Chapter 140 The Feeling of Home
“Uncle, Auntie, I know this is unexpected and shocking to you, but Fu Jingyou and I have already solemnly sworn to this portrait of Chairman M.”< br>
“The marriage certificate also goes through the process. The comrade working at the registration office stamped it, which is a fact.”
Why did Lu Miao have to get a marriage certificate before returning to the production team?
The reactions of Chen Guifen and He Hongjin were already within her expectations.
Although there is an element of cutting it off first and playing it later, Lu Miao believes that they will be able to accept it soon.
“I’m a little tired.”
Lu Miao looked at Fu Jingyou.
"Show the household registration page to your uncle and aunt. We want to go back to rest first and come back to get it later."
Fu Jingyou nodded, and he listened to whatever Lu Miao said. .
After carefully taking out the household registration page and placing it on the table, Fu Jingyou lifted the box and held Lu Miao in his arms.
"Uncle, aunt, please keep the household registration page and marriage certificate for me for now. I will come back to get them next time. Now let's take Lu Miao back to rest."
"Hey... ..."
Before He Hongjin could speak, the two of them had already walked to the yard.
He Hongjin frowned and sighed, then simply stopped talking, took the household registration page on the table and read it.
Seeing this, He Hongjin jumped up from his chair.
"This, this, this, this, this!!!!"
"?" Chen Guifen looked confused, "What happened to the household registration? What's the problem?"
He Hongjin's face turned red and he coughed several times because of his saliva. He pressed the household registration page on the table, pointed at the two words on it with trembling hands and said:
"Poor peasant! Poor peasant!"
"Poor peasant? Who? Lu Zhiqing? Doesn't Lu Zhiqing have a military household registration?"
He Hongjin was so excited that goosebumps appeared on his body, and his brain was buzzing. It took him a long time to find his voice again:
< br>"It belongs to that bastard! His household registration information is that of a poor peasant!!!"
"What?"
It was Chen Guifen's turn to be surprised.
Chen Guifen took the household registration page and read it carefully.
She still only recognized the three characters "Fu Jingyou" among the few sparse lines.
But holding the household registration page in her hands, she cherished it as if she were holding some treasure.
"Is it true? Did you read it wrong? Is it true?"
"I went crazy after eating so much that I lied to you about this?"
He Hongjin's rough and dark face turned serious for a moment, and in the blink of an eye he smiled a simple and honest smile:
"It's Lu Zhiqing, it must be Lu Zhiqing!"
He knows who he is!
He can take the pain, but when it comes to household registration, his boy is definitely not that capable.
Fu Jingyou had a problem with his identity in the past. How could He Hongjin dare to let him get involved with Lu Miao?
But things are different now, he is a glorious poor peasant!
Although the disparity in status is still huge, at least his boy is hard-working and down-to-earth.
You have a pair of good hands and feet, but are you still afraid that you won’t be able to earn a future?
Besides, now that the marriage certificate is all over the place, can you still regret it?
He Hongjin chuckled and looked at the household registration page with Chen Guifen. They wished they could nail a frame on the spot and frame it on the spot.
"I know that Lu Zhiqing is a lucky person! Look, look, look! That boy Xiaoliu has such a good look!"
He Hongjin couldn't stop praising him, and his attitude was the same. A 180-degree turn.
I was afraid that Fu Jingyou would get involved with Lu Miao before, but now I am so happy.
Although the household registration matter has been settled, He Hongjin is also sensible. Lu Miao must have made great efforts to know this matter.
In terms of status, Fu Jingyou has fallen behind.
There is also the matter of household registration. Not to mention Lu Miao's pampered childish temperament in the past, He Hongjin is also willing to offer her as a gift. "Damn it, don't you have three chickens at home? You kill them quickly. The couple just got married, and why don't you give them a hot stove?"
"How many eggs have you saved at home? You carry it over to them and give it all to them Carry it over and ask them to fire it themselves, and eat one a day, no, no no!"
He Hongjin slapped his forehead, shook his hands and said happily:
"It's one meal!"
Chen Guifen also recovered from the shock and surprise, and cherished the household registration page and the marriage certificate that looked like a small certificate.
"Why kill so many?"
Chen Guifen said with a smile: "Me! I will kill one and let them eat it first, and catch the other two for them. They will eat it." It’s up to them to raise them themselves!”
This is the right season to hatch chicks again.
For the first time, He Hongjin and Chen Guifen were too busy to go to the ground after dinner. The old couple were busy helping each other boil water and kill chickens.
On the other side, Fu Jingyou and Lu Miao returned to Fu's house.
The Fu family has been empty for half a month, and no matter how clean and careful it was before, a lot of dust has fallen during this period.
Fu Jingyou lives alone casually. The weather is gradually getting colder, and the mat on his bed has not been removed yet.
As soon as you enter the house, put your belongings on the table in the main room.
Fu Jingyou found a rag and wiped the chair to a clean area, "You sit down first, I will clean up."
Lu Miao shook her head, rolled up her sleeves, curved her lips and smiled:
"I'll clean it up with you."
Fu Jingyou originally wanted to refuse, but when he looked up, he saw her bright and fair face. With a gentle smile on his face, he opened and closed his lips, nodded slightly, and laughed.
“Okay.”
Lu Miao is his wife...
Of course, you have to ask her what she wants when it comes to tidying up the house and placing things.
Fu Jingyou’s stern face suddenly softened.
The old house seemed to be injected with warmth and became lively overnight.
It felt completely different from when Lu Miao came here before. This time, it seemed that a soul had been injected into it, making Fu Jingyou feel like home for the first time.
Warmth and warmth...
This feeling is so good...
"Oh, your bed is not good, you take out the quilt, I will clean the room, you go and take out the kitchen!"
"Okay..."
While working, Fu Jingyou couldn't help but glance at Lu Miao's small back.
He was not concentrating on his work, and his efficiency and speed were reduced. He inserted himself into the gap between the beds and narrowly avoided tripping.
Lu Miao couldn't stand it anymore, so she rushed him to the kitchen and slowly cleaned up the front room.
The layout of the Fu family is three rooms in the main house, two rooms in the cabin, and the kitchen and backyard are counted separately.
The three rooms in the main house are the front lobby room, and there are two side rooms on the left and right.
The hut corresponds to the location of the two side houses in the front and faces the bamboo forest at the back.
Normally, it is used to store farm tools and store grain. Fu Jingyou is the only one in the Fu family. In the past, the work points were halved, and there was basically no food to store.
Nowadays, except for the resting room, the other rooms are filled with all kinds of messy things.
Lu Miao plans to clean up the sleeping area first, and then pick a place with good weather for other places, and then take care of them slowly.
Everyone in the production team knew about the news of Lu Miao's return to the city.
The opportunity to return to the city was rare. Everyone in the production team, whether they were commune members or educated youth, felt that it was impossible for her to come back.
(End of this chapter)