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

Chapter 671: Can't Be With Him
Hu Yinglai's eyes widened in surprise.

"Keep your voice down."

Fu Jingyou pushed him and walked towards the desk first.

It was a family matter, and he didn't want to publicize it at school.

"Oh, oh oh!"

Hu Yinglai quickly covered her mouth, followed him and asked excitedly:

"Boy or girl? You can do it, kid. Do you want to have a full-month banquet? Let's make it clear first. I want to go over and have a seat at the banquet then!"

Fu Jingyou nodded, groping in the desk drawer, and said:

"Boy, do it. I'll call you over when the time comes."

Hu Yinglai was happy.

I was smiling happily for Fu Jingyou.

Fu Jingyou promised to treat him to a full-month banquet, which showed that he treated him as a serious friend, and he was genuinely happy about it.

"How is Mr. Lu? Is he okay?"

"Fortunately."

Fu Jingyou had other things to do, so he found a key in the drawer and stopped arguing with Hu Yinglai.

He casually responded by saying that he would take another day off and would come to class tomorrow, then he took the key and left the classroom.

The key was given by Teacher Zhuang.

For experimental activities in school classes, all equipment is taken from the corresponding course equipment room.

Mr. Zhuang is the physics teacher and he has a separate key.

There are two keys in total, and Teacher Zhuang has one.

The other one was given to Fu Jingyou because he was good at research.

Fu Jingyou found it troublesome to move the mold materials sent by the research branch back and forth.

So except for occasionally taking a few things home, he put the rest in boxes, put his name on them, and placed them in the corner of the physics equipment room.

He took the key and went to the physics equipment room, found the box, brushed off the dust on the surface, took out a notebook from his bag and looked at it.

Finally, put the notebook into the box and simply tie it up with a rope to prevent it from falling apart.

He carried the box downstairs and hung it tightly on the back seat of his bicycle. He rode out of the school and headed towards the west of the city.

……

Fu Jingyou took the things to the research branch.

When the young comrades who were working in the garden saw him, they hurried in to greet and report to the senior.

When Zhou Yurong heard that Fu Jingyou was coming, he quickly took out a small iron clip to pick up the data pages, and went out of the data room to meet Fu Jingyou.

Zhou Yurong groped his way down from the third floor.

Outside, Fu Jingyou was just unloading a box from the back seat and walking inside with the box.

The two met in the hall.

"Comrade Xiao Fu!"

Zhou Yurong had gray hair and walked towards us quickly with his hand stretched out.

Fu Jingyou understood and put the box beside his legs, then he and Fu Jingyou clasped their hands and shook hands, saying respectfully:
"Duke Zhou."

"You haven't been here for a while, maybe a month or so? Tell me, do you have any new ideas this time?"

"No, there have been some things going on at home recently... But I have summarized some scattered notes recently. I don't know if they are useful, but I sent them to you anyway."

"Okay, okay, okay."

Zhou Yurong patted Fu Jingyou and looked him up and down.

It was like an elder looking at his younger generation, with an endless smile and eyes full of satisfaction and appreciation.

Zhou Yurong supported Fu Jingyou's waist and used his other hand to guide him:
"Let's go upstairs and sit down to talk." "Mr. Zhou, I won't sit down. I have something else to do at home."

Fu Jingyou shook his head and took a step aside calmly:
"This is the last time I'm here. I won't come again."

Zhou Yurong was stunned for a moment:
"What do you mean? Are the materials we were given insufficient? Or are there other limitations?"

At this stage, military industrial technology is struggling to make progress.

It was so hard to meet a young and intelligent person, and veteran Zhou Yurong said he would never miss it.

For fear of scaring people, he didn't dare to directly offer the "recruitment" opportunity, and thought of taking it step by step.

But what about now?

How can you quit the job before you even recruit anyone?

Zhou Yurong pulled Fu Jingyou:
"You can apply to your superiors for any deficiencies. If you have any problems, tell me and I will definitely solve them for you. Don't say you won't come in the future..."

Fu Jingyou shook his head, his attitude was resolute and stubborn, and he did not hide anything:
"Zhou Gong, I came from the countryside, and I have come this far thanks to the support and help of my wife."

"I was originally full of enthusiasm and eager to contribute to the country, but I found that the branch office did not seem to meet my ideals and ambitions."

Senior Zhou Yurong looked confused:

"Comrade Xiao Fu, where do you come from? I don't quite understand what you are saying."

Fu Jingyou glanced around and was vaguely disappointed when he didn't see Yang Liming.

It doesn’t matter if the senior doesn’t understand, he will tell him:
"My wife is pregnant and about to give birth. The doctor said she will give birth in half a month. But last week, Assistant Yang came to my home and negotiated with my wife alone."

"He left right after that, and my wife had a miscarriage. If it weren't for the neighbors who helped take her to the hospital, and I wasn't at home at the time, the consequences would have been disastrous..."

Fu Jingyou exhaled.

When I talk about this, I still feel a lingering fear.

"I don't care what Assistant Yang said that day, but seeing that my wife was so pregnant, he was still able to make a pregnant woman who was about to give birth so angry...Excuse me, Duke Zhou, but I doubt whether Assistant Yang's political background and political goals are correct. I can't feel at ease with such a person, and I can't associate with him."

During my previous visits, many senior colleagues said that if you participate in a research project, your family will be closely protected by the state, so that the comrades participating in the project will have no worries.

But is this protection?

That Yang Liming is just looking for trouble!

His house was a mess, luckily his wife was fine.

Otherwise, this matter would not be easily resolved by him just filing a complaint.

"This……"

Zhou Yurong probably realized that the problem lies with his assistant.

He wanted to say something, and wanted to assure Fu Jingyou that he would give him an explanation for this matter.

But Fu Jingyou had already bent over, picked up the box on the ground, and handed it to him, saying:

"I haven't studied seriously for a few years. I just changed my job. I can't help much with the branch office. My notes and the materials you gave me are all here."

Fu Jingyou thought it through thoroughly.

People can do as much as they are capable of.

To him, the idea of ​​contributing to the country was too far-fetched and too grand.

That is something only great people can accomplish.

As for him?
He is just an ordinary person, a tiny and insignificant spark.

Only by prioritizing yourself to keep yourself from being extinguished can you illuminate others within your limited capacity.

After handing over the things, Fu Jingyou turned around and left without delay.

After his home was robbed by Yang Liming once, he could no longer establish "trust" in anyone in the institute.

I am really determined.

For fear of being involved with some weirdo who said he would not get involved in the institute's affairs or have anything to do with it, Fu Jingyou went back home and collected all the manuscripts, tin buckets and other things he had brought with him overnight.

It was thrown into a side room in the yard and never touched again.