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

Chapter 912: Big or Small

Due to the nature of the Kuo Ying She, it is impossible for it to accommodate a foreigner.

Not just the British Social Sciences Press.

There will never be a position for Xi Lufeng in any unit in the country that is directly linked to politics.

Under this condition, black and white pieces are actually not that important.

"This matter is of great importance."

Minister Zhan frowned and pondered for a moment before making a decision:
"You go back and rest first. I will report to my superiors later."

"Yes."

Lu Miao nodded, went downstairs and left.

She had a lot of stuff, so a young comrade from the community drove her home.

As soon as she got into the car and left, Minister Zhan had already finished communicating with his superiors.

As Minister Zhan said, this is a big deal.

The top management immediately mobilized and contacted relevant personnel to come to the Xi family with their credentials to conduct an on-site inspection...

Lu Miao was unaware of these things.

She flew back from Guangzhou and was freezing all the way. Her teeth were chattering when she got home.

After fetching some water and washing up quickly, he took out his winter quilt and rolled up on the kang to sleep.

Xiao Baichuan hasn't seen his mother for a long time.

Suddenly, the little guy saw his mother coming back. He stood on tiptoe on the edge of the kang and kept calling "Mom" all the time.

Lu Miao was so annoyed by his noise that she lifted him onto the kang, took off his shoes and threw them away, then brought him into bed to sleep together.

The chubby boy arched his body and feet at first, not feeling sleepy at all.

But when the little guy smelled the familiar fragrance of his mother, he yawned and felt sleepy.

He curled up in his mother's arms and soon fell into a sound sleep.

Fu Jingyou came back in the afternoon and didn't see Baichuan making a fuss outside. He could vaguely predict something in his heart.

When he entered the room and opened the door, he saw a large bulge on the bed, just as he had guessed.

His wife is back!
After closing the door, Fu Jingyou sat down on the edge of the kang with light steps, and stroked Lu Miao's exposed head again and again.

After Lu Miao had a good sleep, he felt much better after being warmed up by the thick quilt.

Fu Jingyou was rustling beside her, and she soon opened her eyes with a yawn, then lifted the quilt and handed the boy in her arms out.

"I haven't peed the whole afternoon. Please pee, or you'll pee in your pants."

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou nodded in response.

As the saying goes, a long separation is better than a new marriage.

He stared at her with his deep peach blossom eyes for a long while before he took the child, put a small coat on him, and carried him out to help him pee.

Xiao Baichuan's head was tilted from side to side, obviously he didn't get enough sleep.

I was patted on the buttocks and whistled while I was forced to pee. I did pee, but I also woke up from my sleepiness.

The little guy kicked his legs in anger and started crying.

Fortunately, the father reacted quickly and hugged the child in time.

Otherwise he would have to jump to the ground.

"Stinky boy."

Fu Jingyou slapped his son on the butt and scolded him.

On the other side, Lu Miao in the room had folded the quilt, put on his clothes, and put on a thick coat.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, the crying Baichuan immediately followed suit:

"Mom, woo..."

Fu Jingyou was quite helpless and had to hand the child over.

The bad boy was really bad. He snuggled in his mother's arms and stopped crying immediately when he lay on her shoulder.

Lu Miao hugged him and patted him gently, coaxing him and asking:

"Does Baichuan miss mom? Huh?" "Yes, I miss mom so much! What has mom been doing for so long?"

Although Xiao Baichuan's voice is childish, it is probably because he has been surrounded by people who speak Mandarin since he was a child.

The language system is not affected, so you can express clearly what you want to say.

In the past, the eldest and second children were not as good as them.

The two children stayed in their hometown for a while, and there were people around them who spoke Mandarin, as well as people who spoke dialects or scattered Mandarin.

Due to the environment, there is still some influence.

At the same age, Dabao and Erbao’s articulation and expressive ability were weaker than Baichuan’s, and it only got better as they grew older.

The mother and son chatted for a while, and Lu Miao changed the subject and asked Fu Jingyou:
"How's your family doing these days? Is everything alright?"

"No, it was just after you left that Geng Xiaoyun sent some things and a letter. Her brother was getting married, and she said that if you were free, you could go over and have a drink and have some fun."

"It's too far, how can I get there?"

Lu Miao first thought the road was long and was reluctant to run, but then he changed his tone and asked:
"What day was it? Did you write back?"

"I wrote it. It was the Double Ninth Festival on the twenty-fifth day before yesterday. You were out and couldn't come back, so I politely declined."

Lu Miao gave him an approving look and asked:

"Did she give you a gift? She always sends you a lot of stuff. You should never leave an empty envelope."

Fu Jingyou raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile:
"Don't worry, they are all of the same specifications as the nearby stores."

Only then did Lu Miao nod with relief.

When the meal was served in the evening, Fu Jingyou asked her if anything new had happened in Guangzhou recently.

Lu Miao took out the pearls he had bought and the commemorative medals he had received for participating in the exhibition.

Lu Yuanzheng and Tang Mei looked at her work ID and Canton Fair commemorative badge over and over again.

She opened the bag, held the strange-shaped beads the size of a baby's fist, and asked Fu Jingyou if there was any equipment in the machinery factory that could drill holes.

Fu Jingyou looked at the pearls together:
"Yes, there are, but I've never drilled this kind of thing..."

Fu Jingyou thought for a moment and said:
"I don't think an industrial machine would work. Wait for me to do some research and get you a small hole punch."

"Can you get it?"

"Yes, there are plenty of gear shafts in the factory. They can be assembled by welding. It takes some time to find the small drill bit for drilling beads like this."

Lu Miao nodded repeatedly:

"Take your time. I'm not in a hurry."

"it is good."

After dinner, Lu Miao calmed down and couldn't wait to go to the hospital with Fu Jingyou.

The department store is closed at this time. If you want to buy citric acid, you can only go to the hospital to buy medical supplies.

She bought some citric acid and estimated the amount to fill a basin of water.

I poured all the big bag of baroque pearls I brought back into it.

There was a "ding-dong-dong" sound in the main room.

Thinking that Fu Jingyou was doing something, Lu Miao stuck her head out to look, only to find that it was her father.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

I usually go to bed early, but today I don't know what happened. I was sitting there nailing a pile of wooden boards.

Lu Yuanzheng glanced at her and continued to hammer out his ideas:
"To nail a cabinet."

"Aren't there enough cabinets at home? Why are you building so many cabinets?"

Lu Yuanzheng did not answer this question.

Lu Miao did not continue asking.

Afraid that the pearls would be corroded by the acid if soaked for too long, she hurried back to check on them.

The water in the basin had become turbid. I picked up a few pearls and looked at them. They were indeed much more lustrous.

Lu Miao called the child's father to bring the basin to the well and flush the baby over and over again with the well water.

After making sure it was all rinsed clean, I took it back into the house and slowly wiped off the moisture with a small cloth, then found something to put it away for future use.

Tickets, tickets please!