Chapter 565 Package
Fu Jingyou is not afraid of her finding fault.
He just loves her to find fault.
If you can find fault, it means that your energy and spirit are indeed recovering and improving.
This is a good sign.
"I'll take you to the main room to sit for a while. After a while, I'll open the window and clean up the room. Let some air flow and the room will feel fresh."
Lu Miaofu nodded weakly.
I didn’t really ask him to hug me, so I let him go to the main room with me.
Moved from the kang to the tire swing, and settled in another place.
Fu Jingyou walked out and walked in. As soon as he opened the window and swept the floor, the courtyard door was knocked:
"No. 19 Qingta Hutong, is anyone at home? There is a postal package from your house!"
"Package, what package?"
Tang Mei poked her head out of the kitchen, wiping her wet hands. Going to open the door.
Fu Jingyou knew it well.
He was running around a while ago and didn't receive a call from Hu Zhiyuan.
The packages being called outside now are probably the ones he asked Hu Zhiyuan to get.
Waving Tang Mei to leave it alone, Fu Jingyou put down the broom and dustpan and ran to open the door herself.
After a while, a heavy wooden box was brought into the courtyard.
He put the things on the open space in front of the main door.
I went into the house and took the tool kit and started unpacking it in the yard.
Lu Miao couldn't help but be curious, she cheered up and walked a few steps outside, looked at it and asked:
"Who sent such a big box from the south?"
"Sent from the south. "
Hearing that it was sent from the south, the first thing Lu Miao thought of was He Hongjin and the others.
I was thinking about what is in such a big box.
Fu Jingyou had already quickly removed the nails in the top circle and opened the wooden board to reveal the flower quilt corners inside.
“Quilt?”
Lu Miao looked slightly suspicious.
“No.”
Fu Jingyou shook his head and said nothing more.
Lu Miao also calmed down, took a small parcel and sat quietly beside it, watching him intently as he unpacked the express.
Oh - wrong, it's about unpacking.
The broken mattress in the box felt damp and cool to the touch.
Fu Jingyou feels that there is more hope, and this thing should be feasible.
Unfolding the mattress, the first thing exposed were two pickle jars.
Fu Jingyou took out the jar, and there was still the sound of water sloshing inside.
It should be used by Hu Zhiyuan to store ice.
He continued to grope down, but Lu Miao looked at him confused.
What is this all about?
Are you going to such great lengths just to send two jars of pickles?
Can't?
Lu Miao held the little Maza and wanted to take a closer look.
Fu Jingyou suddenly grabbed something and handed it to her:
"What..."
Before the word "Yeah" was uttered, Lu Miao was already stunned. .
Fu Jingyou has big hands.
He grabbed a handful of orange and red mountain cherries that were only about the size of a thumb.
Most women during pregnancy are emotional.
Or maybe I was really moved.
Lu Miao's nose felt sour and tears fell uncontrollably.
"It's such a long journey, what are you doing with all this?"
The corners of her lips trembled, and she cried with sobs:
"It's not too troublesome! My uncle and aunt are so old... "
"This matter did not alarm my uncle and aunt, I asked Hu Zhiyuan to "I made it." She was crying out of breath. Fu Jingyou felt sorry for her and wiped her tears, then led her into the house and sat down:
"I've seen it, there are pomegranates and Xing'er in it, after a while. Try them one by one and see if you feel better after eating them.”
Those who are loved are always confident.
Lu Miao didn’t know what was wrong with her.
Obviously the child's father went to great lengths to get these mountain cherries for her sake.
Obviously the child's father has been coaxing her and protecting her, but the tears just can't be stopped.
The more he coaxed her, the harder she cried.
In the end, I was really exhausted, so I cried and fell asleep on Fu Jingyou’s shoulder.
Fu Jingyou took her back to the room, filled her with water, wiped her face and wiped away the sweat on her body.
The box of fruits in the yard that took several days to arrive from the south to the north was collected by Tang Mei.
When Tang Mei realized what Fu Jingyou had done, she was also shocked.
In the current situation, in many families, regardless of whether they are pregnant or not, it is already quite good to have a full stomach.
Fruits and the like are simply luxuries.
There is always fruit in their family’s daily life, so I won’t talk about it for now.
In order to make their little baby feel more comfortable, the son-in-law actually thought of this way and did this.
No matter where you put it, it will be the only one.
After such a round, not to mention a lot of effort, but just how much thought is involved?
If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t even dare to think about it, let alone do it.
Tang Mei picked out the crushed fruits, admiring and recognizing her son-in-law from the bottom of her heart.
It is their duty to be motivated and capable. The key is to care for their little treasure, be patient and willing to put in the effort.
Such a good son-in-law, it is really difficult to find another son-in-law.
...
Fu Jingyou doesn’t know what my aunt is thinking.
When the season comes, mountain cherries and apricots are ripe and can’t bear to be put away.
Fu Jingyou picked out the better ones from the good ones, washed two plates, and carried them all the way to the room.
The two little tails behind him pursed their little mouths and followed along with a stream of laughter:
"Dad, Dad, I want one, I want one!"
"I want it too, Dad, I want it too!"
One person gave a Xing'er.
Fu Jingyou bent his knees and pushed his son out of the room, then turned his hand and caressed the back of his daughter's head and sent them out of the room together.
He bowed and said seriously:
"Mom hasn't been feeling well recently, so don't make any noise and let her have a good rest... There are still apricots and mountain cherries in the kitchen, but we don't eat a lot because they belong to mom."
Dabao said naively: "Mom will Willing to give the baby something to eat.”< br>
Fu Jingyou said: "That's because mother loves you, so she let you. Now that mother is uncomfortable, you should also let mother."
Dabao's little fleshy hands scratched his ears, and he looked like a tiger. He seems to understand even though he doesn't understand.
Fu Jingyou didn’t have time to reason with the two children at the moment, so he raised his chin and said:
"Let's play."
The two little ones immediately ran away holding the round orange Xing'er.
......
After crying once in the afternoon, Lu Miao seemed to have vented all her negative emotions.
When she woke up again in the evening, her eyes were bright and her energy was very good.
I rarely got off the kang and sat at the big table in the main room for a while.
The breathless feeling that had been clinging to her chest was gone, and she had a little appetite.
Fu Jingyou ate some of the mountain cherries and Xing'er each.
When I first thought about this bite, I was thinking about the unique sweet and sour taste.
But now, whether it is mountain cherries or apricots, they are almost ripe and rotten, and there is only sweetness in your mouth.
Although it was different from what he expected, Lu Miao still enjoyed the food.
She felt a little fuller in her stomach, and she didn't feel so soft when she walked.
Fu Jingyou took her hand and took her for a few laps in the courtyard.
When the food is almost gone, dinner will be ready.
Lu Miao ate a bowl of sticky rice porridge and suddenly looked up at Fu Jingyou:
"Will you buy pig trotters and come back tomorrow? I want to eat braised pig trotters."