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

"It's too hot, and the baby is too young to handle. Let's put the full moon party on hold for now, and wait until the baby turns one year old before we hold it properly."

Fu Jingyou shook his head, not mentioning that the full moon banquet had already been held in Jingbei, and smiled warmly:
"My child has to go to school. I came back this time mainly to handle household registration matters and visit my uncle and aunt."

It is common for the older generation to help look after the children.

Although Fu Jingyou is not the biological son of the He family, when He Hongjin had a stroke and fell ill, he ran around and was no worse than a biological son.

When the villagers heard him mention sending his child to school, they thought he had brought the child back and wanted the team leader and his old couple to help take care of the child.

There was no gossip, and the uncles and aunts were all lamenting how fast time passed.

In the past, people thought it would be difficult for him, a black man, to find a wife.

As a result, he not only married a capable wife, but his children are now going to school.

This is too unbelievable.

So much so that when you realize what is really happening, there is always a sense of distortion.

Several uncles and aunts rolled up their hat brims to fan themselves and chatted with Fu Jingyou for a while. It was like a break for them, and they soon went back to their work in the threshing ground.

He also called out to Fu Jingyou, saying that he would come and talk to him about the big city after he finished his work later.

Fu Jingyou nodded and agreed to everything with a smile.

The uncles left, but there was still a person standing in front of Fu Jingyou.

"Yu Zhiqing?"

Fu Jingyou looked at the tanned and skinny young man in front of him, with beads of sweat on his forehead and shoulders, and felt a little puzzled:
"Do you have anything to say?"

Yu Hao hasn't said a word since he came here.

Several uncles and aunts left, but he didn't leave. It was obvious that he had something that he was embarrassed to talk about.

“…Ha, this.”

Yu Hao avoided the look with a flickering look in his eyes, still holding a wooden shovel for winnowing grain in his hand.

He scratched the back of his head twice, and after a while he turned his gaze back to look at Fu Jingyou:
"Nothing much, I just want to ask... Comrade Xiaoliu, is Lu Zhiqing with you when you come back this time?"

Fu Jingyou glanced at Yu Hao calmly without rushing to reply.

"I don't mean anything else... It's just that everyone has passed the exams in the past two years, and I'm the only educated youth left. Suddenly I heard that there are familiar faces coming back, and I'm very happy."

Yu Hao seemed to realize that his question was a little inappropriate, and hurriedly explained:
"I was thinking that if Lu Zhiqing came back, I would talk to her and ask about the current situation in the city... Of course, if it's convenient for her, it doesn't matter if it's not convenient for her."

Yu Hao scratched his head and spoke very bluntly, but his smile was a bit awkward.

There was expectation in his eyes, but Fu Jingyou could only pour cold water on him:
"The child is still young, and it's hard to be bothered by her but she can't leave her mother. She didn't come back with me from Beijing."

“Ah…I see.”

Yu Hao nodded, his expression suddenly withered, "Okay then."

He forced a smile, exchanged a few pleasantries, then picked up the wooden shovel and went back to work.

Fu Jingyou looked at his back, which looked a little older than his age, and called out to him:
"Yu Zhiqing, I also know a little about the situation in the city. If there is anything you want to know, you can come to the He family to find me later when you are not busy."

"well."

Yu Hao nodded repeatedly, his smile sincere but also haggard and tired.

He said goodbye and left. Fu Jingyou didn't linger on him for too long. He took the key and went up the steps to open the door.

With a "Gedden" sound, the lock had just been pulled out of the door knocker when a soft voice calling "Dad" suddenly came from not far behind.

Fu Jingyou turned back subconsciously.

Aunt Zaohua from the team was walking towards the threshing ground, carrying a basket in one hand and holding a half-grown girl in the other.

The little girl shouted "Dad", broke free from Zaohua's mother's hand, and ran tremblingly to the threshing ground first.

At the same time, Yu Hao, who was busy winnowing the grain, put down the wooden shovel, bent down and picked up the little girl:
"Huijuan, it's so hot, why are you here? Huh?"

"My mother-in-law brings food to my father, so I want to bring food to him too."

"So good." Yu Hao touched the little girl, wiped her sweat, put her down and stood up:
"mother."

Zaohua's mother nodded, handed him the basket, and asked him to find a shady place to sit down and eat.

"..."

Fu Jingyou frowned and raised his eyebrows, with a look of confusion and surprise in his eyes.

Is there something wrong with his memory?

Why does Yu Hao call Zaohua Niang "Mom"?

Wasn’t it Xu Yao who married Zaohua?

When did you have such a big child?
Fu Jingyou suppressed his doubts and did not say anything.

He looked inside every room of the house, then opened the back door and looked at the backyard.

He Hongjin and Chen Guifen should come here occasionally.

Although the house smelled a bit musty and was a bit dusty, the opening under the jujube tree in front and the backyard were still clean and tidy.

There are weeds, but it's not as desolate as it was the last time I came back. Even bamboo can grow in the backyard.

Since no one lived here, Fu Jingyou didn't plan to go to the trouble of cleaning up. He opened all the windows for ventilation, locked the door, and went back to the He family.

When we arrived at He's house, He Hongjin had already gotten out of the field.

Chen Guifen was still at home, but she was not idle either.

She took out several bags of lotus root powder, newly harvested green beans, etc. in small linen bags.

Fu Jingyou knew what was going on as soon as he entered the room.

"I haven't finished eating the ones I sent to you last time. Aunt, please don't mess with these. I won't take them anyway. If I take them, they will be wasted."

"You have so many people who can ruin things, but your uncle and I are the only ones feeding our family, so wouldn't it be easier to ruin things?"

Chen Guifen glanced at him and continued to make preparations, preparing to take them with him when he left:

"Don't talk nonsense. We have these at home. They are not rare. You can take them to Miao girl and your in-laws and mother-in-law to have a taste. New green beans are delicious when used to make soup or steam rice."

"..."

Fu Jingyou hesitated to speak.

Knowing that he couldn't convince Chen Guifen, he stopped talking.

Fu Jingyou picked up the teapot and poured a jar of water. He sat on the small stool at the door and drank it slowly, and casually asked about the situation between Yu Hao and Zao Hua.

You don’t know until you ask, and once you ask it really subverts your whole view.

Xu Yao ran away.

He abandoned his wife and children and ran away.

Having failed the college entrance examination twice before, Xu Yao went crazy.

Especially since all the educated youth in the same team received admission notices except Xu Yao, Xu Yao became even more crazy.

Fearing that he would be trapped alone in this poor little mountain village, Xu Yao resorted to a dirty trick.

When he failed to steal the admission notice of a male educated youth in the same team, he hid it from Zaohua's mother and tricked Zaohua into getting a divorce.

By the time Zaohua's mother found out what had happened, the person had already run away.

This incident caused a stir at the time, and He Hongjin reported it to the brigade and the commune, and the county also called the police.

However, no record of Xu Yao buying tickets was found at the station.

Since we couldn't find this person, everyone was just guessing.

It is said that Xu Yao may have fled from Yanji, following those cargo ships traveling north and south. (End of this chapter)