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

Chapter 82 The first ambiguity appears
After sitting bored for a while, Lu Miao's ADHD broke out. Fu Jingyou chose a piece of land in the middle of the threshing floor and was stacking bundles of straw to build a "house". She stood up and wanted to go over and take a look.

Ren Bingxin sat up from the bamboo bed like a carp:
"Why are you going? Do you want to grind millet too?"

Lu Miao chuckled: "How can I do that? Just lie down! I'll just walk around."

"I said."

Ren Bingxin is not on the night watch list, and no one will say anything about her whether she participates in the work or not.

Now Geng Xiaoyun is not here, and Gu Ying and Lu Miao are gone again. Ren Bingxin is occupying a bamboo bed by herself. The space is so spacious, not to mention how comfortable she is.

In response to Lu Miao's words, Ren Bingxin came over after taking a shower. Ren Bingxin didn't want to get covered in sweat, so she simply leaned over and lay down on the bamboo bed to enjoy the coolness.

The sky was completely dark, and the stars in the night sky were shining brightly. In comparison, the moon tonight was not as bright and dazzling as it was a while ago.

In order not to delay the work, several lanterns were hung around the threshing floor.

Fu Jingyou was quick with his hands and feet. He had already built a three-walled structure with bundles of straw in the center of the field. At this moment, a wooden ladder was set up on the top of the three walls. Others were straddling the ladder and hanging in the air. The straw was being spread to build a structure that could block the early morning dew. A simple "roof".

Lu Miao stood about two meters away from him, staring curiously with her wide-open eyes, her body almost blending into the dark or dim moonlight.

Fu Jingyou took advantage of his height to peek at her. Seeing that her eyes were clear and moist, he opened and closed his thin lips and spoke in a hoarse voice. After deliberately lowering it, only the two of them could hear:
"Have you cried?"

Lu Miao raised her eyes to meet the handsome face he was looking at. She was inexplicably rebellious and hummed quietly without saying anything.

Fu Jingyou glanced in the direction of He Laosi, then looked away after a while, and asked in a low voice:
"I wasn't very happy when I saw you coming over just now. What happened?"

His question immediately reminded Lu Miao of the stolen cucumbers.

Feeling unhappy, Lu Miao had a sulky look on her face and kept her voice down as if pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

Fu Jingyou nodded in understanding and comforted her slowly, "Forget it, just a few cucumbers. If you like to eat them, I will pick some from my aunt's house and send them to you later."

"It's not a matter of whether I like it or not!"

Lu Miao stamped her feet and glared at Fu Jingyou with an aggrieved look on her face:

"I got the seedlings back, and I even participated in the planting... Finally, they bear fruit and are waiting to be harvested. Even if I don't see the harvest, the melons and vines are still being ruined. I can't be angry anymore!"

"I didn't say you can't..."

Fu Jingyou wanted to speak, but Lu Miao didn't give him a chance, "You were born here since you were a child, and you have been dealing with the land and crops since you were a child. Don't you feel angry when you hear this? Don't you feel it's a pity?"

In the past, Fu Jingyou relied on Lu Miao in everything, paying the most attention and caring about Lu Miao's feelings. This time, Fu Jingyou not only failed to empathize with her emotions, but also said such words lightly. Lu Miao fell back in anger, and her eyes turned red for a moment. .

"You still think it's me making a fuss, don't you?"

Tears came at any time, and she cried without any warning. Fu Jingyou's heart sank, and she was inexplicably panicked.

He jumped down from the two-meter-high ladder and forcefully pulled Lu Miao around to the other side of the "straw house".

Due to the different angles, neither He Laosi nor Ren Bingxin could see them for the time being.

"Why are you crying? Who said you are making a fuss?"

"you are you!"

Lu Miao poked him hard on the chest several times like a calf.

Fu Jingyou's chest was so hard that she didn't know if it hurt from being poked. Instead, it was the top of her own fingers that hurt strangely.Some negative emotions that originally only took a little time to buffer will always be inexplicably amplified several times when facing Fu Jingyou.

After expressing his grievances about the cucumber incident, Lu Miao talked about what happened in the cotton field a few days ago:
"Your place is not good at all! There are insects in the cotton fields. If they didn't get into my clothes, I wouldn't even know it!"

"Do you know Fu Jingyou? Such a big bug! So big!"

Lu Miao exaggeratedly spread his index finger and thumb and showed Fu Jingyou:

"I accidentally pinched it when I was scratching it. It's so disgusting! I really can't stand it!"

Tiredness and hard work are secondary. The environment is such that it is impossible to escape in a short period of time. Lu Miao has actually been trying to accept and tolerate it.

But "bugs" were something that her body could not accept, and she felt a great impact on her body and mind.

The scene of squeezing the bugs to pieces and having his hands full of green pulp seemed to reappear before his eyes. Lu Miao was frightened and frightened, and her heart became weak. Her sobs were broken and broken, and Fu Jingyou felt uncomfortable listening to them. .

"Okay, stop crying."

His voice softened, and his rough hands pressed the two rose lips that Lu Miao opened and closed. Lu Miao's long eyelashes trembled slightly. When she closed her eyes and opened them, two crystal tears rolled down the back of her hands, burning.

The little girl's lips were soft and she didn't know what she had rubbed on her body. It smelled so good.

The two of them were very close, and as they breathed and exhaled, the faint fragrance was like a thread that the human eye could not recognize, extending and wrapping around Fu Jingyou...

Fu Jingyou's Adam's apple slid up and down, his eyes suddenly deepened, and his healthy wheat-colored skin turned an unnatural reddish color under the afterglow of the lantern not far away.

Restraining the changes in his body and mind, he put some distance between himself and Lu Miao, and his deep voice filled the air:
"I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have said that. I apologize to you. Stop crying... huh?"

Lu Miao has a quick temper, but is also easy to coax.

Fu Jingyou apologized sincerely and patiently coaxed her. She was soothed and her mood eased a lot.

Sniffling, Lu Miao looked at her watery eyes and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing the situation, Fu Jingyou also took back the hand that was pressing on her lips.

It could be seen that her plump red lips were still pursed, and his eyebrows lowered again:
"Still pouting?"

Lu Miao glared at him resentfully, her mouth trembling slightly, trying hard not to pout, but some of her expressions and movements were subconscious, and the more she adjusted them deliberately, the weirder they became.

After holding it in for a few times, Lu Miao pursed her lips, but she pursed her lips even more depressedly.

Fu Jingyou laughed dumbly. His anger was so strong that he curled up his big hands and boldly rubbed her head, "Are you feeling better?"

Lu Miao nodded awkwardly, "Yeah."

Fu Jingyou said: "Half of the busy farming season has passed. Just hold on for a few more days... After these few days, you will no longer need to go to the cotton fields."

"Really?"

"Yes." Fu Jingyou nodded and said with a determined expression, "I'm here."

Lu Miao gave a low "hmm" and suddenly lowered her head.

Her emotions and stress were relieved, and she felt much more relaxed, but it was also at this time that she felt embarrassed again.

(End of this chapter)