"Yeah."
Lu Miao nodded, went into the house and put down his things, lazily lay on the swing and swayed gently:
"I seem to have been a little hypoglycemic recently...you have to weigh some fructose or something." I keep it at home. I take a few pills every day when I go out."
"Why do you suddenly suffer from hypoglycemia?"
Fu Jingyou patted Erbao and asked her to go play with her brothers.
He knelt down next to Lu Miao, held her hand affectionately and squeezed:
"What are the symptoms? What's wrong with you? Let's go to the hospital and have a look."
"It's not that. Exaggeration..."
Lu Miao shook his head lazily, "That's why I haven't had much rest during the continuous running."
I didn't feel tired before, but as soon as I asked for leave, I planned to take a good rest. It seemed that I was relaxed and tired immediately. It surged up.
Lu Miao was like a lazy snake in winter, lying down and not wanting to move at all:
“I have already asked for leave. I don’t have to go to the Guoying News Agency tomorrow and next week. I can rest well at home and just sleep in for a few days. "Slow down."
Fu Jingyou looked at her with deep peach blossom eyes, not only disapproving, but also a little unhappy.
Lu Miao curled her lips and smiled, gently swinging on the swing with her toes, putting her hand on his arm and shaking her coquettishly:
"Don't worry so much..."
Afraid that he would keep this matter in his mind and feel uneasy no matter where he went, Lu Miao took a breath and said:
"If you are really worried, you can go to the hospital to seek safety and security, but you I have to wait for a while, slowly... I'm really tired now, and I don't want to move at all."
Fu Jingyou nodded.
As long as she is willing to go, nothing else can be discussed.
“Are you not feeling uncomfortable now?”
Lu Miao shook her head.
It’s not uncomfortable, but I just don’t have the energy and don’t want to do anything.
I don’t really want to say anything.
Fumbling to get up from the swing, Lu Miao walked slowly into the house:
"You buy candies and drop by the bookstore to see if there is a French dictionary and buy me a copy."
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Lu Miao was a soft-spoken person, and being made difficult by Chen Qinghai was a sign of helplessness as a newcomer.
No one wants to be criticized for being cowardly, and she is even less willing to humbly beg Chen Qinghai for a dictionary.
No matter how tight the family expenses are, there is still enough money to buy a book.
Thinking about these troubles, Lu Miao frowned and lay down on the kang depressed:
"There is money in the table, you can take it yourself."
Fu Jingyou said "hmm" and sat on the edge of the kang, looking at her worriedly.
She has always been like this lately, not eating well and looking tired wherever she goes.
My temper has become a bit louder...
There are many things that I could tell her just by chatting, but now I dare not say them easily.
I'm just afraid of making her unhappy.
Fu Jingyou was worried. He was worried that she was suffering from physical problems due to fatigue and that she was being bullied at work.
At this critical juncture, she refused to speak up, and he did not dare to ask more questions...
Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Fu Jingyou gently stroked her side and coaxed her. Question:
“I’m going to the department store. What else do you want? I’ll buy it back together.”
“No more.”
Lu Miao thought for a while, then turned around and hooked his hand:
“I want to eat shabu-shabu, buttery and spicy!”
Recent adjustments have been made at home. The food, meat, eggs, and milk kept changing, but Lu Miao always felt that it was almost boring.
“Every meal usually tastes bland and bland, I can’t even eat it...”
Her eyes were wet, her mouth was pursed and she pulled Fu Jingyou to act coquettishly:
"I want to eat something heavy, can that be okay?"
My wife wants to eat it, can Fu Jingyou say no?
Of course not.
"Okay, I'll go out and look for it. What else do you want for the spicy hotpot with butter? Is it still the same as before? Eat it with hot side dishes?"
"The leafy vegetables only need the heart of the side dishes. What else?" Want beef or mutton, thin slices! ”
Lu Miao got a little more energetic, sat up and started chattering:
"There is also sesame sauce, I want to use sesame sauce to dip it in!" Hot pot first started in the Han Dynasty, but the things Lu Miao said and how to eat it, At this stage, I really can’t find many people who are as particular as her.
What she said would sound like fantasy and cunning in any family, but Fu Jingyou was willing to indulge her.
If she wanted it, he would find a way to get it.
It was the food she named and she wanted to eat. After making it, she would be able to eat more...
After thinking about it, Fu Jingyou sat down at the small table and pulled out some notebooks to write down all the things she ordered. Come down.
Finally, I turned around and saw her with bright eyes and an expectant look on her face. She was rarely full of energy these days.
He softened his heart, put his arm around the back of her neck and brought her to him, and pressed his lips against hers lovingly.
“You have a good rest, I will be back soon.”
"Yes."
Lu Miao's fair face was lightly powdered, and the little chicken nodded, looking very gentle and well-behaved.
Tom Cat Fu Jingyou pushed his bicycle and went out to "hunt" quickly.
Two pounds of white rabbit toffee and a French dictionary were quickly purchased.
Fu Jingyou also bought some extra snacks such as fruit peel and shaqima.
Seasonal leafy vegetables are easy to talk about, and I grow them at home.
Caixin is also easy to say. Fu Jingyou bought two Chinese cabbages, cut them up and took out the center part.
Some of the food outside can be fried and eaten at home, so it is not wasted.
There are also pig blood sellers in the market.
I remember that when I was in my hometown, I also cooked these vegetables in winter.
Fu Jingyou looked at them while walking and bought some.
The only thing hard to find is butter.
There are not as many people eating beef and mutton as there are people eating pork, so the supply in this area is relatively small.
As for butter, there is only so much butter on a cow, so you can buy it if you happen to be lucky.
Unfortunately, we were able to squat together for ten and a half days.
Fu Jingyou rode his bicycle to several markets near and far.
Most of them sell beef and mutton, but there is no one selling butter.
He almost inquired with the trap, and finally got information about which butcher joint should have butter.
But we won’t know the accurate news until two or three in the morning.
Because the slaughterhouse only sent the latest slaughtered beef at that time.
Fu Jingyou was afraid that someone would beat him to it, so he stuffed the employee of the butcher shop with a pack of two-cent cigarettes.
After communicating with someone, I said that if there was any, I would keep it for him and he would come over in the early morning.
The employees of the meat joint shop saw that he wanted to do something, and they immediately agreed.
Butter is different from lard.
There is always a fishy smell when boiled. Not many people want it.
It would be nice to just walk out and save him from having to come back and sell to others.
Fu Jingyou spent two days preparing the ingredients for a butter hot pot meal.
The next day Lu Miao got up early in the morning and started cooking and cleaning up.
Tang Mei was taking care of her children and saw Fu Jingyou getting up early in the morning and going out in the dark, just to get the two or three kilograms of butter that was not fishy or sexy.
I will inevitably start nagging again:
"You two really don't mind the trouble!"
"You give her whatever she wants?"
"You just let her do whatever she wants? Which family can do this?" "
Lu Miao clicked her tongue and said:
"Little aunt, why are you always nagging about this and that? Even the evil mother-in-law in the alley next door can't tell you that Brother You loves me. Not good yet?”
"..."
Tang Mei opened her mouth.
How could she become an evil mother-in-law just by saying a few words? (End of this chapter)