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

Chapter 1275 Cannot Feel
Lu Miao didn't open the box until before going to bed at night.

There were two suitcases. One was mainly filled with changes of clothes that Tang Mei had brought for her family of three.

The other box contained cigarettes, alcohol, tea, milk powder, and malted milk powder.

Some snacks that children like, such as White Rabbit milk candy and shrimp crisps, are also available.

During the inventory, Lu Miao also found Maltesers inside.

Lu Miao tore open the packaging, popped one directly into her mouth, and found it rather unusual.

She had never seen this sold anywhere before when she was in northern Beijing.

It seems that with the economic development in the past two years, there have been more new factories of all kinds.

"Mom, I want one too!"

Bai Chuan was lying on the bed with his butt sticking out. When he saw his mother putting something in her mouth, he quickly sat up as well.

Lu Miao put away the Maltesers packaging and said:

"I just brushed my teeth, I'm not eating now, I'll eat tomorrow."

Bai Chuan said:
"But Mom just brushed her teeth!"

"..."

Lu Miao gave him a reproachful glare, then quickly smiled and popped one into his mouth, before giving one to herself.
"Eat one, and then rinse your mouth with Mom in a bit!"

As Lu Miao sipped the sweet chocolate candy and put away the packaging, Fu Jingyou, who was tidying up at the foot of the bed, also popped one into his mouth.

Fu Jingyou glanced at her with amusement.

That's bad, I'll have to rinse my mouth again in a bit.

Holding her son in her arms and leaning against her husband, Lu Miao was in a better mood than ever before, and she became more talkative as well.

"Tomorrow, give your uncle and aunt a bottle of cigarettes and alcohol, and another bottle to your second sister-in-law. Her sister-in-law sent some things before, and we should return the favor. We'll keep just a bottle of wine and a few packs of cigarettes for ourselves to deal with the guests. As for snacks, let's save them for the kids!"

Fu Jingyou put his arms around her and the child, and gently patted Bai Chuan on the back.

"it is good."

Lu Miao thought for a moment, then said:
"The lotus root shoots that Uncle made last time were really delicious. Are they easy to make? I want Dad to try them too."

Fu Jingyou nodded:
"Easy. I'll take some back with me when I collect the traps tomorrow."

"Ok!"

When Fu Jingyou set the traps in the afternoon, he actually set off a few more than usual.

My plan is to have two more decent dishes on the table when my father-in-law comes over tomorrow.

The couple had their own plans, but when the next day came, only Hu Zhiyuan came.

Hu Zhiyuan said that Lu Yuanzheng had left and handed an envelope to Lu Miao.

Lu Miao initially thought it was a letter, but when he opened it and took it out, he found two hundred-yuan bills.

It is a new set of the fourth series of RMB banknotes that was issued not long ago.

Lu Miao put the money back into the envelope, slowly sat down in the chair, and said:

“I shouldn’t have stopped you yesterday… I should have kept him here. He came all this way and didn’t even get a proper rest.”

Lu Miao felt empty inside, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Hu Zhiyuan quickly said:
"Sister, your uncle holds an important position. Perhaps there are still some matters in Beijing that he needs to go back to handle? Please don't overthink it; your health is the most important thing!"

It would be better not to say anything at all.

Fu Jingyou rolled his eyes at Hu Zhiyuan.

I just rolled my eyes at them.

Hu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, gave an awkward laugh, and remained silent.

Fu Jingyou half-embraced Lu Miao:
“Dad came here in person to see how you were doing. I was relieved to see that you were alright before I left. Listen to Hu Zhiyuan, don’t cry all the time, or you’ll make things worse and keep Dad and Auntie worrying back in Beijing.”

Lu Miao sniffed and hummed in agreement, then looked up at him and asked, as if remembering something:

What did Dad say to you yesterday while he was sitting here? Did he come over for something else?

Fu Jingyou was afraid that if she knew those things, she would overthink and be unable to rest peacefully, so he denied it, saying:
"No. You know Dad's personality; he doesn't like to trouble others easily, and he doesn't trust others to take care of the children, so he came here himself."

Lu Miao nodded slightly, believing what he said.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Hu Zhiyuan smiled and said:
"That's right! You just need to relax and get better, and don't think about anything else! Once you're fully recovered, you can do whatever you want, isn't that great?" Lu Miao nodded again, unable to hold back her laughter at their comforting tone, which sounded like they were coaxing a child.

……

Normally, Lu Miao would only take a few steps in front of the door or in the backyard, and rarely went out.

Things will be different when Bai Chuan comes back.

When it wasn't too hot in the mornings and evenings, Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou would always take the children for a stroll in the threshing ground in front of their house.

Or take a walk along the path behind the house towards the lake.

It's good to have a child around.

Not only is Lu Miao's situation much better.

Lately, He Hongjin and Chen Guifen, who used to sigh constantly, have started to smile more often.

Occasionally, they can find some free time to come over and sit for a while.

When I'm really too busy, I'll take a detour and pass by the door.

However, this warm and busy period did not last long.

Because Lu Miao encountered a new situation.

One afternoon in early August.

The entire Dahe Village was enveloped in the fresh scents of rice straw and fruit.

In the morning, Fu Jingyou took Minjie, Minrui, Baichuan and other children to help deliver peaches and plums from the village to the agricultural and food markets in the town and county.

When he returned at noon, he casually picked a handful of foxtail grass on the road and made some little trinkets for the children to play with.

When Lu Miao saw the little fox he had made, he couldn't help but feel a few emotions as he recalled the past.

She asked him for a few foxtail grasses and, just like before, tied them into the little hearts she had tied in the past.

At that time, they were walking on a country road, with flowers and grass on both sides.

She could simply pick a small flower and pin it below the heart to cover up any imperfections.

Since she was at home and there were no flowers or plants around, Lu Miao beckoned to the children to break off a bamboo branch for her.

She took a small bunch of bamboo leaves and tucked them below the heart to cover up the imperfections. Then, with a smile, she handed the woven little trinket to Fu Jingyou.

She sat on a reclining chair, and Fu Jingyou moved a small stool and sat beside her.

He held the little trinkets she had made in one hand and her hand in the other, praising her for how well she had made them with tenderness and affection.

The wind rustled in the backyard, and the bamboo shadows swayed gently, creating a tranquil and beautiful atmosphere.

In the afternoon, Lu Miao wanted to take a nap, but Fu Jingyou said he would get her some water and tell her to take her medicine before sleeping.

But in the short time it took Fu Jingyou to get up to pour water, he didn't even get the water poured.

He only stepped one foot across the threshold of the kitchen back door.

A soft "snap" sounded behind me, a sound like a string snapping in my heart.

As if sensing something, Fu Jingyou felt uneasy and quickly turned around.

Lu Miao's arms slumped limply to one side of the recliner, the palm-leaf fan she had been holding falling to the ground.

I can't quite describe how I felt at that moment.

Fu Jingyou slammed the enamel mug in his hand to the ground with a clatter, and then rushed back.

"Miao Miao? Miao Miao? Miao Miao!"

He didn't dare speak too loudly.

But soon, the hand movements changed from touching to gently shaking, and then to increasing the force.

Sunlight slanted in the backyard, and the bamboo shadows swayed at my feet.

But the person who had just spoken to you in a gentle voice suddenly became impossible to wake up.

Moreover, Fu Jingyou discovered...

he looks like……

—I can no longer feel her warmth.