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

Lu Miao's body was as soft as mud, but Fu Jingyou couldn't help him up.

Lu Miao shook his head slightly to tell him not to waste his efforts.

The small clinics in the town did not have adequate rescue conditions at all.

It would take several hours to get to the county, and she wouldn't be able to survive that time.

"Miaomiao, Miaomiao, don't do this, don't do this!"

Fu Jingyou begged helplessly:

"Don't be like this! Hold on and get through it, okay?"

"We still have a long time ahead. Think about our children, think about me, think about our family..."

"We have Ming Xia, Ming Yi also has it, and we have agreed to go to the city to hold a wedding in the future... Miaomiao, I will listen to you in everything from now on!"

Fu Jingyou cried:

"I'll listen to you in everything, okay? Don't be so Miaomiao. What should I do? Whatever you want me to do!"

As the saying goes, a man doesn't shed tears easily, but he doesn't know what the next sentence is.

It’s just that I haven’t reached the sad point yet…

Lu Miao's fingertips hooked in his palm.

I wanted to comfort him, but my pupils gradually dilated and my vision became blurry.

She didn't really seem to have much time.

Want to...

Tell the important things.

Lu Miao moved her hands.

Fu Jingyou noticed something, his eyes filled with tears, and he relaxed his grip slightly.

Lu Miao grabbed Fu Jingyou's shirt with trembling hands.

Her lips parted slightly.

Just as there was a breeze outside the house, the sound of the window coffin flapping gently drowned out her voice.

Fu Jingyou was so panicked that he leaned close to her:

"Miaomiao, Miaomiao, what did you say? Do you want to say something?"

"Chen...Miaomiao, pushed...me."

"Raise the baby...to a man."

"Provide my aunt for old age..."

Lu Miao explained the funeral affairs, tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes again.

"I'm sorry...I couldn't be with you until the end."

"Don't do stupid things. I will wait for you in the future. We will definitely meet again..."

How much luck does a person have in his life?

Lu Miao didn't think he would be the chosen one.

After being reborn and traveling through time, you can be reborn again...

But she couldn't worry about this man.

Her lover... will go crazy.

She was going to die...but she had to leave him with the faith to persevere.

"Lu Miao never lies to others, so trust me..."

Her voice became completely weak.

At the same time, the hand that was tightly gripping the man's clothes gradually loosened its grip, becoming as limp as a rope hanging on a shelf.

He was caught by the weight of the tail of the rope and sank down all the way.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head to one side.

"Miaomiao? Miaomiao? Miaomiao!"

Fu Jingyou couldn't believe it and lowered his head to touch her face.

She closed her eyes, and her long and thick eyelashes cast a layer of cyan under her eyes.

Her head was pointed toward the window.

A faint light filtered through the old and faded sapphire blue window screen and fell on her cold white and blue face.

The tears that have not completely rolled down from the corners of the eyes have a light and translucent luster like pearls...

This fresh and bright life exudes fragility and beauty from beginning to end.

It seems that at this moment, it is really announced that it is over and has come to an end...

Fu Jingyou couldn't accept it, collapsed and rushed out:

"Hit the car, hitch the car! I want to go to the hospital, I want to take her to the hospital!"

He stumbled, went mad and lost his composure.

Fu Jingyou staggered out of the door while shouting, "Harness the car."

He Hongjin was worried and quickly followed him.

Most of the members of the Second Production Team were working in the fields. Only those working in the west threshing floor gathered around the door of He's house.

Everyone heard the noise in the courtyard, except for the cries of adults and the cries of children.

None of the members spoke anymore.

It was as if he had lost the ability to speak for a moment.

The atmosphere near He's house suddenly became quiet and heavy. Every sound in the hot summer wind is louder than the chirping of cicadas, seeming to exude an aura of despair and sadness.

They are saying:

Things are unpredictable.

The cause creates the effect, and the effect creates the cause.

Life is reincarnated.

Just like the bright and warm sun.

There will also be times when it sets in the west...

They are singing:

Belongs to his lover.

Like leaves on an autumn branch.

Like withered flowers that are past their blooming stage.

Like the snow that is about to dissipate in winter.

The color will fade forever...

……

He Hong went into the bullpen to set up the cart, and Fu Jingyou went home to get his things.

A mat was spread on the trolley, and Lu Miao was barely able to put on clothes. Fu Jingyou carried her into the trolley and stuffed a lump of something into her mouth.

It seemed like she was really dying.

At first I couldn't open my mouth, but after forcing a small gap open, I couldn't close it again.

Fu Jingyou's eyes were red, and the tall man stood beside the car and burst into tears.

His burning tears fell on Lu Miao's face, and he tried his best to hold her chin up and make her close her mouth:

"Keep it in her mouth, don't let her spit it out!"

Tang Mei nodded hastily with tears in her eyes, got on the cart, and took over Fu Jingyou's action.

Fu Jingyou had a stupefied face and held a thin bamboo pole in his hand. He whipped the old cow into a horse.

He ran slowly with his hooves thumping all the way.

Tang Mei hugged Lu Miao, looked at the drops of blood scattered along the road, and wiped away the tears along the way.

……

Chen Guifen takes care of her children at home.

The two children hadn't had a mouthful of milk since they landed, and they were crying from hunger.

Chen Guifen made some rice soup and mixed some leftover malted milk that the mother had drunk before and fed it to her.

Dabao is okay, he can chew food with his little mouth.

The second treasure is not very good.

I couldn't cry the whole time.

When I picked her up, I couldn't hold my head upright and leaned to one side.

Chen Guifen was afraid of twisting her neck, so she didn't dare to hold her on the bed.

The county side cried all the way, and the family side was also wiping away tears in distress.

……

Chen Miaomiao released a snake into Fu's house. Although there was evidence, it was because no one was hurt.

It was not easy for the commune to judge, so they could only confine her to do ideological education work.

But things are different now.

Lu Miaoren was about to die. Lying on the bed and hanging her last breath, she said that it was Chen Miaomiao who pushed her. Not only the He family and the Fu family heard it clearly.

The aunts who came to deliver the baby and the five or six aunts who helped out also heard it.

Even when a person is about to die, his words are good.

In other words, a dying person cannot lie.

Chen Miaomiao has repeatedly harmed people, and this time she harmed a pregnant woman who was in labor.

She was so dark-hearted, both public and private, that He Hongjin couldn't tolerate her.

He Hongjin took his people out to look for Chen Miaomiao, but he held the second production team in his arms and searched for several times. He also searched the nearby hills where people could hide.

I just can't find Chen Miaomiao.

Going further inside, it's deep into the mountains.

It is also dangerous for a strong working man to enter it alone, let alone a girl.

He Hongjin was unwilling to give in, but he couldn't lead the members to risk themselves.

But it doesn't matter.

She hides and lets her hide.

Unless she can hide it for the rest of her life.

Otherwise, the household registration page would still be here, and she wouldn't be able to go anywhere.

He Hongjin rubbed his tense face, turned around and waved:

"Let's go back."

……