Jingyou laughed teasingly, rubbed her face lovingly with his big hand, and went to the main room with the cloth bag.

Mei Zi is not here for dinner. She usually leaves at 4 or 4:30 in the afternoon.

Fu Jingyou locked the gate of the courtyard and poured out all the hair ties and other items on the big table in the main hall, and asked the dark-skinned Old Four to count them.

The dark-skinned fourth child was just looking around the yard and the other two chubby children.

Hearing Fu Jingyou shouting, he hurried into the house.

Seeing Lu Miao, the dark-skinned Fourth felt awkward and asked with a dry laugh:
"This is my sister-in-law, right?"

The dark-skinned fourth brother is nearly thirty years old. Fu Jingyou is younger than him, but more capable.

When he called Fu Jingyou "brother", he didn't think anything of it.

But calling Lu Miao sister-in-law doesn’t seem right.

Lu Miao is beautiful, well-maintained, and fair-skinned. Otherwise, with her bulging belly, how could one tell that she is a married lesbian?
She looks just like a young girl.

Calling her "sister-in-law" was a bit hot for the dark-skinned Old Fourth.

Don’t say that the dark-skinned Fourth Brother is awkward.

Lu Miao also felt awkward.

The dark-skinned fourth brother has a tanned skin. He used to be a farmer, and his face has become rough and old due to the hardships of life.

He was less than 30 years old, but he looked like he was 36 or 37. Lu Miao's initial impression of her was that she must be his uncle, and it was awkward to hear her call him sister-in-law.

Lu Miao smiled, poured some water, and said:
"Sister-in-law, this doesn't sound good. Big brother, just call me Bao'er's mom."

It's just a name anyway, so as long as it's not abrupt, you can call it anything you want.

The dark-skinned fourth man nodded, then quickly shook his head, wanting to refuse, but was suppressed by Fu Jingyou:

"That's it, let's get down to business first."

The dark-skinned fourth child nodded again, and as he moved closer to the table, he called out to the children who were gathered together in the yard, staring at each other:
"Da Mao Dali, come over here and call someone first, this is your godmother!"

"Godmother..."

"Hello, godmother!"

"..."

Lu Miao's mouth twitched slightly. He looked at the two black kids, one big and one small, in front of him, then turned to look at Fu Jingyou:
"?"

and so……

What's happening here?
How did she become a godmother?
Calling her godmother is fine, but calling her old makes her sound like someone in her thirties or forties...

The dark-skinned Fourth Brother was still present. Fu Jingyou did not explain anything, but shook his cloth pocket and said:
"Don't be so fussy, just call me uncle and aunt."

It's not like he doesn't have sons and daughters, so why does he need a goddaughter or godson?

The dark-skinned fourth brother touched the back of his head, smiled foolishly and nodded.

It seemed that he had agreed to his words, but in fact, when the two children came to visit again, they still called them godfather and godmother.

Recently, Lu Miao occasionally used the sewing machine to make a few hair ties in the evening to kill time. With Mei Zi working steadily during the day, she has collected more than 400 hair ties and hair bands.

The price is uniformly calculated at 1.2 cents, which is fifty yuan and four cents.

Heipi Lao Si didn't expect to pick up the goods today, so he didn't bring so much money.

Fu Jingyou packed the things and handed them to him, asking him to take them back first and they would pay for them together later.

There is still a portion from last time, and I haven’t paid them yet.

The dark-skinned fourth brother agreed.

Fu Jingyou added:
"From now on, if Chen Xiangdong and the others need to pass on a message, you should come here. Be careful... Only you can come."

Fu Jingyou emphasized the last few words.

The dark-skinned fourth brother took note of it carefully.

After discussing a few more details with Fu Jingyou, the dark-skinned fourth child carried the two children into the basket on the back of his bicycle, pushed the children out of the alley and rode away.

Tang Mei asked in the kitchen who was coming.

Fu Jingyou was afraid that she would ask endless questions and cause him worry, so he explained that he was a co-worker at the electromechanical factory.

After hearing this, Tang Mei didn't ask any more questions. She just mentioned that he was her friend and she should invite him to have dinner at her home.

Fu Jingyou said that the road was long and he was afraid it would be difficult to walk with the children in tow after dark, so he was anxious to go back and would wait for the next chance to eat.

Tang Mei was busy and didn't say anything.

Lu Miao turned on the light in the main room, placed a chair with an armrest next to the table, and sat on one side to help Shi An do his homework.

Fu Jingyou understood and took the other two little ones to the yard. Before it got completely dark, he searched for the red tomatoes in the vegetable garden.

The young couple divided the work reasonably and each took care of their own things. It was not until late at night when they returned to the room to rest that they talked about the matter in detail.

Fu Jingyou picked the best cases and told Lu Miao most of the situation.

Lu Miao regained his senses at this time, and slowly sat up in the dark, protecting his stomach:

"You asked me to look after the child, but you also said you didn't want me to go to school. Is this related to this?"

"It is partially related, but the other situations are also true."

Fu Jingyou sat up, coaxed her and helped her lie down again:

"You are so pregnant, you can't stand it, and the children at home are the same..."

"I read the news a few days ago that a family in a village outside the South Second Ring Road put an advertisement in the newspaper saying that their children were missing. We have raised these children well, and everyone who sees them will like them. If human traffickers see them, they may think they can sell them for a good price and really target them. We have to be optimistic about them." (End of this chapter)