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

"After this, don't do it again. My family is worried all day long, afraid that something might happen..."

Tang Mei recited this at home.

Lu Miao frowned slightly after hearing this.

The child’s father has now found his advantage and has just started to support his family.

It's not something that can be stopped just because she tells you to.

Moreover, wealth and honor are achieved through risk. Which industry doesn’t have moments of anxiety?
Lu Miao was already worried about Fu Jingyou's trip.

What Tang Mei said was something she didn't want to hear, and she became more worried and unhappy.

The elders meant well by saying these words, and Lu Miao didn't want to hurt Tang Mei's feelings by saying too much, so he simply frowned and went back to his room.

……

Ever since Heipi Lao Si knew someone was watching him, after he sold the goods that day, he didn't go to the black market again for several days.

Just waiting to meet Fu Jingyou on Tuesday.

Even if someone is watching him, they can't watch him twenty-four hours a day.

What's more, he and Fu Jingyou had agreed to meet at night.

The transaction went quite smoothly. Fu Jingyou came back around nine o'clock and brought back more than seven hundred and sixty yuan.

He divided the money into two portions and handed them to Lu Miao, emphasizing three of them:
"These are small things. Most of the female comrades who buy these things are older. The hair bands are pretty and the small hairpins are a bit fancy. They don't fit them well, so they don't buy much."

Lu Miao nodded, took the account book and handed it to him for reconciliation, and then asked:
"Didn't I bring those hairpins back to you? It's the same if I bring them to school."

Maybe someone has already discovered the quality problems of the hair bands that sell for eight cents.

Lu Miao was in school these two days, and many more people came to inquire about what they wanted.

Fu Jingyou shook his head:
"He said it can be sold, just slowly, so he will keep it and sell it later... He also said that if you have time, you can give him the hairbands you make later, but forget about the hairpins, he doesn't want them for now."

Lu Miao nodded.

This is a very straightforward statement, but it can be basically confirmed that her small workshop can be put on the agenda.

Fu Jingyou put down the account book, went outside to eat the meal left for him, fetched water and washed up before coming back in to sit on the kang.

He was leaning on the small table on the kang to do the accounting, while Lu Miao was sitting opposite him, also planning and pondering.

When I have time, I'll find Mei Zi and ask her if she's willing.

If Mei Zi was willing, she would teach her how to do it.

Then I found a bright place in the main room to put down the sewing machine.

When she is not at home, Mei Zi can come over and use it directly when she is free.

Ok……

When the time comes, I will pay Mei Zi according to the number.

While Lu Miao was thinking about these things, Fu Jingyou suddenly said:

"Not bad. This trip to Guangzhou was not in vain."

"Ok?"

Lu Miao looked up blankly.

Fu Jingyou smiled and handed the account book to her, asking her to look at the total number under the grid.

"One thousand three hundred and fifty-six?"

Fu Jingyou nodded: "This is the pure profit after deducting the cost."

The profits basically come from the fabrics.

Originally, there could be more, but the main shortcoming was the ready-made clothes and leather shoes that Lu Miao didn't like.

Fu Jingyou bought it to make her happy.

She doesn't like it, so Fu Jingyou is useless to her.

Considering that the young girls didn't have much money, Fu Jingyou only added one or two dollars to the original price and gave all the things to the dark-skinned fourth brother.

I originally thought it would be difficult to sell, but it turned out to be surprisingly easy to sell.

Especially leather shoes and sandals. The clothes are relatively fancy and many girls like them.

But there are no people wearing that on the street. Although they like it, not many people dare to buy it.

When they met in the evening, the dark-skinned Fourth Brother emphasized that he should bring back more leather shoes if he had the chance.

Fu Jingyou kept it all in mind.

Thinking about these things, Fu Jingyou hooked his wife's slender finger across the table:
"Other girls like those shoes, why don't you like them? What kind do you like? I'll buy them for you next time I go there."

"I don't have the one I like yet, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to wear it. I'll wait until I have the baby."

Fu Jingyou put away the account book, removed the small table, leaned over her thighs and looked at her:
"Tell me about it. The shoes won't go bad. Besides, tell me what you want, okay?"

He works hard to make money so that his wife and children can have enough food and clothing and can buy whatever they want.

Lu Miao inserted his slender fingers into his hair and stroked it gently, then he let out a long “hmm” and thought carefully:

"I like shoes with a little heel, the part below the heel."

Lu Miao gestured to him and explained:
"Those shoes make you look elegant and flattering, and they even have a special name: high heels."

The high heels seemed too avant-garde, and Lu Miao was not sure if they were available at this time.

Anyway, she had never seen it in northern Beijing.

Fu Jingyou nodded slightly and listened to her continue:
"As for fabric, you can buy some in nice colors, the kind that are tender and fresh. Don't buy anything too expensive, but not too thin. I'll use it to make hair ties, so I don't need too much."

Although it seems a bit extravagant to use a whole foot or meter of cloth to make a hairband, a hairband can be sold for 0.1 to 0.12 cents.

The cloth, which costs 30 to 50 cents per meter, can be cut into small pieces to make 30 to 35 hairbands as thick as a little finger.

Small wide pleated hair bands, can make twelve to fifteen pieces.

If she wanted to make the big, wide pleats with floral patterns that she liked, she would have to remove half a foot of fabric for one hairband.

One meter of fabric can only make six.

I have made two before, but they are still a bit exaggerated at this stage.

Lu Miao never had the chance to use...

The ones I sold to my classmates were also as thick as a thumb and had small wide pleats.

Otherwise, they won’t even be able to cover the costs, let alone make a little profit.

Anyway, if you only make hair ties, the cash income will definitely be good.

Making hair bands requires a lot of consumables, so the income will be much less if sold at the same price, but there is still a small profit.

Lu Miao had thought that there was something wrong when he made the initial quotation.

Hair ties should be priced separately to distinguish them from hairpins and hair ties.

That way the profit can be more substantial and it won't be a wasted effort.

She thought with a sigh, and Fu Jingyou said:
"I asked you what you wanted, why do you keep thinking about something else?"

"I can't wear those clothes because of my big belly, and now my feet are swollen, so I can't wear my usual shoe size."

Lu Miao rolled his eyes at him and pinched his ear:
"You're still asking, you keep asking, you're really trying to make things difficult for me!? You have to remember the suffering I went through during my pregnancy, and you have to treat me well for the rest of your life, do you hear me?"

Fu Jingyou met her eyes as she looked down at him and was stunned.

He thought he had done everything comprehensively, but now it seemed that he had done nothing.

"Thank you, my wife."

He sat up and gave Lu Miao a tight bear hug.

Maybe my wife doesn’t really dislike those clothes and shoes.

But during this special period, the body feels uncomfortable all over and one cannot feel happy.

Therefore, it is very likely that it is just as my wife said, that I feel upset when I see it.

Thinking of this, Fu Jingyou felt depressed and started to feel blocked.

It's his fault that he didn't think of it earlier. (End of this chapter)