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

Chen Guifen sat with Lu Miao for a while, then stood up and excused herself, saying that she would come over to see something later.

"We meet every day, what should I give you? Just leave it here!"

Lu Miao stood up to send her away, but Chen Guifen held her down.

Looking at the dark circles under her eyes and her lack of energy, Chen Guifen sighed:
"You haven't rested for several days, so take a nap while he's sleeping soundly, so as not to have to worry about it again at night."

"Ah."

Lu Miao nodded lightly and watched Chen Guifen leave from the window.

Her slender brows furrowed in worry, she sat back on the bed and held Fu Jingyou's hand, played with his rough fingers, and complained softly:
"You've been sick for so many days, it's almost time to get better, right?"

"Fu Jingyou, I want to eat stewed snow clams with red dates. When you get better, cook them for me, okay? Okay?"

Ruanruan sounded dependent and coquettish, as if she had some kind of magic power.

The big hand in his hand moved. Lu Miao was pleasantly surprised, and her voice became louder:
"Fu Jingyou? Fu Jingyou?"

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou responded lightly, his Yingmei frowned, and then opened his tender, peach blossom eyes filled with exhaustion.

"Are you awake now?"

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou nodded lightly.

He fell asleep in a daze for several days, and there was no response from anyone who spoke to him.

Lu Miao never told Chen Guifen, but she was actually very scared.

Now that he was awake, she pouted with some resentment, wanting to scold Fu Jingyou for not being considerate at all. He suddenly fell ill on the first day of their wedding, which almost frightened her.

But when he opened his mouth, tears flowed first as he wanted to speak.

"Okay, don't cry anymore, eh?"

Fu Jingyou wiped his hands to wipe away her tears and whispered to comfort her:

"I feel much better already. If I take another day of rest today, I'll be able to be active again tomorrow, eh?"

"Stop crying, stop crying, I'll make you some toad stew when the time comes."

"What a toad!" Lu Miao angrily yelled at him, then burst out laughing, "I've told you many times, it's a snow toad!"

Fu Jingyou laughed and agreed, "Okay, it's a snow clam."

Lu Miao calmed down and asked him: "After sleeping for so long, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

"Not hungry, just a little thirsty."

Fu Jingyou held her back.

Lu Miao understood, "Then I'll get you some water to drink."

"Ah."

Lu Miao quickly brought over palatable warm water, and Fu Jingyou drank two bottles in a row to quench his thirst.

Lu Miao thought about pouring it over again. If he didn't drink it now, he could just put it on the bedside and drink it later.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jingyou suddenly took her hand and said, "Let's sleep together for a while, okay?"

Fu Jingyou noticed the light cyan color in her eyes very carefully.

Lu Miao did not have a good rest for several days.

Fu Jingyou had an intermittent fever, and she couldn't sleep well. She would look up reflexively every three to five minutes.

It was okay if Fu Jingyou didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Lu Miao really felt very tired.

It felt like a thirty kilogram weight was being carried on my back. It was sore and tired, and I felt like I couldn't straighten my back.

Lu Miao yawned and without any resistance, took off her shoes and crossed Fu Jingyou, climbed into the bed and lay down on her side.

The wooden bed made a thumping sound when she stepped on it.

She felt embarrassed when she and Fu Jingyou were lying together on the first night. She might be too tired now and her head couldn't turn around.

As soon as I put the pillow on me, I started to fall asleep.

Fu Jingyou felt much better and Lu Miao fell asleep with steady breathing. He turned his head to look at Lu Miao.

The color of Xiaoxiao's clean face has become lighter...

It was obviously him who was sick, with his pointed chin and slim figure, but it was her.

Fu Jingyou sighed silently, and touched Lu Miao's face with his rough palm. His big hand immediately slid down and clasped Lu Miao's slim waist.

With a little effort, he brought the person into his arms.

After a few days of exhaustion, the girl finally fell asleep and gave a confused "Hmm" sound, sleeping soundly against his arm.

...Fu Jingyou's illness came violently and suddenly.

When Lu Miao woke up in the evening, the outside window was filled with orange glow, and there was nothing around her. She was the only one on the bed.

Conversations could be vaguely heard in the hall outside the door. She rubbed her eyes and sat up slowly. The sound of the bed board thumping softly made the voices outside the door quiet.

Soon the voice of Chen Guifen's resignation came again:
"Okay, then I'll go back first. You two will live a steady life in the future. She is a few years younger than you. You have to let her go and don't bully others..."

"Got it, auntie."

After seeing Chen Guifen off, Fu Jingyou walked into the room.

He was dressed freshly, his shaved hair was still a little wet, and he had changed out of the natural light yellow jacket he was wearing before and put on a matte blue jacket.

A little thicker than what I usually wear.

Apparently he had just taken a shower.

"woke up?"

"Um……"

Lu Miao sat on the edge of the bed, hunched over her slender waist and responded lazily.

Fu Jingyou knelt down in front of her, put on her shoes and led her out of the room to the kitchen.

"Are you hungry? I've prepared some stew in snow clam oil for you."

"Um...I slept for a long time?"

"Not long, three or four hours."

Lu Miao paused, "Then how did you stew the snow clam? It takes a long time to soak it."

Fu Jingyou smiled and replied:

"I soaked it in warm water."

"Soak in warm water..."

Lu Miao continued to follow him to the kitchen.

"I never thought you were quite smart!?"

"There are many smart things about me, and you will know them later."

Fu Jingyou rubbed her head and neatly set up the small table at the back door of the kitchen.

In previous summers, in order to enjoy the cool air, Lu Miao always placed the small bench facing the back door.

Now that the weather was getting colder, Fu Jingyou changed the angle and placed the bench next to the mouth of the stove.

That place is a blind spot behind the door, and the residual warmth of the firewood can last for a long time.

Fu Jingyou brought a bowl of stewed snow clams to Lu Miao. Lu Miao ate while he sat on the side and watched.

Lu Miao raised her eyes to look at him, with a faint trace of sleep on her face, and her eyes were still a little dazed and confused:

"Stew more next time."

"Not enough to eat?"

"Well..." Lu Miao shook her head, "Let's eat together."

Fu Jingyou laughed dumbly, "Okay."

“You have to save money in life, but you can’t save money everywhere.”

Lu Miao was confused and reasoned with him:
"Look at this snow clam. It's highly nutritious and has many health benefits. We'll buy it after we finish eating it."

Fu Jingyou nodded, "I'll listen to you."

Lu Miao lowered her head to sip and eat the smooth, tender and sweet snow clam oil, and never forgot to chat with him:

"Have you eaten since you got up?"

"Eat. My aunt brought it over. If you were asleep and didn't wake up, I'd eat your share too."

Lu Miao nodded.

Fu Jingyou had been lying ill for several days and hadn't eaten anything seriously. Of course he felt hungry.

But when he thought of something, Lu Miao said:
"You should move around more after eating, and don't hold your stomach full."

"Ah."

Fu Jingyou's peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he smiled softly like a fool in front of Lu Miao.

"The eel in the tank is still alive. I haven't taken care of it for a while. It has lost a lot of weight due to hunger..."

"Can the eel be cooked in soup? I'll cook some soup for you tonight."