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

Chapter 11 The cornfield was bitten

Fu Jingyou thought that the educated youths from the city were indifferent to grains and did not even know whether rice was grown in paddy fields or in mountains.

Lu Miao hummed softly, "Who are you looking down on!"

She has never planted land, but she has planted flowers. Isn't this kind of thing just like cooking in the kitchen?
Dig holes, sow seeds, fertilize.

Lifting the pot, heating the oil, and stir-frying are all very similar processes.

The wild grass swayed, the wind blew gently, and the cuckoos could be heard calling along the road.

Lu Miao walked for a while humming an unknown tune, and suddenly asked out of curiosity: "Isn't the land to the west closer to the village? Why did you turn here?"

The back mountain is not very high, and you can reach the land in the west by going around it, but the prerequisite is to "go around it".

Fu Jingyou didn't answer the question, only reminded Lu Miao to say "we're here", then avoided Lu Miao and walked quickly towards the west slope with the load on his shoulders.

"weirdo."

Lu Miao grunted and looked back at the cornfield aside.

The mountains are surrounded by rings, and they look a bit like terraced fields, but they are dry land, not paddy fields.

Corn is grown in the higher areas, and peanuts are planted in the lower areas. Her task is to hoe three-thirds of the land in the morning, and four work points will be awarded for completing it.

When they came, the uncles said that the mountainous area was small, and one piece of land was only one part of the land. Three-thirds of land was not much, so Lu Miao was told to work hard.

Lu Miao believed it to be true, but looking at the three terraced pieces of land in front of her, she really wanted to pass out.

Isn’t that much?

That’s a lot, okay!

Lu Miao had begun to retreat in her heart. She would definitely not be able to finish so much, but her strong heart did not allow her to give up before she started.

So, facing the mottled tree shadows and sunlight, Lu Miao reluctantly started working with a sad face.

She recognizes the fruits of crops, but not most of those in the nursery. When weeding, she also distinguishes which ones are seedlings and which ones are grass based on the neatness of the crops.

When passing members saw it, they would occasionally stop and say "good job". From this, Lu Miao deduced that she probably didn't damage the corn seedlings.

But the club members were also very annoying, because every time after they praised her, they would laugh at her and say that she was working hard and would have to work until tomorrow morning.

Lu Miao was so angry.

The mountainous area is out of the woods. There are only one or two thin paper trees about two meters high on the field ridge on one side.

As the sun gets higher and higher, the shadows of the trees in the ground become smaller and smaller. Lu Miao does not have a straw hat to protect the sun. In order to save rations, the educated youth point will only open fire at noon and evening.

She hadn't eaten in the morning, and after being exposed to the sun for so long, white flowers appeared in front of her eyes, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

Lu Miao slowly squatted down with the hoe in hand, wanting to sit down and rest for a while, but his other hand pressed on something unknown, causing a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, as if he had been pricked by dozens of needles.

With a "hiss" sound, he suddenly pulled his hand away. The palm of his hand was slightly red. There was no slight wound, but the pain continued to spread.

The pain made the hairs on the back of Lu Miao's neck stand up, and she subconsciously scratched it. This scratch made the pain more obvious. She couldn't help but whimper, choked up, and tears filled her round, dark eyes.

Fu Jingyou was delivering fertilizer for the second time to the cotton field in the west. When passing by the corn field, he subconsciously glanced into the field out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing the girl sitting on the ground, he just thought that Lu Miao was tired, and he didn't take it seriously as he slowed down his steps. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the girl's delicate moans, as if she was crying.

Fu Jingyou hesitated, then stood on the path and said, "When you are tired, find a place to rest for a while. Why are you crying?"

The little girl didn't speak, but her moans became louder.

Fu Jingyou put down his burden and stepped into the cornfield with his long legs. "What happened to you?" "Something bit me!"

Lu Miao raised her head and looked at Fu Jingyou with red eyes, her fair and delicate face was wrinkled into a bun, and her red lips were bitten even redder.

It was fine when no one asked, and she might be fine if she shed a few tears, but now that Fu Jingyou was questioning her, she suddenly couldn't hold herself any longer, and her tears fell down.

Lu Miao started crying, "It hurts so much...!"

Fu Jingyou paused, feeling at a loss for a moment.

But Lu Miao was crying really sadly. His Adam's apple slid up and down, and he slowed down and approached Lu Miao, "What bit you?"

Lu Miao's hand was propped up on her chest. Fu Jingyou grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand over, asking in a calm voice: "Where did you bite?"

Lu Miao pointed to the palm of her hand, "Here..."

The little girl's skin was very white and her palms were pink and tender. Fu Jingyou took a look and saw nothing, so he asked her: "Is it just painful or something?"

"It just hurts!" Lu Miao sniffed and answered with a cry, her voice was as coquettish as a coquettish one, "It's still a little itchy, and it hurts even more after I scratched it. That's it!"

Lu Miao twitched and said incoherently: "I feel more and more pain!"

There was no wound on Lu Miao's palm, but listening to her narration, Fu Jingyou was basically sure that something was causing trouble.

"Where was it bitten?"

Lu Miao pointed to his side, and Fu Jingyou stood up and stepped in front of Lu Miao, rummaging through the corn seedlings and weeds. After a while, he withdrew his hand with a hiss.

"What's wrong?" Lu Miao's long eyelashes were covered with tears. She suddenly became nervous and couldn't even think about crying. "Were you bitten too?"

Fu Jingyou withdrew his hand. The areas where he was hit were the tiger's mouth of his left hand and the back of his index finger.

Unlike Lu Miao's situation, his skin soon developed a large pimple.

Lu Miao was shocked, "What's going on? Yours is more serious than mine!"

The stings from chili peppers are all the same, except that the texture of the skin on the palm and back of the hand is different.

The tiger's mouth was numb and painful. Fu Jingyou rubbed it without thinking, and promptly corrected her: "It's not a bite, it's a sting."

After groping for the place where he had just been stung, Fu Jingyou found the culprit from the back of the weeds - a green chili with egg-yellow thorns.

"Huh..."

Lu Miao got goosebumps all over her body and moved back with a scream.

She is not afraid of snakes or centipedes, but she is really unable to accept things like earthworms and caterpillars.

Seeing that she was scared, Fu Jingyou took the leaf farther away and asked in a low voice: "Does it still hurt?"

Fu Jingyou's words were just asking questions knowingly.

Anyone who grew up in the countryside knows that being stung by foreign spicy food will hurt for several hours.

If the sting area is large, it can take away half of the life.

As expected, water mist appeared in Lu Miao's litchi eyes, and her lips trembled and then deflated, "It hurts!"

It was burning and hurt more than a needle prick.

She had been injured in the past 18 years, but the pain was completely incomparable to the pain before her.

　There will be another thread in a while~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)