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

This season is the time for mosquitoes.

Lu Miao was originally very delicate, and she couldn't sleep well if there was any movement at night.

Not to mention mosquitoes bothering her.

You can smoke mugwort leaves at home, but when you go to the county, guest houses and hospitals don't allow people to mess with these things.

Chen Guifen took down the mosquito net that she and He Hong entered into the house so that Tang Mei could wash it out and dry it in two days, just in time to take it to the county.

It's a little broken and has been patched a lot, but it can be of some use.

Tang Mei never bothered to do anything good for Lu Miao.

After taking some free time in the afternoon to shake off the dust on the mosquito net in the courtyard, Tang Mei took the mosquito net to the backyard to wash it.

The well in the backyard of He's family does not have a pool, so it is difficult to wash it. Coupled with the hot weather these days, the water in the well has become much shallower.

Tang Mei held the mosquito net and walked around in a circle, then approached the well carrying the big wooden basin.

The mosquito net is no bigger than the clothes I usually wear, and it’s so big that it’s hard to maneuver around a large bathtub...

After thinking for a while, Tang Mei put the basin back against the wall.

She squeezed the mosquito net into a bucket and carried it to the team pond to wash it.

Before leaving, he asked Lu Miao to stay at home with peace of mind.

She'll be back in a moment. If you have anything else to say, wait until she comes back.

"I understand, little aunt, go ahead."

Lu Miao nodded in agreement, sitting on the bedside and eating the crisp peaches brought by the club members.

Tang Mei nodded with a smile, poured her a glass of water and put it on hand to dry before going out.

Lu Miao crisped peaches in one hand and opened an old newspaper with the other and flipped through it.

I couldn't stand it after watching it for a few times.

She simply put down the newspaper and concentrated on eating peaches.

After taking two bites and absorbing the sweetness of the crisp peach in his mouth, Lu Miao couldn't help but think about it again.

There are not as many fields in Dahe Village as there are mountains.

Especially in the back mountain, half of the mountain is not even mountainous, just a barren hilltop.

Clearing the land is laborious, but if you plant fruit trees, it will be easier to take care of.

It takes at least three years for a fruit tree to bear fruit. In the first year after planting, other than occasional watering to ensure its survival, there is little need for maintenance...

Thinking like this, Lu Miao's eating of peaches also slowed down, and she couldn't help but make careful calculations in her heart.

What year is it now?

Seventy-five years.

If we could take action, we would have to wait until the spring of 1976.

It takes three years to bear fruit, seven to six counts as one year, seven to seven, seven to eight...

It happened to be the first year after the college entrance examination was restarted. The national economy showed signs of opening up, small traders flourished, and legal self-employed businesses would gradually emerge in the following year.

It can almost catch up with a trend.

If we really work hard, by then the model of brigade and production team will be almost disintegrated, and the policy of household responsibility will follow one after another.

Whether the hilltop planted with fruit trees is contracted out as individual land or collectively owned by the village, it is a small mountain of silver if everyone manages it together.

The poorer you are, the more glorious you are. These are all bluffs.

We don’t say it openly, but everyone knows what they are actually thinking.

I want money, I want tickets, I want to be rich, I want to have a full stomach...

There is so little land, even if you are capable, you may not be able to make a few more money just by farming.

Lu Miao took a bite of the peach, thinking about the feasibility of various ideas, and thought about all the conceivable conflicts of interest in her mind in more detail.

In the end, I felt that it was still worth mentioning this matter to He Hongjin when I had some free time.

When the time comes, regulations will be drawn up for things that are prone to disputes, and those who agree will participate. If they don’t agree, don’t participate.

There aren't many trees to plant on half of the hill. It doesn't take many people to take care of it.

Lu Miao sat on the edge of the bed, kicked her left leg forward, and swung her leg unconsciously. Suddenly a "woohoo" sound came from outside the door.

Lu Miao paused, stopped chewing and listened.

The "woohoo" sound is not just that once, but very regular, and it will sound in about twenty seconds.

This is not something the uncle in the team shouts for fun.

It was the sound that the workers subconsciously exhaled every time the shovel was raised in the threshing floor when millet and wheat were being winnowed.

It is as if after exhaling, the wind will be stronger enough to sweep away the dust and gravel between the grains and wheat grains in time.

It just plays a psychological role.

There are clothes hanging in the backyard, and the sun is shining brightly outside. Why did I do it all morning?

It has to be taken in, so as not to attract dust and be washed in vain.

Putting the half-chewed peach on the old table with cracked patent leather on the bedside, Lu Miao held the edge of the bed with both hands and groped out of bed.

The He family's chickens were free-range. When Lu Miao entered the main room, the chicken jumped onto the table.

Sooner or later, "biu" pooped on the table.

Lu Miao frowned in disgust, picked up the broom and started doing it:

"You damn chicken!"

After driving away the chickens, she was disgusted by the chicken poop on the table and didn't dare to touch it for a long time.

After leaving, I went back to the house to get a piece of newspaper, tear off a piece and "shovel" the chicken shit out.

He tore off another piece and covered it in that place, thinking that when Fu Jingyou came back, he would tell Fu Jingyou to clean it up.

Lu Miao stroked her belly and straightened her back slightly, blowing the draft from the kitchen to go to the backyard to collect clothes.

She held on to the door frame and struggled to pull one leg out of the threshold. When she was about to move the other leg, a female voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Lu Miao, you must be very proud."

Lu Miao is the only one in the family.

There was a sound from behind without warning, which made Lu Miao shiver in surprise, and goosebumps stood up on her arms.

Lu Miao was surprised again when she recognized who the voice was.

She turned around hurriedly, but received a strong push on her lower back.

"Uh--"

His right foot crossed the threshold, and Lu Miao fell directly from the waste millstone steps at the back door of the kitchen.

His stomach hit the ground, Lu Miao curled up in pain, and her face turned as pale as paper.

Chen Miaomiao stood at the door of the He family's kitchen with her eyes raised, looking at her with great pride:

"Haha, I've told you before, don't get too proud! We still don't know who the final winner will be!"

"How dare you..."

Lu Miao was speechless, and thick stains of sweat quickly appeared on her forehead and face.

Her precautions were adequate and perfect.

But Chen Miaomiao actually dared to break into the house and do something!

Don't be too ridiculous!

"Why don't I dare? I should have done this a long time ago!"

Chen Miaomiao was afraid of Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin. To be honest, she was also afraid of Lu Miao who was not pregnant.

However, the pregnant Lu Miao could not move easily and there was no threat to her, so she looked very crazy.

"If I hadn't looked forward and backward at the beginning, would I be where I am now?"

Chen Miaomiao blamed all the mistakes on Lu Miao.

Especially after the ideological criticism and warnings in the commune these days.

Chen Miaomiao's mentality changed when she learned that she would not be given priority to obtain quotas at the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers' University and opportunities to return to the city.

She is so young, she can predict the future!

She has to go back to the city to make a lot of money, and there is no way she can stay here forever!

Lu Miao deserves to die, Lu Miao deserves to die!

If she had been harsher from the beginning, her life would have gone smoothly without Lu Miao's intervention, and it would never be the same as it is now!

"Hmph haha... I can't be the final winner, and you don't want to be either!"