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

"Have you sold the pig intestines at home? No, right?"

Lu Miao asked uncertainly.

I didn’t seem to remember writing down pig intestines when I was keeping accounts before.

"No, it's still soaking in the bucket. What's wrong?"

Lu Miao shook his head, swallowed the noodle soup in his mouth, and muttered delicately:

"Didn't you just dry the bacon? If there are ready-made pig intestines, I would like to try to make bacon."

"Sausage?"

Fu Jingyou knows bacon.

Dachshund, this was really his first time hearing it.

Although Lu Miao is suspicious, Fu Jingyou certainly won't be reluctant if he wants to give it a try.

Without waiting for Lu Miao's reply, Fu Jingyou nodded directly:

"Okay. The intestines and intestines are all there. My uncle cleaned them up before. They smell very strong. I'll clean them up later."

After saying that, he asked again:

"Is it the same as making bacon? Spread salt on it and hang it to cool?"

Lu Miao laughed and shook his head:

"That's completely different."

Fu Jingyou became curious, "What is that?"

"After dinner, you put away the cooking pot, and then put out the pig intestines... I don't know if it will work yet, so I don't need to do too much. Let's try making a few kilograms first."

Lu Miao stuck out her tongue urgently, feeling slightly ashamed.

"As for the rest, you can take a look at it later."

It's really not that she wants to show off.

It was actually her first time.

I don’t know if I can drink it yet, so I dare not say more.

After the meal, Fu Jingyou finished cleaning up the stove. Erbao yawned and wanted to go to bed, so he moved the crib in the room.

Put Erbao into the crib and cover her up. Listening to Lu Miao, he made half a bottle of milk for her to hold and drink.

Sure enough, Erbao fell asleep holding the bottle after a few sips.

There was still a little milk in the bottle, so Fu Jingyou pinched Dabao's face and pushed the pacifier away.

Dabao is like an active fish in a pond. Before the pacifier comes close, his little mouth puckers up for sucking.

"You brat, I'm so greedy for you. I'll drink it for you after a while."

Dabao couldn't understand what his father was saying, so he stamped his feet happily on the cage chair, holding the bottle in his chubby little hands and squirming his mouth quickly.

When Fu Jingyou saw it, he was both funny and angry.

After Dabao finished drinking, he took the bottle and asked Dabao:

"Want to drink, huh?"

"Ah, ah!"

Dabao opened his dark eyes and looked at his father.

Fu Jingyou handed the empty bottle forward, and Dabao immediately reached out to take it.

Fu Jingyou knew that this sturdy boy had not drunk enough.

There was still some milk powder at home, so Fu Jingyou didn't hide it and filled a bottle for Dabao.

Lu Miao was chopping stuffing at the table, and even looking up at it felt scary:

"Why do you charge so much?"

Fu Jingyou pinched Dabao's tender little face and said truthfully:

"Milk nourishes people. Drink more and your health will be better."

Many people in the team said that Dabao and the second child were well raised, and Fu Jingyou felt very happy after hearing this.

Because they were really well raised, he had never seen other people's children in the past. They were all dark and skinny, and looked not as healthy as the first and second babies.

Lu Miao loves to study, and the complementary food she makes accounts for more than half of the credit. The other half, Fu Jingyou feels, is inseparable from milk.

"What am I talking about?"

Lu Miao was helpless and shook her head gently:

"Hey... Anyway, just think about it for a while and pee frequently."

Fu Jingyou nodded.

However, Dabao was a straight person. After drinking the milk, Fu Jingyou turned around, and in less than half an hour, Dabao taught him a lesson on the spot. One pee wetted three pairs of pants.

The little jacket tucked into the waistband of his trousers was not spared either.

Fu Jingyou was so angry that when he took Dabao to the front room to change clothes, he pinched Dabao's buttocks and hit him gently several times.

Dabao thought his father was joking with him, so while Fu Jingyou was taking the clothes, he got up with his bare buttocks naked and tried to pull off his father's clothes.

Fu Jingyou barely managed to fall off the bed. Fu Jingyou was frightened for a while, so he picked up Dabao and slapped it on his butt.

I couldn't control my strength this time, and it hurt Dabao.

"Hit, dad beat..."

Dabao's mouth dropped, he covered his head and cried in frustration.

"I spanked you, why are you touching your head? Silly boy."

Fu Jingyou picked up Dabao and put on a pair of clean trousers on him. He did not forget to put on small socks and tuck in the corners of his trousers.

He hugged Dabao and patted him. Dabao immediately hugged his father's neck and put his soft little face close to it.

The two children in the family have good personalities.

The first baby is easier to coax than the second baby. If anything happens, just hold him, shake him, and give him a kiss.

The second treasure usually doesn't make trouble, but once he starts crying, it won't stop in a short while.

Children's clothes are rarely washed in winter, and if they are washed too much, they may not keep them warm.

After putting Dabao back into the cage chair, Fu Jingyou set up a chair next to the stove and put Dabao's wet clothes on it to dry.

The kitchen was not small at first, but now it has a rocking bed, a cage chair, a stove, chairs, etc., and the space is suddenly crowded.

Fu Jingyou stood at the door with his hands on his hips, suddenly feeling a little hard to move.

Lu Miao laughed when he saw it and didn't say anything else.

After this experience, Fu Jingyou will know to control the amount of milk next time.

Especially in winter.

Most of the reserved meat was made into bacon.

There are also three long pieces of pork in the basin that are as wide as a palm, some are fat and some are thin, weighing about twenty kilograms.

Lu Miao picked and divided about five kilograms, and prepared a filling of six thin and four fat and a filling of eight thin and two fat.

She was busy mixing the stuffing.

After Fu Jingyou finished processing the pig intestines, she took a look and chose pig intestines.

Without the enema device of later generations, stuffing sausage was really laborious.

After working for a long time, her wrists were covered with minced meat. Lu Miao was sweating all over, and the pig intestines in her hands were still deflated.

It looked like it didn't sink in at all.

Time ran out of patience, and Lu Miao pouted and puffed out her cheeks, feeling a little unhappy.

Fu Jingyou understood her intention and went to the backyard to saw some bamboo, wash it and bring it in:

"Can I use this?"

Lu Miao's eyes lit up, "Definitely!"

She was only thinking about the enema device just now, but she really didn't think about bamboo.

With tools, efficiency is doubled.

Lu Miao picked it up and looked at it. When he saw that it was almost half a meter full, he asked Fu Jingyou to tie it up in the middle with hemp rope.

She had been busy for a long time, and Fu Jingyou understood it clearly, so he asked her to wipe the meat on her hands clean, wash her hands and rest.

He does the rest.

Lu Miao nodded, feeling a little thirsty as well.

She sat down and drank some water. She looked at Erbao in the crib, being careful not to cover Erbao's little face with the quilt, and then turned around and sat down next to the stove.

Lu Miao said while drinking water:

"Making sausage is like this. After stuffing, tie it up in sections. Then you can poke some holes with a thin skewer to let out air. Then just hang it out to dry like bacon."

Fu Jingyou nodded slightly:

"Don't you need to add salt to this?"

"No, I added salt to it. I'll try it first this time. If it tastes good, I'll kill the pigs and make more at the end of the year."

Add more salt when the time comes and it will last longer.

"it is good."