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

Hu Zhiyuan's heart was in his throat.

Is this what he dares to say?
Is this something he can say?
Of course not!

Of course not!
"Auntie, listen to my advice and stop asking! If this matter is really exposed, I will not be able to keep my hat. When the time comes, the water far away in the capital city will not be able to save the fire close by, and you will suffer the same consequences!"

Hu Zhiyuan turned into meat on a hob and refused to tell whether he was alive or dead.

Lu Miao considered it carefully.

Of course, she also understood that a strong dragon could not defeat a local snake. She did not continue to ask any more questions, but just typed Hu Zhiyuan between the lines and said:

"Reporter Hut, I hope you have put this matter aside as you said. Otherwise, you can let me know later. I can't do anything to you, but I can do it to you."

"Auntie, please rest assured, I really pushed! I really pushed!"

Hu Zhiyuan was worried.

He really hasn't pushed back on this matter yet. He originally wanted to take a look at it again, but now that this is out of the way, he still has to push back on the insurance when he returns to the county.

Hu Zhiyuan had a preliminary understanding of Lu Miao's temperament. He was hit and scratched along the way. He was afraid of offending this aunt, so he went to the county department to report him. He wished he could turn his tail between his legs.

So when they arrived at the county, the leaders met with Lu Miao and had to send people to make arrangements for a series of temporary stays and meals. Hu Zhiyuan always took the lead and rushed to the front, hoping to take the opportunity to please Lu Miao.

His attitude was excessively attentive, which indeed saved Lu Miao a lot of trouble. Rarely, Lu Miao gave him a good look.

Hu Zhiyuan's overly "thorough" behavior arrangements were seen as discerning in the eyes of the leaders. They had a rare memory of Hu Zhiyuan that was deeply remembered, and they were given some priority for subsequent dispatch tasks.

It was a long time after this happened that Hu Zhiyuan gradually realized that when he thought about his behavior of pretending to be a grandson in front of Lu Miao, he felt that it was worth it.

Although the two were not happy when they first met, after that, Hu Zhiyuan reflected on himself and restrained himself. Although his subsequent career did not skyrocket, it was still a smooth life...

Many years later, Hu Zhiyuan could not help but sigh that Lu Miao was not his enemy, let alone his nemesis, she was a benefactor.

Back to the topic, trains are not always available in small places. The next train to Beijing will be a technical secondary school train two days later, and the journey will take 22 hours.

Lu Miao felt scared after hearing this. Fortunately, she had a military household registration, and the sleeper workshop that she bought for her when she bought the ticket was much better than the hard seat.

While she was waiting to board the train, she was arranged to stay in a guest house. Although the environment was not good, she didn't have to do anything.

Hu Zhiyuan helped arrange things like fetching water and buying food, and someone would deliver them when the time came.

The food is not bad. If the food is pasta, it is noodles and steamed buns. The steamed buns here are actually steamed buns.

If the staple food is rice, then it comes standard with a clear soup, fried meat, fried pork with pepper, fried pork with mushrooms, fried pork with shredded bamboo shoots, etc. Everything is possible.

Anyway, it was not his turn to do anything, so Lu Miao simply stayed in the guest house and lived like a bug for the time being.

On the other side, after parting with her, Fu Jingyou returned home.

Pushing open the old wooden door, the laughter and laughter of the past were no longer there. The neat and bright kitchen seemed to be equated with the darkness behind the closed door of the front room, making Fu Jingyou feel a bit of coldness and loneliness...

Fu Jingyou suppressed his trembling heart, picked up the rag, and carefully cleaned the shallow ashes on the table and stove just like before when Lu Miao was still there.

His movements went from slow to fast, from fast to faster, and finally after almost a frenzied wiping, he hit the table with his fist and the rag together.Every scene and thing in front of you has traces of Lu Miao's touch and activity.

The sight of Lu Miao asking questions here and there with her hands on her hips seemed to reappear before her eyes, and Fu Jingyou's heart became even more uncomfortable.

He was lonely before, and he was willing to remain alone forever. However, a bright little sun suddenly appeared next to him...

Now that Little Sun is gone and he is back in a lonely situation, how should he adapt to acceptance?

The gap between front and back is self-evident, Fu Jingyou dare not think about it deeply, because once he thinks about it, it will be difficult to breathe.

But the more he resisted and the more he deliberately ignored him, the more vivid the image of Lu Miao became in his mind.

Fu Jingyou's breathing was trembling, and he was struggling with suffocation and pain. Suddenly he remembered something, and he strode towards the cupboard in the corner of the kitchen.

He opened the cabinet door with two "squeaks", squatted down in front of the cupboard and rummaged around. The more anxious and panicked he became, the less he could find anything.

Suddenly there was a "click".

A long package as thick as an arm, wrapped with thread and oil paper, fell to the ground. Fu Jingyou paused and slowly reached out to pick it up.

At that time, Lu Miao's words rang in her ears:

"Fu Jingyou, this thing is very important to me, I will put it here now!"

"If someone comes to make trouble or bully you, you must take it out. It should help you..."

Fu Jingyou couldn't wait to be bullied, so he picked up the thin outer lines wrapped in oil paper with his fingers.

It was easily torn apart with a "snap" sound, and the tightly wrapped oil paper package was unfolded twice, and the blinking red color came into view.

Shaking the red with trembling hands, a three-foot-long red cloth with five gold stars at the corners domineeringly occupied the field of vision.

Fu Jingyou was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he hugged the red flag and memories flooded his mind.

In the past, Lu Miao was sitting at the door of the kitchen, grinning in pain when her finger was pricked by a needle.

Everyone despises the bad guy and the bad boy who calls for beatings. People will hate him for living a good life and speculate that he is secretly hiding wealth. Who would have thought that he would hide such a red flag at home?
Fu Jingyou slowly bowed down, breathing vigorously like a fish about to die of thirst, his deep peach blossom eyes flushed, and he almost shed tears.

He never knew what she was up to hiding...

It is so, it is so!
Fu Jingyou's breathing was trembling, and he tried hard to suppress the sadness and reluctance in his chest. He carefully put away the red flags, and an idea suddenly emerged in his heart.

He doesn't have much time to prepare and make a fortune. The only thing he can do to welcome the reunion as soon as possible is to act immediately!

Taking one last deep look at the kitchen, Fu Jingyou closed the kitchen door and went to He's house with determination.

Fu Jingyou truthfully revealed his thoughts to He Hongjin and Chen Guifen, but unexpectedly his words fell into He Hongjin's ears, and the meaning became:
"I have grown up, my wings have become stronger, I am capable, I want to fly, I pick up rags, I live under a bridge, I just want to take risks, anyway, I don't want you to control me anymore!"

He Hongjin's face twitched and his expressions changed rapidly.

"I advise you to straighten your tongue and say what you just said again!"