The bicycle rode along the hilly slope toward the production team.
The unique "clanging" sound of the wheels made He Hongjin poke his head out of the ground.
He Hongjin thought it was someone from the commune or the county, but he saw it was Fu Jingyou.
He Hongjin hammered his hoe and shouted:
"Xiao Liu, what are you doing? You don't work in the county when it's time to work, why do you come back to do it?"
Fu Jingyou was thinking about things at home and kept riding his bicycle for a moment:
"I'm taking a leave of absence. I won't be working during this time!"
"What the hell? Are you really the 500-year-old guy?" one Half! What a stupid boy, why don’t you ask for leave!”
“Miaomiao is awake, my wife is awake!”
“I don’t want to give you back your wife…”
He Hongjin was stuck, "What?!"
Other people working in the field were like the groundhogs, and they all stood up and said:
"What? Xiao Liu's wife is awake. ? Is it true? ”
“Is it okay? This woman has stepped into the door of hell, can she really get better? ”
No one can answer these questions. .
Fu Jingyou and his car had already disappeared without a trace.
He Hongjin could no longer work, so he hurried back with his hoe.
When I got home, I leaned my hoe against the wall of the yard, pulled off my coat and started shouting:
"His mother, his mother! Stop working, that girl is awake, hurry up Look!”
“What?”
There was no time to close the courtyard gate, so He Hongjin and Chen Guifen hurried to Fu's house.
It’s not just He Hongjin and Chen Guifen.
After hearing the news, many people in the team came back from the fields and went to Fu's house to see what was going on.
After waking up yesterday, Lu Miao slept for more than ten hours.
When Fu Jingyou came back, she was sitting by the bed.
Dabao and Xiaobao were on the inside of the bed, one holding her mother's hand and the other riding on her mother's thigh, tossing them back and forth.
Lu Miao looked at the two children calmly, but Fu Jingyou felt that the two little ones were annoying and disturbed her rest.
I quickly spread out the mat in the main room, put up the fence, and put the Dabao and the Dabao in with one hand.
He forgot to put away the small wooden toys this time, and the second child refused to listen, stomping on the fence and crying.
Dabao amused himself by holding his calves and nibbling his toes. When he saw his sister crying, he crawled over to her and lay on the fence to see why she was crying.
Erbao's little face turned red from crying. In anger, he waved his little hand around and accidentally slapped Dabao.
Dabao pursed his lips and touched his face, and started to cry.
The two children cried one after another. Lu Miao couldn't sit still and pushed himself up to go out to see the situation.
"What are you recruiting them for? Look how anxious they are."
"It's okay to cry for a while, just ignore them for now."
Fu Jingyou held her down and didn't let her move.
"Are you hungry? There are stewed pigeons and stewed snow clams. I'll get them for you."
Lu Miao nodded, still nervous about the two children.
She was still weak. Fu Jingyou didn't want Dabao and Erbao to come over and make trouble for her, so he asked Tang Mei to put down her work first and concentrate on coaxing the child.
When the team arrived at Fu's house, Fu Jingyou was sitting by the bed, feeding Lu Miao red dates and snow clams in small spoonfuls.
He Hongjin stood at the door of the room and scratched his head. He was happy, but he didn't know what to say.
Chen Guifen pushed him away, sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed one of Lu Miao's hands:
"How are you? How do you feel, kid?"
Lu Miao He smiled, feeling better than yesterday, but still very weak:
"Auntie, I'm fine, but I still feel a little tired occasionally."
Chen Guifen was so angry when she heard her talk that she didn't have much energy. She didn't ask anything else at the moment and just asked her to have a good rest. Then she sat aside and watched Fu Jingyou eating for her.
He Hongjin blocked the door of the room. People outside were poking their heads to see, but no one dared to come forward.
The young daughters-in-law were very active and went out of the house to go around to the window and look in.
That’s amazing!
The person who had been bleeding heavily and was said to be dying is now not only awake, but also able to eat!
Mom, this is really the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva, can't it be blessed by a golden body?
The older members of the club talked about it and said how magical it was. The young man, after talking about Lu Miao's "resurrection from the dead", started gossiping about the attitude of the men of the Fu family towards their wives:
"See, you have to feed me something to eat." When it comes to my mouth, I have never seen such a disgusting thing!”
“I’m really not ashamed...”
"That's right!"
"Look at it, you guys are wiping your mouth. With so many people watching, you are not afraid of being embarrassed to death!"
The little wives were ashamed to comment, feeling that the people in the room were The scenes and actions are very unflattering.
But I stood outside the window and watched for a while, and saw Fu Jingyou looking serious and attentive.
A group of young wives suddenly felt inexplicably unhappy.
If someone could love her, if she could be held in someone's hand and cared for, what woman wouldn't appreciate it?
The men of the Fu family really love their wives.
Why didn’t they notice it when they were not married?
The more I look at it, the more uncomfortable I feel.
The young wives waved their hands, each with a gloomy look on their face. Not to mention they were excited about gossip when they came, but they were not very happy when they went back.
Fu Jingyou doesn't care what outsiders think.
This is in his own home.
He can treat his wife as he wants.
That's his business.
What do outsiders say?
What's bothering them?
Lu Miao just woke up and had little appetite. After eating half a bowl of snow clams, she started shaking her head and pushing the bowl.
Fu Jingyou didn’t force her to eat either.
Putting the bowl aside, he rummaged through the box and pulled out a large, bulging cloth bag.
There are countless small pockets inside the big cloth pocket, and Fu Jingyou takes them out one by one:
"There are walnuts, pine nuts, melon seeds, peanuts, raisins..."
"What do you want to eat? I'll peel it for you."
Lu Miao snickered, her throat was broken. It was so comfortable, she coughed twice, shook her head and said:
“Don’t eat now, you bring the baby over and let me take a look.”
“My aunt and uncle are watching, don’t worry about it for now. them.”
Fu Jingyou closed the door, and with a sound of "she", the curtains were also closed.
He took off his shoes, slipped past Lu Miao, and lay down on his side on the bed.
With his back pressed against the mat, he turned sideways and patted her.
Lu Miao understood and slid down to lie down.
He was burdened with physical and mental pressure. For nearly a year, he barely slept peacefully.
Lu Miao asked softly:
"Shall I sleep with you for a while?"
"Yes."
Fu Jingyou held one of her hands tightly and nodded gently.
Beside her, he was not at all defensive and soon fell asleep.
Lu Miao turned sideways and looked at his face carefully.
The man is still handsome, but there is always an aura of vicissitudes of life about him.
Especially those handsome eyebrows.
Even if you relax easily at this time, you can still vaguely see the traces of the word Sichuan in the center of your eyebrows.
In addition, there are a lot of sparse white hairs on the sideburns, the top of the head, and the back of the head.
In less than a year, I feel like I have aged several years.
Lu Miao swallowed, feeling heavy in her heart.
Get closer to Fu Jingyou, wanting to kiss him distressedly.