Chapter 29 Whimsical
Fu Jingyou was busy lighting the fire and cleaning up the soft-shelled turtle, and casually replied:
"Why do you clean up so carefully when you live alone? Just sleep in a clean room. "
"But you are too casual!"
Looking at the light coming from the hole in the roof, Lu Miao pursed her lips and muttered:
"You don't need to clean it up very carefully. You should repair holes like this. Otherwise, when it rains and the rainwater soaks in, won't the beams be corroded?"
"So what?" Fu Jingyou asked. I thought, "If this house collapses, those people will be happy."
Those people?
Who?
Forget it, it’s not important anyway.
Lu Miao put on a straight face and raised her eyes to criticize Fu Jingyou seriously:
"Of course they will be happy. It is your interests that are being damaged, not theirs! You also said that I am not positive in my thinking. I think you are the only one." It’s not positive! Not positive about life!”
Fu Jingyouchen After a moment of silence, he asked quietly: "Do you know the poor and lower-middle peasants?"
Lu Miao rested her chin on the handle of the bucket and stared at him lazily with her clear and beautiful eyes: "The poorer you are, the more glorious you are, right?"
Fu Jingyou nodded, Lu Miao shouted softly:
"Don't try to fool me with this. I'm not against the positive thoughts of philanthropy, but I also know that people are like rice and steel. If you don't eat three meals a day, you'll be hungry. Only when you have enough physical strength can your mind move quickly and can you really do things. Donate!"
Fu Jingyou reminded her: "I'm so hungry if I don't eat."
Lu Miao glared at him with a sullen look on her face.
Fu Jingyou stopped talking.
After reading the novel, Lu Miao knew Fu Jingyou’s previous family experience and also knew the general direction of Fu Jingyou’s future.
His original life should have reached the peak of his life with the comfort of the original female boss Gu Ying, but due to the intervention of the reborn daughter Chen Miaomiao, his inspirational life, which was regarded as a role model by many people, was indirectly or even directly destroyed...< br>
Lu Miao never thought of replacing Gu Ying's role of pulling and supporting Fu Jingyou, but she definitely did not want Fu Jingyou to be ruined by Chen Miaomiao.
His thin eyebrows furrowed, Lu Miao pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then said seriously:
"Fu Jingyou, I hope you can be as happy as me, but you know that I am happy. What’s the secret?”
Fu Jingyou shook his head hesitantly.
Lu Miao continued, "Everything has right and wrong, but as long as I don't feel bad, I never blame myself."
"Don't always think that you are wrong, you are not wrong, at least I think so.”
Is Lu Miao stupid?
Not at all.
She always believes that "self" is greater than "relationship". People should have their own sovereignty and principles. There is nothing wrong with being appropriately self-centered and selfish, because only in this way will you not be prone to anxiety and internal friction.
Anyone may be nice to you, but no one can be as nice to yourself as you are.
Only with self-respect and self-love can others truly look at you and respect you.
If you deny yourself, then what do you mean in the eyes of others?
"Do you know the meaning of the saying 'You can't tolerate a gentleman before you meet him'? If the world can't accept you, it's not your problem, it's the world's problem."
This is indeed the case, Fu Jingyou's unfortunate experience was only due to this special period.
He is the party implicated, not the party who actually made the mistake.
“Don’t always care about what others think of you. If you care, then their eyes and mouths will become shackles to enslave you. They don’t really care about you, so what if they really do? What if it makes you uncomfortable? They are bullshit, you treat him like a dog..."
Fu Jingyou covered her mouth, "Don't say dirty words"
The rough fingertips touched the soft lips. Fu Jingyou was stunned for a moment, his ears turned red, and he quickly withdrew his hand. Lu Miao didn't pay attention to this small detail. She just felt that Fu Jingyou would be angry to death, "What is your point?!"
She puffed up her face and pulled Fu Jingyou's arm to shake her. Her voice was delicate and annoyed, "Did you understand what I said to you?!"
"I understand, I understand."
It is rare for Fu Jingyou to say the same sentence twice.
He has a sensitive nature. Even if no one in the village mentions it, this matter will always be a guillotine hanging on the back of his neck.
For himself, and for the sake of He Hongjin and his wife who raised him, he could only choose to be cautious and not expose any mistakes.
Because he has no chance to make mistakes.
However, Lu Miao has simple ideas and simple principles. She has a good background and a good family. These are her confidence.
Reality is cruel, and it is not so easy to reverse changes. Fu Jingyou doesn't like to talk about these topics, but these few times, he found that the world in Lu Miao's eyes was completely different from the world in his eyes.
This made him envious and had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He also wanted to hear more and see more from her mouth and eyes.
Fu Jingyou’s slender, water-stained fingers gently tapped her coquettishly furrowed eyebrows:
"Don't be unhappy, I understand what you mean."
"I'm not unhappy..."
"Okay, I'm not unhappy."
Because when I laugh Her eyebrows are too bright and delicate, so when those thin eyebrows frown, Fu Jingyou always subconsciously worries that she is unhappy.
Giving Lu Miao a head of garlic, Fu Jingyou laughed and said with a hint of doting that even she was unaware of, "Peer the garlic. Use as much garlic as you want."
Although the eldest lady has never experienced suffering in the world, Fu Jingyou understands her thoughts.
Sometimes, Fu Jingyou feels it’s ridiculous.
One of them is in the clouds, and the other is in the mud. From any angle, it is impossible for them to intersect, but without warning, the intersection happened.
The bad elements and bitches that everyone punished became friends with the female educated youth from the city.
He never dared to think about it before, but it just happened.
Such impossible things are possible, but what about other aspects?
Maybe Lu Miao is right.
Lu Miao reluctantly took the garlic. She had been playing in the water just now, and her nails were soft from being soaked in the water. She couldn't buckle the hard base of the garlic twice, and almost lifted the nail buckle.
She pursed her lips and squinted her face to become even more unhappy. When she was about to get angry, Fu Jingyou stretched out her big hand and took the garlic back.
His slender and beautiful bamboo-like hands peeled off a few tender yellow garlic cloves three times, and murmured "Jiaoqi" in a low voice. He did not forget to hold the peeled garlic cloves in his palm and ask Lu Miao ：
"Are these enough?"
"A little more!"
Lu Miao was not a good worker, so Fu Jingyou continued to pickle garlic and simply stopped letting her do anything else.
Before the water in the pot was grilled, Fu Jingyou followed Lu Miao's prompts and prepared the pepper segments, minced onions, ginger and garlic, and took out an appropriate amount of bay leaves and Sichuan peppercorns for later use.
Fu Jingyou didn't get anything like star anise, cinnamon, and fennel, but Lu Miao didn't think it mattered. They weren't really needed for making soft-shelled turtles.
The reason why she mentioned it was just to do enough work to remove the fishy smell. After all, there was no cooking wine at the moment.
After completing the preparations, the next step is to deal with the turtle.
Lu Miao has never touched Yang Chun Shui and has hardly ever cooked. However, with the development of the Internet in later generations, she can still watch delicious food and production videos. But even so, she has never killed a live turtle. Not to mention handling it with your own hands.
(End of this chapter)