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

Chapter 418 Her recommendation letter

In addition to being the squad leader, Li Yue is also a girl.

When other people in the class saw her crying, they gradually stopped joking and playing around.

Everyone returned to their seats, picked up their books and returned to study.

Lu Miao is like this.

But what she was reading was not the textbook, but the English translation of "The Legacy of La Traviata in Paris" that she had bought before.

The female classmate Guan Yangyang on the right glanced out of the corner of her eye and her eyes widened in surprise.

"Lu Miao, are you starting to read such advanced extracurricular books now? This is a French classic, and it's an English translation!"

Lu Miao curled her lips and looked at her sideways in a lazy but friendly manner:

"Just take a look."

Not only are there less study materials, but there are even fewer extracurricular books.

Foreign masterpieces, whether in English or Chinese translation, are not cheap.

A group of poor students are reluctant to eat, so how can they have money to buy extracurricular books?
It is really rare for anyone in the class to come up with such a book.

"You are really amazing!"

Guan Yangyang's eyes were filled with admiration.

"After you finish reading it, can you lend it to me? I swear, I will take good care of it!"

"I can lend it to you, but you have to wait in line because I have promised Wang Mian first."

Lu Miao nodded, and then added when he thought of something:
"If you don't mind the Chinese translation, I still have a copy at home. I can bring it to you tomorrow."

"I don't mind! Of course I don't mind!"

There is actually a library in the school, but there are not many books in it.

Moreover, it is crowded every day, and what you can find when you squeeze in are things that you have read several times before, and you can almost memorize some of the content.

There are also a few early foreign classics that are almost pulped and turned into cultural relics. They are still in high demand and cannot be found at all.

Upon hearing that Lu Miao agreed to the loan, many students in the class stood up:
"What are they reading? Which masterpiece is it? When they finish reading it, can you lend it to me too?"

"I also want!"

"..."

In a short time, Lu Miao was surrounded by people.

Even Liu Xiaofang squeezed through.

Diagonally behind, Li Yue watched this scene and angrily crumpled the envelope sandwiched in the English textbook.

Letters of recommendation can be big or small.

She originally just wanted to know the secret behind Lu Miao's stable grades.

After figuring it out, I still wanted to find an opportunity to return the envelope.

Now, yet?

Don't even think about it!

Li Yue wiped away her tears and sneered.

He opened the envelope and put it in the book, then put the book on the stool and sat down on it.

Translators could earn so much money, but she wanted to see that Lu Miao had lost her place in the Kumon English Society.

How can I maintain such a high-profile and luxurious life if I can’t continue to translate manuscripts in the future?
It was as if he had seen Lu Miao's devastation after being cut off from his financial resources.

Li Yue smiled proudly, and her mood improved a lot.

In the end, more than 20 people in the class gathered together to complete the blackboard report.

Lu Miao's handwriting is very beautiful, but it looks much inferior on the blackboard.

Wang Mian and Guan Yangyang took the lead in writing the text.

Although Lu Miao doesn't like trouble, she pays attention to collective honor at this time. She does as the Romans do, and also participates in some.

He held the tip of the chalk horizontally and drew a simple figure wearing a military cap and saluting a military salute in the blank space in the lower right corner of the blackboard. The effect is quite good.

Guan Yangyang and Wang Mian looked at her several times, saying that she had wonderful ideas and praising her for being great.

This made Lu Miao feel a little embarrassed.

Usually other people study hard, but she doesn't like to do serious things.

During class, her mind wandered and she scribbled a lot on books and notebooks.

There is an excerpt from the Chinese textbook. The illustration at the back shows a hen and a group of chicks.

She didn't know what she was thinking at the time, but she equipped each chick with a machine gun...

Lu Miao wandered for a moment, and then thought about it, she really needs to restrain herself from now on.

Otherwise, if someone takes her textbook later and reads more, what will happen?
Just thinking about it will kill you.

After packing up her things to go home from school, Lu Miao smelled the scent of oil as soon as she entered the yard with her handbag in hand.

Two children were sitting on the pony in the kitchen, holding something in their hands and eating, their little mouths full of oil.

Lu Miao entered the house and put down her bag before going to the kitchen, "What did you do? Why does it smell so good?"

"Still talking."

Tang Mei laughed.

"Xiaofu came back early from his compulsory class today. He said he saw fish and shrimps in the creek on the way back, so he touched some and brought them back."

There was still a "sizzling" sound in the pot.

Tang Mei processed the small fish and shrimps, added five-spice powder and stewed a large bowl of batter, and was frying them.

Lu Miao scooped some water, beckoned Xiao Mingyi to follow her to the door, and held a ladle for her to slowly pour water to wash her hands.

Speaking of the compulsory classes, Lu Miao said:
"Next Monday is Labor Day, so we will also participate in voluntary labor classes."

"Oh, is it true? A piece of it?"

"It's not far, just beside the second ring road. Just cross the moat."

"It's not far, so I don't have to get up at four in the morning like Xiaofu did before... You have a good rest at home these two days. When Monday morning comes, I'll get up early and get you some food. You can take it with me." Take it with you."

Lu Miao nodded, "Okay."

While Tang Mei was busy working, she was still chattering:
"The food provided by people in the countryside is not necessarily what it is. You have to give food stamps as usual... You go there and eat what you like. If you don't give food stamps later, you give them a penny for a piece of firewood. It's called I'll just warm it up for you."

"Okay, I understand. Where is Brother You?"

"It was said that the cucumber stand in the yard was not strong enough, so I ran out to find bamboo poles to build a new stand."

Lu Miao said "Oh".

The small courtyard is full of green fruits and vegetables. The spring cucumbers planted earlier have now begun to bear melons.

Lu Miao ate a few pieces of fried fish and shrimp cakes in the kitchen, and then went to the well to wash her hands.

Two little tails were swaying behind him. Three people, one big and two small, got into the crooked cucumber vine and groped for treasure.

The land where the loofahs are grown is in a remote area, and the melon vines have climbed up to the roof. Except for the difficulty of picking the loofahs, there is no need to take care of them at other times.

Fu Jingyou carried a small bundle of dry bamboo poles into the yard, where his wife and children were squatting by the well, happily eating fresh cucumbers.

Fu Jingyou threw the bamboo pole on the ground, washed his hands by the well, and squatted over.

The sharp eyebrows in the past are now filled with affection, as soft as spring water.

"How's the food? Is it the same as the one in the south?"

"probably."

Lu Miao couldn't speak clearly and handed the remaining half of the cucumber to his mouth.

"Do you want to try it?"

Fu Jingyou took a big bite.

The taste of cabbage was quite obvious when I ate it last time. It was indeed not as sweet as eating it in the south.

As for cucumbers, they taste the same crisp and hydrated, and there doesn’t seem to be much difference.