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

Not many people make phone calls in small towns.

Even fewer make long-distance calls.

Fu Jingyou stood there holding the microphone. The comrades working nearby and those who came to do business were all looking at him.

He couldn't say anything too private and intimate, so he could only mobilize his emotions like an old cadre and said in a serious tone:

"Hey, it's me."

"Well, I know it's you."

In contrast, Lu Miao's voice was much lighter:

"How are your uncle and aunt? Why are you calling at this time? Are you coming back or something?"

"No, everything is fine here in my hometown, don't worry... I called because I have something to discuss with you."

"Ok?"

Fu Jingyou summarized his words and gave a general account of the situation.

In the Jingbei Post Office, Lu Miao was holding the microphone. After hearing what he said, he was a little confused.

Not only had Fu Jingyou never thought about changing the child's surname and registering him/her, Lu Miao had never thought about it in the past either.

You can take your father's surname or your mother's surname.

But there is no need to single it out.

As if to prove something, they demand which one takes the father's surname and which one takes the mother's surname.

Besides, there is no throne to inherit in the family, so why make things so complicated?
However, after hearing Fu Jingyou's explanation, Lu Miao felt it was very reasonable.

Most of her ideas were formed through a more enlightened education in the future.

She can act according to her own ideas, but she cannot force others to have the same ideas as her.

Put yourself in their shoes, maybe under traditional thinking, her father and aunt really care about this matter, just as the child’s father said?
"I'll go back and ask later, but by the way, do you have any objections to this matter?"

After all, Fu Jingyou was born and raised in this era.

Fu Jingyou laughed softly and asked her:

"What else do I need to think? Just because the last name is changed, does that mean the son is no longer my son?"

"Then who knows?"

Lu Miao laughed and joked:

"Who knows, my dad might let the kids call you uncle or uncle?"

"That won't work."

Fu Jingyou suddenly became serious and said firmly:
"You can give him the surname Lu. If Dad insists, you can register him in the Lu family, but I must be the biological and nominal father of the child."

It can be understood that the child has two names.

No matter where your household registration is, the only difference is your name, everything else remains unchanged.

It’s too complicated and it will be difficult to explain in the future.

Moreover, what if the child grows up and becomes rebellious and thinks things in a wrong way?

What if they misinterpret the situation and create a fictitious father and mother, and end up becoming estranged from them?
That wasn't what he wanted to see.

His intention was to have the best of both worlds.

"Okay, I know about this."

Lu Miao nodded while holding the microphone, and carefully instructed him:

"The eldest and second children need to go to school, so we need to arrange their arrangements first. Yang won't be used for the time being, so we can put it aside for now... I'll go back and see what Dad says, and we'll discuss it in detail when you come back."

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou responded in a low voice.

The microphone was silent for a short time, and neither of them spoke.

Afraid that his wife would hang up the phone, Fu Jingyou thought about asking how things were at home.

Before he could open his mouth, his wife's soft and gentle voice came from the other end of the microphone:
"When will you be back?"

"I'm not rushing you, I'm just asking... Just focus on handling things over there and stay with your uncle and aunt for a few more days. Everything is fine in Jingbei."

"Ah."

Knowing that she was also thinking about him, Fu Jingyou's lips curled up slightly.

"I'll be back in a week at most. Take good care of the children and yourself, and don't let me worry."

"I know, then..."

Lu Miao asked in a low voice: "Then I'll hang up?" Fu Jingyou knocked on the wall, holding the phone and glancing to the side.

Those who were looking at him while he was talking on the phone pretended nothing happened and turned their eyes away.

He withdrew his gaze, and spoke in a low and tender voice, slowly speaking each sentence, as if whispering a long series of words:

"I miss you, all the time, every second, every minute, every hour, every day."

Lu Miao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud:
"Very good. Your English has improved again."

Fu Jingyou had a gentle expression and listened to her laugh quietly.

Lu Miao quickly calmed down his laughter, his eyebrows curved, and he added gently but carefully:
"Me too."

what is it then?

Of course I miss him.

Fu Jingyou's expression softened, and the other end of the phone said:

"And so you go home."

"it is good."

He nodded slightly and hung up the phone.

"Long-distance calls are expensive. They cost only 30 cents."

Fu Jingyou reached into his pocket and handed the man fifty cents. After getting the change, he got on his bike.

With the children's birth certificates in hand, I started to get down to business.

A small place has its advantages.

When he was in northern Beijing, Fu Jingyou had inquired about the procedures for handling household registration.

There are more requirements in big cities. The older the child is, the more supporting documents you need to present.

And there may be problems at every stage.

To sum up: it is difficult to finish something in a short time.

It was different here in my hometown. We gave the child’s birth certificate, along with the parents’ marriage certificate, and explained the specific situation, and the procedures were completed quickly.

However, the information needs to be stored in the database, and the child’s household registration page will not be available that quickly, so we have to wait a month.

Fu Jingyou definitely wouldn't be able to stay in his hometown for more than a month, so he told him the general situation.

The relevant department asked him to leave his address information and deposit five cents.

The five cents mainly covers stamps and envelopes. When you get the household registration leaflets, we will help you mail them to you.

Fu Jingyou thanked him quickly and wrote a note to pay the money.

The issue of the child’s household registration came to a temporary end, and Fu Jingyou pushed his bicycle to the county department store again.

I bought some food, nutritional supplements and daily necessities.

On the way back, when the bicycle rushed into the production team's territory, it happened to hit the setting sun that filled half the sky.

The shadows of Fu Jingyou and the bicycle were stretched out in the opposite direction...

After buying a bunch of things and bringing them home, I can’t avoid being nagged by my uncle and aunt.

But it doesn’t matter.

As early as when he was in northern Beijing, in order to "protect" his wife, Fu Jingyou had already developed a thick skin in front of Tang Mei.

He Hongjin and Chen Guifen were standing in the yard chatting about their affairs.

He was busy at the big table in the room, and the two sides did not interfere with each other.

Since Yu Hao didn't come over, Fu Jingyou thought about taking the initiative to look for him.

It's not nice to go to someone's house empty-handed.

Fu Jingyou put some milk powder and malted milk in it.

After dinner, the village gradually fell into silence, only the threshing grounds on both sides were still bustling.

Fu Jingyou informed Chen Guifen and He Hongjin, then packed his things and left without telling anyone.

There was a kerosene lamp on in Zaohua's house, but Zaohua's mother had already gone to bed with the children.

Zaohua is not in good spirits and can't take care of herself.

Yu Hao had just finished dinner and had given her some water for a bath.

When Fu Jingyou arrived, Zaohua had just finished taking a bath.

She sat on a long bench in the main room, letting Yu Hao comb and tie her hair. (End of this chapter)