655. Chapter 655 Two people watching together


In other words, Fu Jingyou knows his details and has met his two children, so he can rest assured.

In ancient times, there was a saying among ancestors of giving "quality".

Black-skinned Lao Si doesn’t say imitating him, but he probably means something like that.

Fu Jingyou stared at him deeply, handed the two children back, turned around with the bicycle and said:

"Follow me."

"Hey? Hey!"

The black-skinned old man was stunned for two seconds.

After realizing that he was probably recognized, he quickly put the two children into the basket on the back of the bicycle, pushed the bicycle and ran to follow Fu Jingyou.

Fu Jingyou first went to the education red class in the electromechanical factory.

Shi An came out with a small schoolbag on his back. Seeing that he was bringing someone else with him, he stepped forward and took his hand. He put his head in and politely shouted, "Hello, uncle, hello, brother and sister."

The black-skinned fourth son praised one after another:

"Sixth brother, this is your son? He looks like your sister-in-law, right? He is so decent, clean and sensible!"

Fu Jingyou responded. , say "it's the boss", then He got on his bicycle and walked in front:

"I have saved a lot of headbands at home, but I couldn't find you last time. You happened to be here today, so go up to my house and get them."

"Huh? This, this , OK! ”

Where is the trust in him?

This is so much trust in him!

When he went to find Fu Jingyou, Fu Jingyou was very anxious.

This time, I took him directly home...

You can see the difference. The black-skinned old man grinned and followed Fu Jingyou.

...

At home, Lu Miao didn’t know the black-skinned fourth child.

When I saw Fu Jingyou bringing someone back with two children, I thought they were Fu Jingyou’s workers at the mechanical and electrical factory.

It wasn’t until Fu Jingyou took her into the house and asked for a hair tie that she could tell:

“Is he from the black market?”

Fu Jingyou nodded and asked her in a low voice:

"Would you feel imprudent if I brought the person back?"

Lu Miao shook his head:

"Be cautious. A little bit, it’s okay.”

She understands him, he is the most considerate.

The person who will be brought back must be trustworthy.

Fu Jingyou smiled teasingly, rubbed the side of her face lovingly with his big palm, and went to the main room with his cloth bag.

Mei Zi is not here for dinner. She usually leaves at four or four thirty in the afternoon.

Fu Jingyou barged in the courtyard door, poured out everything from his headband to the big table in the hall, and asked the black-skinned Lao Si to count.

The black-skinned fourth child was just looking at the yard and the other two chubby children.

Hearing Fu Jingyou shouting, he quickly entered the house.

Seeing Lu Miao, the black-skinned fourth man felt awkward and asked with a dry smile:

"Is this, is this sister-in-law?"

The black-skinned fourth son is nearly thirty. At 20 years old, Fu Jingyou is younger than him, but he is capable.

When he called Fu Jingyou "brother", he didn't think anything of it.

But calling her Lu Miao's sister-in-law is a bit awkward.

Lu Miao is beautiful, well-raised, white and tender, otherwise she has a bulging belly, how could she tell that she is a married gay woman?

She looks just like a young girl.

Calling her "sister-in-law" is a bit hot for the black-skinned fourth child.

Don’t say that the black-skinned fourth guy is awkward.

Lu Miao is also quite awkward.

The dark-skinned fourth man has tanned skin all over his body. He used to grow crops, and his face has been roughened by life.

At less than thirty years old, he looks like he is thirty-six or seventy-seven. Lu Miao's initial impression of him was that he must be his uncle's generation. Not to mention how awkward it was to hear him call her sister-in-law.

Lu Miao smiled, poured water and said:

"Sister-in-law, that doesn't sound right to me. Brother, please call me Bao'er's mom."

It's just a title anyway. As long as it's not obtrusive, you can call me anything.

The fourth black man nodded, and then shook his head quickly. He wanted to refuse something, but Fu Jingyou pressed him down:

"That's it, let's do business first."

Hei Pi Laosi nodded again, and when he moved closer to the table, he called to the children in the yard who were gathered together and stared at each other:

"Da Mao Dali, come here and call someone first, this is the godmother!"

"Godmother..."

"Hello godmother!"

"..."

The corner of Lu Miao's mouth twitched slightly, and she looked at the two little black children in front of her, one big and one small, and then turned to look at Fu Jingyou:

"?"

So...

What is going on?

How did she become a godmother?

Forget it, the godmother calls her old. She sounds like someone in their thirties or forties...

The black-skinned fourth man was still present. Fu Jingyou didn’t explain anything. He just shook his cloth pocket and said:

“Don’t deal with those who have some, just call them uncle and aunt.”

He again If you don’t have a son, how can you be your daughter and your son?

The black-skinned old man rubbed the back of his head and nodded with a silly smile.

It seemed that he agreed to his words, but in fact, when the two children came to visit again later, they should still call them godfather and godmother.

Nowadays, Lu Miao occasionally spends her time at night using the sewing machine to tie two hair ties. In addition, she works steadily during the day, and has accumulated more than 400 hair ties intermittently.

The price is calculated as 12 cents, which is fifty yuan and four cents.

The black man didn’t expect to get the goods today, so he didn’t bring that much money.

Fu Jingyou packed the things and handed them to him, asking him to take them back first and calculate the money together later.

There is still a part from last time, and I haven’t paid them yet.

The black-skinned fourth man responded.

Fu Jingyou said again:

"From now on, if Chen Xiangdong and others have something to convey, you can come here, be careful... only you can come."

The following few Fu Jingyou emphasized the word.

Black-skinned Lao Si memorized it carefully.

After discussing a few more details with Fu Jingyou, the black-skinned old man put the two children into the basket on the back of his bicycle, pushed them out of the alley, and rode away.

Tang Mei asked who was in the kitchen.

Fu Jingyou was afraid that she would keep asking questions and worry about her, so he explained that he was a worker at the mechanical and electrical factory.

After hearing this, Tang Mei didn't ask any more questions, and just mentioned that he was his friend and should be kept at home for a meal.

Fu Jingyou said that the road was far away, and he was worried that it would be difficult to walk with his children in the dark, so he was anxious to go back and wait until he had a chance to eat next time.

Tang Mei was busy and said nothing.

Lu Miao turned on the lights in the main room, placed a chair with a backrest next to the table, and sat on one side to greet Shi An and do his homework.

Fu Jingyou understood and carried the other two little ones to the yard. Before it completely darkened, he collected red tomatoes from the vegetable patch.

The young couple divided the work reasonably and each was busy. They didn't talk about the matter in detail until late at night when everyone went back to the house to rest.

Fu Jingyou said that the situation was good and told Lu Miao most of the situation.

At this time, Lu Miao returned to her senses and sat up slowly in the darkness, protecting her stomach:

"You asked me to take care of the child, and then said you didn't want me to go to school. Does this have anything to do with it?"

"It is partly related to "No, but other situations are also true."

Fu Jingyou sat up and coaxed her to lie down again:

"You are so old, you can't stand it, and so are the children at home..."

"I read the news a few days ago. A family in a village outside the South Second Ring Road published a report in the newspaper saying that their child was missing. The children in our family are well-raised and everyone likes them when they see them. If the traffickers see them, they will not be safe. I thought it could be sold at a good price, so I was really eyeing it. "(End of Chapter)

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