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

Chapter 1043 Fire Prevention and Theft Prevention
"mom!"

Kashiwakawa climbed up the stairs outside the terrace.

The little guy leaned against the window and looked inside, his cute little fat face was squeezed out of shape:
"What is mom doing?"

Lu Miao was afraid that this little bad guy would come and cause trouble.

He quickly packed up everything and put the mortar and stone mortar in the cupboard above the shoe cabinet.

After picking up all the fragile things that could easily hurt the child, Lu Miao turned around, opened the screen door on the terrace, and let the carefree and laughing boy into the house.

"Where did you go now? Where did the spider web on your head come from?"

"Hey, Mommy, give me a hug!"

"What are you hugging? Look how dirty you are!"

After the period of being a novice mother and father, Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou did not treat Baichuan as cautiously as they treated Mingyi and Mingxia before.

Sometimes it can even be described as crude and crude.
Just like now.

Lu Miao glanced at Bai Chuan's black little hands, his face turned stern in an instant, and he took Bai Chuan's arm and carried him to the bathroom sink.

Baichuan was a cautious person, and although he noticed that his mother had become serious, he didn't take it too seriously.

While his mother was holding his little hand and washing it, Baichuan's other free hand was splashing around in the sink with soap.

Children's thinking is always wild and imaginative.

Baichuan tilted his head back to look at his mother, laughing happily:

"Mom, I can't catch it!? The soap is slippery like a little fish. Look, mom, the soap fish has swum away~!"

The cute little appearance always makes people laugh.

Lu Miao took off the towel and washed his face, then kissed his chubby face and said:

"Yes, like a small fish~!"

I took Baichuan to lie on the small sofa and play for a while.

Lu Miao took out the toys and let Bai Chuan play with them by himself, while she turned the pages of a book beside him.

When the child's father came back after buying the train ticket, she handed the little rascal to the father and asked him to take the little one downstairs to play.

She continued with her previous work...

Cochineal pigment is soluble in water.

Lu Miao poured the ground powder into a large beaker.

Add water and mix, the convenient insect pink pigment can be fully dissolved in the water.

Then slowly pass the thick dark red liquid through a fine sieve to remove undissolved impurities, insect residues and other solid matter in the liquid.

Then fix the beaker on the stand and light an alcohol lamp at the bottom to heat and boil.

In order to prevent the bottom of the beaker from getting sticky, Lu Miao kept an eye on it.

Stir it from time to time.

Lu Miao closed the lid of the alcohol lamp only after the liquid was concentrated and excess water evaporated, and the beaker gradually became viscous.

While waiting for the temperature in the beaker to dissipate, Lu Miao had already begun to slowly collect things.

Fu Jingyou came in from the terrace, saw it and asked:
"Is this good?"

"How can it be that fast? We have only completed less than half of the steps."

Lu Miao glanced at him, his bright lychee eyes flickering, and asked with a small idea in mind:

"You have nothing else to do?"

Fu Jingyou nodded and took out the ticket and gave it to her:
"The garden is almost ready. Yangyang has asked Wang Xiu and Xiangcao to look after it."

Wang Xiu and Xiangcao have only been here for a short time, so Fu Jingyou is not so reassured to let them take Baichuan out to play.

But at home, it’s nothing.

Lu Miao nodded, hooked his finger at him, and coaxed him over to assign him a task.

She originally wanted to clean up and wait two days to see what happened to the color powder that had just been filtered through water before deciding on the follow-up arrangements.

Now that we have free labor, it’s a different story.

Lu Miao pushed all the cochineal in cans to Fu Jingyou and asked him to grind them out. Fu Jingyou was meticulous, and he was even more meticulous when it came to her affairs.

She said she wanted it ground into fine powder, and Fu Jingyou, a strong and tall man, sat next to her at the end of the coffee table.

Holding the small stone mortar in his hand, he ground it as hard as if it were an embroidery needle.

The six round-trip sleeper tickets were all for one car workshop. Lu Miao took a look at them and put them away.

Lu Miao was afraid that the fan would blow the cochineal powder everywhere, so he never turned on the electric fan next to him.

Turning around, Lu Miao chuckled softly as he saw Fu Jingyou tinkering with great enthusiasm and sweating profusely.

While he was busy working, she took a palm-leaf fan and sat beside him, fanning him gently.

Fu Jingyou looked at her and said:

"I'm not hot."

Lu Miao smiled and nodded:

"I know you're not hot, I'm just fanning my bug powder."

Fu Jingyou shook his head helplessly and lovingly, knowing that he couldn't get around her, so he had to lower his head and continue working.

Fu Jingyou is thoughtful and works carefully and efficiently.

With his joining, Lu Miao seemed to have divine help.

By the evening, a large can of cochineal scabs had been initially filtered.

Lu Miao took out a few pieces of wax paper and spread the thick insect powder on them in varying thicknesses.

Lu Miao went downstairs to the garden and picked up a few stones. He then used the edge of the oil paper to press the insect powder to dry outside the windowsill of the room.

After taking two steps back and taking a look, Lu Miao nodded with satisfaction.

The next step is to wait for the paste to dry at low temperature, and then deal with it carefully depending on the situation...

Thinking of something, Lu Miao turned around and said:
"Yangyang always climbs up the stairs outside. It's okay for children to be noisy by nature, but he is so small. What if he falls down without being watched? You can think of a way to build a small door or something at the bottom of the stairs to prevent him from running up every day."

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou thought for a moment and nodded:

"That's easy to say."

We originally lived in Qingta Hutong when our eldest and second son were still young.

At that time, Fu Jingyou was afraid that the two children would fall into the toilet pit out of ignorance, so he installed a small door on the toilet.

The small door was waist-high and had a bolt on the inside.

An adult can open it by putting their arm in, but a child cannot reach it.

Just install another one that is the same as that one.

Beware of fire, theft and Baichuan. As Fu Jingyou was talking, he stood up and went to find a tape measure to measure the dimensions.

After Lu Miao cleaned up the coffee table in the second-floor living room, he followed him downstairs.

Many door panels were removed when the house was renovated.

Fu Jingyou walked around the house with the sound of ding-dongs, selecting usable wood to nail together a small door.

In order to prevent the child from getting hurt again, Lu Miao called Xu Xiangcao and took Bai Chuan to the small vegetable garden at the back to water the tender sprouts.

In just two or three days, parasols, tables and chairs were placed on the terrace.

A small door is also installed on the outer staircase, and the small outdoor viewing tea room below is also furnished with rattan tables and chairs.

Lu Miao bought a few beautiful flower vases.

During this period, I went back to Qingta Hutong and broke off a lot of gardenia branches and brought them back for cuttings.

There are two in the main hall of the courtyard on the first floor.

Place one in each study room.

There is also one placed on the table in the small tea room with a view.

Although it is just simple green leaves and no flower buds.

But looking at the texture of the vase, and against the backdrop of this Chinese-style courtyard, a quick glance inside and outside the house also makes it appear quite interesting.