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

Chapter 22 Not thinking positively

The turtle was too big to fit into the bamboo basket, so Fu Jingyou pulled a vine as thick as an iron wire in the forest, twisted it around the turtle's legs several times and tied a knot, and tied a live knot on the other end, and pulled it from the hoe. One side of the handle is passed through, and when carrying the hoe, the turtle is held behind the back like this.

Fu Jingyou's pants were even more wet, and not only his pants were wet, but his shoes were also stepped directly into the water. Now they made a squeaking sound with each step. He simply took off his shoes, held them in his hands, and walked slowly in front.

Lu Miao imitated his example, first she squeezed the water from her trouser legs, then she took off her shoes and tried to walk barefoot, but the rough grass on the bank of the canal made the soles of her feet painful and itchy.

She called Fu Jingyou to stop and waited until she put her shoes back on before starting to walk forward again.

Along the way, Lu Miao couldn't take any time off:
"Is there any place cooler than in the woods?"

"Ah."

"what is the place?"

"You'll know in a while."

Lu Miao hummed and ran after Fu Jingyou, "Humph, you're still pretending!"

Fu Jingyou curled her thin lips, and then quickly lowered the curve, "You should get used to it sooner."

Lu Miao tilted her head blankly, "What are you adapting to?"

"Adapt to work." Fu Jingyou said calmly: "The team will become busier and busier in the future, and it won't be your turn to do the leisurely work every time."

Moreover, everyone will rush to do the jobs that are leisurely and have lots of work points.

Those who got it were overjoyed, and those who couldn't get it were filled with annoyance. Over time, a gap may arise in a production team, and some unpleasant remarks may be made.

What's more, she is still an educated youth.

Lu Miao took the braid from the back of her neck and played with it, her dark pupils rolled around, and she said carelessly:
"I don't care how much the work points are, as long as I can stop those people's mouths by doing some random work."

Lu Miao is very clear about his position.

She is a second-generation ancestor. In modern times, she can still control two stocks for fun, but here...

No matter how hard she worked, the few work points she earned were not enough to support herself.

Moreover, she learned through memory that the father of this world's original body was as good as her own father. In this case, she had a family anyway, so why didn't she squander it?

Only a kind father and a son must be filial, and good people will be rewarded with good things. For the fathers of two generations, Lu Miao wanted to tell them that she was their evil retribution.

Fu Jingyou said nonchalantly: "You are not thinking positively..."

Lu Miao snorted, "What can I do if I am positive? I am not doing well myself. What does other people's affairs have to do with me?"

Lu Miao never minds sharing interests with others, but she will always put herself first.

And having said that, although she doesn't know all the details of this era, she does understand the general direction of the future. As long as she can seize the right time, it doesn't matter how old she is.

Fu Jingyou was speechless.

Born in this era, from the bottom of his heart, he and Lu Miao must have different ideas.

But he is not a poor and lower-middle peasant. He has been living in adversity, and he feels that what Lu Miao said is quite right.

If he is living a life worse than death, does it matter to him how others are doing?
No matter how active a person of his status is, he can't change his own situation, let alone someone else's?
Fu Jingyou's eyes darkened and he suddenly became pessimistic.

Lu Miao didn't notice his emotions and was still talking:

"I can't control what other people do. Anyway, I don't want to work and no one can force me to do it. There are beautiful scenery and interesting people everywhere. I just want to enjoy them happily and embrace them."

The main thing is to do whatever you want.

I have heard a lot about "sacrifice yourself for others" and "serve the people". It was the first time I heard this self-centered statement. Fu Jingyou felt it was quite strange.But can he do this?
Fu Jingyou turned his head and looked at Lu Miao blankly.

The latter's eyebrows were arched, he pinched the dog's tail grass and smiled heartlessly, "That's right, isn't it?"

By some strange coincidence, Fu Jingyou nodded.

yes……

Putting yourself first and making yourself happy does not conflict with "dedication" and "sacrifice yourself for others." In this case, why not choose to prioritize yourself?
So what if the ingredients aren’t as brilliant as others?
Whether you are happy or not, whether you have hope in life or not, these are often choices you can make, right?

But there is a difference between understanding this and actually being able to do it.

Fu Jingyou knew that it would be difficult to do this, but seeing Lu Miao's carefree and happy appearance, his mood improved slightly, a rare smile appeared on his face, and his voice also softened:

"Let's go, we're almost there."

Fu Jingyou's smile was very light, but looking at his thin lips, Lu Miao was stunned for a moment, "Fu Jingyou, has anyone said this before?"

"Ok?"

"You look beautiful when you smile."

Lu Miao bit her lower lip lightly. Her eyes were clean and clear under her long curled eyelashes. She looked like an innocent and ignorant little rabbit, but in fact, her temper was more annoying than a happy little wild cat.

"No." Fu Jingyou slowed down for half a beat, turned his face away alertly, and said firmly: "I am a man, and I don't need to look good."

Lu Miao didn't take it seriously. Her dark, round and lively litchi eyes were still staring at him, but this time they weren't just looking at his lips.

She moved her gaze up two inches and looked at the long hair covering Fu Jingyou's eyes, "Hey... Fu Jingyou."

"Ok?"

"Can you put your hair aside so I can take a look?"

It was once written in the book that Fu Jingyou has a pair of peach blossom eyes that make people's hearts beat when they smile, and heartbreak when they are silent...

After meeting so many times, Lu Miao had never looked directly into Fu Jingyou's eyes.

She was really curious, what did the peach blossom eyes that were written to be like gods look like?
Lu Miao wanted to see it, but Fu Jingyou just refused to cooperate. No matter how coquettishly she acted, it was useless.

Not only did he not cooperate, Fu Jingyou also scolded him with a sullen face:

"You are a girl...can you behave yourself when you are with older guys?"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, I haven't noticed yet. Are you more old-fashioned than the old man?"

Lu Miao was unhappy and said, "Besides, didn't I just want to see your eyes? Why don't you follow the rules? According to you, just now you looked at my legs and put them on for me. Shoes, then don’t I have to marry you?”

Fu Jingyou's ears felt hot, and he wished he could stop, and covered her mouth with his hand, "You can't talk like that!"

Lu Miao would pout when he was mean.

"It's no use pouting." Fu Jingyou asked in a deep voice, "Did you hear me?"

"I heard it." Lu Miao replied reluctantly.

Fu Jingyou breathed a sigh of relief and softened his tone for a while:

"You are not allowed to say these words in front of others in the future. You must also pay attention to yourself. If...if someone approaches you at such a close distance like I did today, as long as it is the opposite sex, you must be alert."

(End of this chapter)