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

Fu Jingyou took the notebook where Lu Miao had sketched during the day and went to He's house.

Lu Miao bolted the door from the inside and closed the curtains on the windows.

After sitting at the long table by the window and eating snow clams, she took out another notebook and started writing and drawing under the kerosene lamp.

In order to increase the probability of successfully mobilizing everyone, Lu Miao is working hard to perfect her speaking skills.

On the other side, the He family.

The new year is approaching, and there are only a few days left before the Chinese New Year.

Brother He and Brother He both came back from the county and town one after another.

Fu Jingyou came to talk to He Hongjin with the sketch. The woman and the children were busy in the kitchen, and Brother He and Brother He were listening.

He Hongjin sat at the table, smoking a dry cigarette and thinking.

Brother Congratulations on the harvest and said:
"I think it will work if we start growing vegetables, but if we raise fish..."

He Fengcang scratched his head and nodded:

"We can't sell fish at a high price here. Besides, it's so hot in summer. How can the water in ditches and pits be enough? If it's really enough, we won't be able to raise a few fish. So why bother?"

"At that time, sales will also be a problem. Fish is different from vegetables."

He Fengshou nodded and continued to add:

"Vegetables mature in the winter at the end of the year, and we can handle the cold weather. We don't have to worry about wandering around in a boat for a few days, but fish are difficult to transport, and they will die! Xiao Liu, this matter is not as simple as you think."

"The issues of hot weather and whether there is enough water have been discussed just now."

Fu Jingyou glanced at He Hongjin, then turned to look at his two brothers:

"As for the transportation issue, my wife also said that as long as the density of the fish is controlled and oxygen is added in time, it is okay."

He Fengshou didn't know that Fu Jingyou's wife was an educated youth, so he rubbed his forehead and smiled:
"Your wife, your wife, your wife is a woman, what does she know?"

Fu Jingyou frowned and straightened his eyebrows, clearly unhappy:
"Brother, it's meaningless for you to say this. If you don't support it, you won't support it. Why are you discriminating against my wife?"

What's wrong with women? Women don't have arms or legs to offend, right?

"How can I be discriminating against your wife..."

He Fengshou was a little embarrassed when he saw that he was serious.

"I-amn't I afraid that she will cause trouble and it will end badly if she turns around?"

"If it doesn't end well, I will end it. Besides, Miaomiao has good intentions and won't cause trouble..."

Fu Jingyou stood up.

"This matter was her suggestion. I am responsible for coming over and saying it. Regardless of whether Shutong agrees or not, I will comfort her and I won't care about anything else."

If Lu Miao wants to do it, Fu Jingyou will support it, but if the team doesn't support it, there's nothing they can do.

But if you don't agree, don't agree.

Lu Miao meant well, and He Fengcang should not criticize her from any angle.

He Fengshou wanted to explain something, but He Fengcang shook his head at him.

He Fengcang raised his chin at the old father on the left, signaling Brother He to leave it alone.

They are all factory workers who go out to work, and they are not within the control of the production team. There are no supporting opinions, and objections are useless.

It depends on what the old father wants.

For a moment, the three boys in the main room were silent.

He Hongjin took two puffs of dry cigarette. He Hongjin neither refused nor agreed.
Swallowing clouds and puffing out mist, he said:

"When the team kills the pigs the day after tomorrow, let's mention this incident by the way and see what everyone thinks."

Fu Jingyou nodded.

fair enough.

"Uncle, I'm going back. Miaomiao is at home alone. I don't feel at ease."

Fu Jingyou stood up.He Hongjin nodded and waved to him:
"Wait a minute. Your aunt came back from picking up a lot of carrots from the field today. You can take some back."

[Carrot: local accent, carrot]

Fu Jingyou nodded, He Hongjin pointed his finger, and he went to the kitchen.

Brother He's daughter-in-law Zhao Lanxiang and six-year-old daughter He Minmin, as well as the second brother's wife Tian Guihua and son He Minjie are all in the kitchen.

The small kitchen was so crowded that it was difficult to turn around.

Fu Jingyou stood at the entrance of the kitchen and did not go in.

Chen Guifen saw him and smiled:

"You're here to get the carrots, right? Thank you for coming here, so I don't have to make a trip."

Chen Guifen filled half a basket of radishes and cabbages for him. When passing them over, she did not forget to say:
"Send the basket back tomorrow, and don't forget to bring the oil can. This year we squeezed more than ten kilograms of oil. After the pigs are killed and the meat is divided, and the meatballs are fried at home, each of you can share some."

Fu Jingyou nodded sincerely, "Thank you, Auntie."

After Fu Jingyou left, the kitchen became slightly quiet.

Tian Guihua sat at the stove to light the fire, coaxing her son Minjie to eat stewed sweet potatoes.

Sister-in-law Zhao Lanxiang suddenly muttered in a low voice:
"I see that Xiaoliu looks stronger than before?"

Tian Guihua turned her head and glanced at Zhao Lanxiang, understanding what she meant.

This alludes to the fact that the old couple usually work in the team and receive generous subsidies.

Tian Guihua actually had this idea in her heart.

But these days, because of the lotus coal incident, Fu Jingyou sent a lot of things to her house, which was considered a benefit to her, so there were some things she couldn't say anymore.

Tian Guihua hugged her son and shook it, but did not answer.

Chen Guifen was busy chopping vegetables and didn't say anything.

Zhao Lanxiang thought her mother-in-law knew she was in the wrong, so she muttered louder:
"My family only extracts oil once every two or three years. If I don't have enough to share, why should I share it with outsiders..."

Chen Guifen had a sullen face, the kitchen knife in her hand was nailed to the chopping board, she turned to look at Zhao Lanxiang and said:

"Do you have any opinions? Let's talk about it together!"

Zhao Lanxiang was very unhappy, but Chen Guifen became serious and she didn't dare to say anything.

Chen Guifen did not rely on her, but directly called her eldest son in front of her at the top of her voice.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

He Fengshou looked confused.

"How can you start a fight after cooking?"

He Fengshou looked at his wife subconsciously.

Zhao Lanxiang held her daughter Minmin in her hand and lowered her head without speaking.

"You don't have to look at her! You are the boss. When you two got married, did you keep the things at home first?"

Chen Guifen asked, patting the table.

He Fengshou nodded quickly: "Yes!"

Chen Guifen turned to Tian Guihua who was standing at the door of the kitchen: "You are getting married to your second son, will your family be keeping an eye on you first?"

Tian Guihua nodded awkwardly, scolding Zhao Lanxiang several times in her heart.

It didn't matter which pot she didn't open or lift, it had nothing to do with her, and she had to be dragged in to be scolded.

"How much rapeseed, how much oil, whatever you have at home, it's all earned by me and you!"

"Over the years, you have been factory workers, and you are honored. But have you ever added a brick or a brick to your family? Who is taking care of your family? Do you still have any conscience?"

"You don't see anyone when you pay, but you get the benefit of the doubt? Xiaoliu paid 50 yuan to his family this year, why don't you compare with others?" (End of Chapter)