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

Lu Miao thought for a moment and turned to look at Fu Jingyou.

Lu Yuanzheng came out of the house, waved to his son-in-law, followed the example of the previous few days, picked up his grandson and granddaughter, and sat on the other side of the sofa.

"Of the uncles and uncles you saw when you were young, many of their children have gone to the countryside. Several of them came back after taking the exam this time."

Tang Mei straightened Ming Xia's dark and soft hair and answered with a smile:

"Uncle Xie came over in the afternoon to hand over the post and said that he would invite all those who have passed the exam and have a meal together to celebrate, so as to save the need for invitations."

Lu Miao felt clear in her heart.

It's really hard for them to push this matter.

Lu Yuanzheng held Ming Xia in his arms and looked up at Fu Jingyou, "It would be nice to go have a meal and get to know each other."

In addition to the fact that the Lu family has also passed the exam, the son-in-law of the Lu family also has to make a formal appearance.

Fu Jingyou nodded, "I will follow dad's arrangements."

Lu Yuanzheng looked at Lu Miao again.

Lu Miao murmured coquettishly, "He has already obeyed your arrangements, why do you still care about me?"

Is it possible that they all went and she stayed at home alone?

Lu Yuanzheng knew that she was timid and didn't like to be manipulated, so he didn't just arrange for her to participate in the activities.

He dug into his pocket, took out a large stack of dough balls and gave it to Ming Xia, then put Ming Xia on the ground.

Ming Xia has been smart since she was a child, and when she catches Zhou, she catches money.

When I took the money, I didn’t even need to teach him. My grandpa touched my head twice, and I raised my little hand and sent the money to my mother.

"Mom, buy, buy!"

Lu Yuanzheng laughed at his granddaughter's cleverness and said at the same time:

"You also need school supplies for school. We will have lunch at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon. You two will go to Qianmen Department Store to buy some in the morning. I will pick you up downstairs at three-thirty in the afternoon."

Lu Miao took the money from her daughter's hand and looked at it.

Before he could count, he heard Tang Mei chuckle and say:
"No need to count, there are ten of them. Your dad asked me to exchange them all this afternoon."

"Ten? So many!?"

Ten Unity cards are worth one hundred yuan.

It may not be obvious when comparing eggs with four cents, but it is very intuitive when comparing Fu Jingyou's salary.

In Xi County, H Province, the monthly salary is 37 yuan, and Fu Jingyou is considered a hard-working and capable person.

This hundred yuan covers his salary for more than three months.

If converted to future generations, the consumption value would be at least over 10,000 yuan.

Just buying school supplies is really not a small expense.

Ordinary families cannot afford so much money easily.

"Really? Your dad's half a month's salary."

Tang Mei saw her surprise, laughed and said:
"You know your dad doesn't open his mouth. Let me say a few words for him on this matter."

"He said that Xiao Fu didn't have time to play with him last time he came here. You guys have finished shopping. If you have time, you can take him around."

"Row!"

Lu Miao agreed immediately.

This is not the same as last night's hardcore fun of stuffing money.

Lu Miao hugged little Mingxia and kissed her. She was embarrassed and couldn't call her dad, so she said to Mingxia:

"Xia Xia, good boy, go tell grandpa and tell mom that she knows."

Xiao Mingxia ran up to his grandfather, clutching his trouser legs before his knees and said:
"Grandma, grandpa, mom, mom said I know~"

The soft voice of the milky voice is sweet to one's heart.

Lu Yuanzheng glanced sideways at Master Jianzhong, shook his head, picked up the child and started teasing him.

Mingyi Mingxia didn't make any noise at night, so Tang Mei simply left them to sleep on the first floor, so as not to disturb the young couple's rest at night.

After dinner and washing up, Lu Miao took a shower downstairs. With wet hair and unlined clothes, she went upstairs shivering.

Fu Jingyou wrapped her in a cotton coat and set up a chair next to the charcoal stove to sit down.

He asked her to lean back on the chair and raise her head, and wiped her hair carefully, frowning slightly, always feeling a little unhappy.

"Put on some clothes next time. What should I do if I catch a cold?"

"How can you be so squeamish? I run very fast!" Fu Jingyou frowned and said nothing.

Lu Miao leaned on the chair and looked back at his face. Her hands were not honest. She raised her hands to pinch his face, but when she found that she couldn't reach him, she took it back.

"Oh, I'll just pay attention next time, don't be unhappy."

"Ah."

He nodded his chin and looked better, but his brows were still furrowed.

Lu Miao searched for the reason backwards and forwards. As soon as he caught the clues, he spoke again:

"Miaomiao, why did you choose me in the first place?"

Lu Miao's eyebrows twitched and she was slightly startled, "What's the problem?"

Fu Jingyou pursed her lips and combed her hair silently. After a long while, she said:

"At that time, I was a person rotting in the mud. The cats and dogs passing by would not even look at me."

"Why me, huh?"

The excitement of entering university was gradually dissipated.

Especially when I was downstairs just now, my father-in-law casually took out a hundred yuan, and when I learned that the one hundred yuan was half a month's salary of my father-in-law.

Fu Jingyou felt more confused than ever before.

True love often determines its own debt.

He used to be afraid that he wouldn't be able to give Lu Miao what he wanted.

Later, he settled down to work in the town, and he thought he had the ability to bring an ideal life to his wife.

But now it seems that it is not.

He didn't...

She is still downwardly compatible with him.

Their living conditions are less than one ten thousandth of what she was at home.

Fu Jingyou was a little sad and felt even more guilty.

If Lu Miao was not with him, would she have a better life?

Was he dragging her down?
Lu Miao didn't say anything. After her hair was almost dry, she locked the door and told him the answer with practical actions.

She pushed him onto the bed and took the initiative to press on him. Her little hands were slightly cold but her fingertips seemed to be on fire, making him want to stop.

"Are you afraid that I will abandon you? Then you have to continue training when the muscles here are empty, you know?"

She climbed up to his shoulders, then slid down to his muscular chest and lower abdomen, "And here, here."

"I want to touch it after I've practiced it!"

"..."

Fu Jingyou's Adam's apple rolled, and he suppressed his blush.

"I'm talking to you seriously!"

"Am I not serious? I want to touch it!"

"Are you serious?"

His burning peach blossom eyes looked at her.

Lu Miao looked at him for a long time, then lowered her head and bit his sexy, plump lips.

"Okay, then I'll give you a serious look now."

"Don't force yourself... um."

Fu Jingyou let out a low "Hmm", and his beautiful and smooth muscles trembled with excitement.

"Slow down, please slow down, don't act recklessly... If you continue like this, you will be the one crying..."

"Really? I...I don't believe it, unless, unless you prove it to me!"

Sweat broke out from Fu Jingyou's forehead, and he leaned on the bedside and squeezed her waist.

She was like a charming fairy, lowering her head and holding his face, and kissed him lingeringly again and again.

Fu Jingyou's sexy Adam's apple slid up and down, responding enthusiastically.

The atmosphere in the room became charming and ambiguous.