Chapter 82 The first appearance of ambiguity
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 thought 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 and walk away.”
"I said so."
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 is completely dark, and the stars in the night sky are shining brightly. In comparison, the moon tonight is 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 has quick hands and feet. He has used bundles of straw to build a structure with three walls in the center of the field. At this moment, a wooden ladder is set up on the top of the three walls. Others are straddling the ladder and hanging in the air. They are laying A simple "roof" made of straw can shield the morning dew.
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 secretly. Seeing that her eyes were clear and moist, he opened and closed his thin lips, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse. After deliberately lowering it, only the two of them could hear:
"Ever 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. After a while, he looked away 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 cucumber being stolen.
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 place and send them to you later."
"It's not whether I like them or not. "The problem!"
Lu Miao stamped her feet and glared at Fu Jingyou. His face was full of anger:
“I got the seedlings back, and I also participated in planting them... Finally, they bear fruit and are waiting for harvest. I haven’t seen the harvest yet, and the melons and vines have been ruined. I can’t be angry. ”
“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 was so angry that she fell back, and her eyes suddenly turned upside down. red.
"You still think it's me who is making a fuss, don't you?"
The tears came at a moment's notice. 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 out of a molehill?"
"You! It's you!"
Like a calf, Lu Miao stabbed him hard in the chest Several times.
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:
“It’s not good at all here! In the cotton field There are bugs all there, if they didn't get into my clothes I don’t even know!”
“Do you know Fu Jingyou? Such a big insect! So big!”
Lu Miao stretched out his index finger and thumb and showed it to Fu Jingyou:
"I accidentally pinched it when I was scratching it. It's so disgusting! I really can't stand it!"
Tiredness and hardship are the second best. The environment is like this and I can't escape in a short period of time. Lu Miao has actually been trying to accept and tolerate.
But things like "insects" that were physically resistant and unacceptable caused her to feel a great impact on her body and mind.
The scene of crushing the bugs and having his hands full of green pulp seemed to reappear in front of his eyes. Lu Miao was frightened and frightened, and her heart became weak. Her sobs were scattered and broken. Fu Jingyou felt uncomfortable hearing this.
"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. 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 became deep, and his healthy wheat-colored skin turned an unnatural reddish color under the afterglow of the lantern not far away.
Restraining the changes in body and mind and putting some distance between him and Lu Miao, his deep voice surrounded him:
"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 easy to coax.
Fu Jingyou apologized sincerely and patiently coaxed her. She twitched and calmed down a lot.
Sniffling, Lu Miao looked into her moist 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 pouting, and his eyebrows lowered again:
"Still pouting?"
Lu Miao glared at him resentfully, the corners of her mouth trembling slightly, trying hard not to You pout, but some expressions and movements are subconscious. The more you adjust them deliberately, the weirder they become.
After holding it in for a few times, Lu Miao pursed her lips, but she pursed her lips even higher in frustration.
Fu Jingyou laughed dumbly, and with his anger at this point, he curled up his big hands and boldly rubbed her head, "Are you feeling better?"
Lu Miao nodded awkwardly, "Yes."
Fu Jingyou said: "Half of the busy farming season is over, just hold on for a few more days... After these few days, you will no longer need to go to the cotton field."
“Really?”
“Yes.” Fu Jingyou nodded with a determined expression: “I’m here.”
Lu Miao said “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)