Chapter 137 Jingyou, live on
Fu Jingyou’s entire wealth is almost a hundred dollars.
But Hu Zhiyuan said that if there were large yellow croakers, there would be no need to spend money, which made Fu Jingyou think a little.
"I will deal with this matter after this, Miaomiao..."
Fu Jingyou turned sideways and touched the back of Lu Miao's head, "You can live in the county with peace of mind for the time being and wait for my news."< br>
Lu Miao shook his head, frowning in confusion and confusion.
Fu Jingyou smiled calmly and relievedly.
"My background is not honorable, and this matter is not honorable either...Thank you very much for helping me connect, but be obedient and I will do the rest by myself, okay?"
Him? His origin is filthy, and this matter is dishonorable. It doesn't matter that he is involved in it.
But he didn't want to dirty Lu Miao's purity.
The bright and indulgent girl has taken a firm step towards him.
Then the remaining ninety-nine steps will be solved by himself, and he will run towards her without hesitation.
Lu Miao's slender brows gradually frowned, and the frown deepened.
She didn't hide anything from Fu Jingyou, she just wanted to tell him that she was willing to bear it with him.
However, it seems that she did not consider it comprehensively enough.
How could a man who has overcome adversity all the way not have his persistence and pride?
He...
Being able to accept her so-called "matchmaking" is already the limit.
How could he ask for her money again?
With clear thoughts in mind, Lu Miao pursed her lips and couldn't help but said worriedly:
"I actually don't care about this very much... Two hundred yuan is not a small amount. We can wait until we get over this hurdle."
"Don't worry."
Fu Jingyou felt a little sad. He tapped her eyebrows and said with a smile:
"Although I can't come up with two hundred yuan at once, I can come up with something else."
"What?"
Big yellow croaker? Antique, or?
“Gold.”
Lu Miao was stunned.
“I know a place with gold.”
Fu Jingyou continued to comfort her.
"Don't worry, I will handle this matter as soon as possible. If you are still willing to marry me by then, and you are still willing to marry me, I will definitely take you back."
"You are in the county for the time being. Stay in peace, okay?"
Lu Miao's cheeks trembled slightly and she managed to smile.
Peace of mind?
How can I feel at ease?
Although she was worried, Fu Jingyou had already made a decision at this juncture. She did not want to interfere with him, so as not to cause more and more complicated things.
Fu Jingyou didn’t bring much money with him this time, so he left Lu Miao with more than ten or twenty yuan.
He sent Lu Miao back to the guest house. When they said goodbye, Lu Miao looked at him and said very seriously:
"Fu Jingyou, I'm waiting for you to pick me up."
"Yes. ”
Fu Jingyou smiled sadly, his fierce face suddenly softened, and paired with a pair of deeply emotional peach blossom eyes, his whole person was incredibly gentle.
"I will definitely come."
"Well, see you then?"
"See you then."
Farewell at the door of the guest house, Lu Miao I stood there and stared for a long time.
It wasn't until Fu Jingyou stared at the bicycle that it completely disappeared from sight. Lu Miao took the two small bags of snacks Fu Jingyou bought for her and turned upstairs.
After that came the anxious waiting.
And what is Fu Jingyou doing?
On the way back to the brigade from the county, Fu Jingyou returned the bike from the brigade leader’s house. He packed it hastily, took some water, put on an airlock kerosene lamp, and headed for the mountains with a backpack on his back.
As he said, he knew where the gold was. Fragments of memories from his childhood were repeatedly rumbling through his mind. Fu Jingyou pursed her lips tightly and followed the increasingly blurred memories as much as possible as she walked toward a ravine deep in the mountains.
I have the impression that I have to climb over two mountains, and then I will encounter a lake. Walking downstream along the mountain stream formed by the water outlet, there will be a small and medium-sized waterfall.
The box is just under the waterfall...
Time has passed so long that the memory of childhood has been very blurry. Fu Jingyou walked from afternoon to evening, and from evening to night.
The mountain road is rugged and bumpy, and it is even more difficult to walk at night.
He found a place under a big tree, hastily cleaned up the area to create an isolation zone, then removed the shade of the kerosene lamp and used the kerosene lamp to light a fire.
To put out the kerosene lamp, he casually drew a small stick to light the fire.
It was dark all around, and there were occasional strange noises, but he didn't feel scared.
It is said that there is a soft-hearted deer god in the mountains who will save people who are lost and never want to return.
He had met it once when he was a child. Perhaps for this reason, he didn't feel so resistant when he came here again.
After walking on the mountain road for so long, her body was actually very tired, but Fu Jingyou stared at the fire in a daze, without any thought of resting.
My thoughts are mixed and uncontrollable, going back to a long, long time ago.
The Fu family used to be powerful.
A family of more than ten people is a big family in any era or dynasty.
But so many people died in the blink of an eye.
There is another one who stays deep in the mountains forever...
In such a big home, he is the only one left.
When he was still young, when He Hongjin and his wife came to find him, he had already had a clear idea in a daze.
He will never come to this deep mountain again.
But it seems that everything is not absolute.
The reproduction of life is uncertain, so he came here again...
It's time to let his mother take a look, he has grown up.
The autumn nights have begun to turn cold, and Fu Jingyou can't feel the slightest bit of chill while guarding the fire.
After spending a night in the mountains, the birds "chirped" and flew by in the early morning, and Fu Jingyou set off again.
This time we rejudged the direction and finally found the lake at noon.
He walked along the mountain stream formed by the outlet of the lake. After walking for more than two hours, the deafening sound of water reached his ears.
Soon, a blue pool appeared in front of us.
Fu Jingyou tightened the straps of the basket on his back and couldn't help but walk faster.
Ignoring whether thorns or branches would scratch him, he "slipped" all the way and slid down the slope on the side of the pool.
My body lost balance midway and rolled over. When I landed on the flat ground below, the originally hazy and unclear memories seemed to have opened a flood gate and returned to their original position clearly in an instant.
——"Jingyou, follow mother, hurry up!"
——"Mother, where are you going?"
——"Go further inside, and you can't be caught up, you know? ?”
——“Jingyou, stay alive, you know?”
——“Jingyou, mother, I’m sorry for you... Jing, cough… Jingyou..."
When his family suffered a disaster when he was young, Fu Jingyou was taken into the mountains by his mother.
Originally it was to survive, but later Fu’s mother seemed to realize something. After hiding for a few days, she chose to hang herself in the mountains.
Died in front of Xiaodou Ding Fu Jingyou.
Horrifying images and horrifying memories, Fu Jingyou subconsciously chose to seal them deep in his memory as a child.
When I came here this time, I just took away the box... But I didn’t expect that when I came here again, my memory would show such a vivid aspect.
Thank you for your encouragement, Ayao, keep working hard!
(End of this chapter)