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

There is a lot of work to do in the fields this season.

All the young and strong laborers went to work in the fields.

Most of those busy in the orchard are weak laborers who are old or have certain physical disabilities.

Lu Miao mixed in with them and sometimes helped out to the best of his ability.

Sometimes I would take my camera with me on a whim and take a few pictures of the fruit trees or busy people.

The garden is cleaned regularly to prevent weeds from competing with fruit trees for nutrients, so there is no danger.

Normally, Lu Miao would just let Bai Chuan run around and play.

Baichuan is naughty. He always catches a bug here and pokes an ant nest there.

He did not eat the washed peaches and plums he brought. Instead, when he occasionally encountered a branch bent by the fruits, he would stand on tiptoe, stretch his neck, and look for the fruits to eat one by one.

That little mouth is even more powerful than those of tits.

Lu Miao felt embarrassed from time to time.

He picked the fruit with the small tooth marks, declined despite everyone's teasing, and paid the villagers several cents as compensation.

The boy is naughty and fierce when he is awake, but very obedient when he is asleep.

Lu Miao put a coat in the basket under the shade of the tree and put Bai Chuan in it. Bai Chuan could sleep peacefully for two or three hours...

Time passed slowly and soon it was early July.

The watermelons that He Hongjin had previously not allowed to be picked in the corner of the vegetable field have also entered the picking period.

Lu Miao dislikes the heavy dew in the morning and doesn't like to go out.

It always goes there at noon or in the afternoon when the sun is about to set.

Of course, every time there are always two "tails" behind him, one big and one small.

But when it comes to watermelon, Lu Miao thinks of Shi An.

Shi An doesn’t eat watermelon, but counting the days, the middle of the month is Shi An’s birthday.

Lu Miao pretended to be an expert at selecting watermelons and picked a watermelon and handed it to Fu Jingyou.

In the more than one month since she came back, she brought up the topic of her return date for the first time:
"Shi An's birthday is in the middle of the month. Should we go back before then? Or should we stay for a while longer?"

Fu Jingyou took the watermelon and patted it. It felt a little raw, so he patted the watermelons along the vine and picked another one.

He held a melon in each hand, raised his chin, and walked in front of his wife and children, saying:
"You've been here for a while. Do you want to go back? If you want to go back, you can buy a ticket anytime."

"Um……"

Lu Miao nodded, and after a little consideration, he said:
"Let's go back. We have been waiting for so long and don't know what is going on in the factory yard. Besides, I want to do some experiments as soon as possible to see if those cochineal scabs can still be used..."

Speaking of this, Lu Miao thought about it for a moment and suddenly realized that there were still quite a lot of times in the last two months.

First, the children are going to have summer vacation.

The second is the yard on the South Street.

After so long, the paint smell should have dissipated...

This time when I go back, I also have to consider moving.

I'm going to attend Geng Xiaoyun's wedding in August. Gu Ying should be giving birth around the same time, and there will be a full-month banquet then...

Lu Miao knows a lot of people, but his social circle is really small.

But even in such a small circle, there are still a lot of things to happen.

She sighed slightly, and Fu Jingyou responded:

"I'll talk to my uncle and aunt tonight, and I'll go to the county to check the tickets tomorrow."

Lu Miao nodded, but turned back to look at him and said:
"You don't have to be in such a hurry to leave. You can plan your trip and it won't matter if you stay a few more days."

"Well, let's go check tomorrow. We may not be able to buy a last-minute ticket."

"it is good."

The couple reached a consensus and walked back while taking the child for a walk.

It sounded good at first, but after dinner, in the dim light of the evening, when Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin were threshing rice in the threshing ground beside the house, they heard the clanging sound of a bicycle approaching quickly from a distance.

Turning back to look, it turned out to be Hu Zhiyuan coming over. "Little Brother Fu!"

When Hu Zhiyuan saw Fu Jingyou, he started shouting from a distance.

Fu Jingyou dusted himself off, stepped out of the threshing floor and asked:

"What's wrong? Why are you here at this time?"

Hu Zhiyuan jumped off his bicycle at the bottom of the slope with a dry throat.

After setting up his bicycle casually, he took out an envelope from his bag and panted:

"I should have come here this afternoon, but I was delayed until now because I was waiting for this telegram! Where's Xiaobao? Brother Xiaofu, notify Jingbei to return quickly!"

He Hongjin heard the noise and hurriedly dropped the rice ears in his hand and walked over:
"What's the news from Jingbei? Xiaoliu, did something happen?"

Fu Jingyou frowned slightly and shook his head.

While Lu Miao was taking a shower in the room, he took out the telegram from the envelope and looked at it.

Not only is telegram charging by word, but the number of words is also linked to transmission efficiency and accuracy.

Therefore, when sending a telegram, it is generally required to refine the content and simplify it again and again.

This telegram sent from Beijing North contained only two lines and five words:

Comrade Yu.

Come back soon.

This telegram was translated by comrades in the county.

Others may not understand it, but Fu Jingyou can figure out the whole story at a glance.

Yu Hong was Lu Miao's assistant at the British Press.

After Lu Miao resigned, Yu Hong often came to his home to deliver news.

If they are asked to go back quickly now, it must be because the British News Agency has sent news that Lu Miao will be reinstated...

Hu Zhiyuan panted for a long time, then calmed down a little and said:

"I received a call this afternoon. I guess there's something special going on in Beijing North. Uncle Lu didn't want to say it directly, and he was also worried that I wouldn't be able to pass on the message, so he asked me to wait until this telegram arrives before coming over."

Hu Zhiyuan took a breath, scratched his head and asked:
"Little Brother Fu, what happened? Is it serious?"

The telegram envelope is ready.

Hu Zhiyuan definitely didn't mean to read the contents of the telegram, but he only took a glance at it...

In short, Hu Zhiyuan saw it, but didn't understand its meaning at all.

Fu Jingyou shook his head slightly, put the telegram back into the envelope and said:
"Nothing, it's just that Miaomiao may have new arrangements at work."

"what?"

Hu Zhiyuan was a little confused.

Didn't you say you all resigned?

How come there are any new work arrangements?

Fu Jingyou didn't look at him again, but looked at He Hongjin.

"uncle."

As Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin walked toward the door of their home, they said:

"Miaomiao and I originally agreed to stay in our hometown for a few more days, but now it seems we have to leave in the next two days."

He Hongjin frowned, and nodded with a worried look on his face:

"Is it really about work, or something else? Does it matter?"

"It's work."

Fu Jingyou handed him the telegram and asked him to give it to Lu Miao later:

"Didn't I tell you last time? Miaomiao's superiors have been working on this matter, and they should let her go back now that there is some progress... When Miaomiao comes out later, tell her to pack her things. I'll go to the county to check the train tickets first." (End of this chapter)