There are not many people making phone calls in small counties.
Even fewer make long-distance calls.
Fu Jingyou stood there holding the microphone. The comrades working next to him and those who came over to do things were all looking at him.
It was difficult for him to say anything too private and intimate, so he could only mobilize his emotions like a veteran cadre, and said solemnly:
"Hey, it's me."
"Well, I know it's you."
In contrast, Lu Miao's voice was much lighter:
"How are you, uncle and aunt? Why are you calling me back at this time? Are you coming back or something?"
"No, everything is fine here, don't worry... I just called you to discuss something."
"Huh?" br>
Fu Jingyou summarized the words and gave a rough overview of the situation.
In the Beijing Post Office, Lu Miao was holding the microphone. After listening to what he said, everyone was a little confused.
Not only Fu Jingyou has never thought about changing the child's surname to the household registration, Lu Miao also never thought about it in the past.
You can take your father’s surname or your mother’s surname.
But there is no need to mention it separately.
As if to prove something, they asked which one to take their father's last name and which one to take their mother's last name.
Besides, there is no throne to inherit in the family, so why bother to make it so complicated?
But after hearing Fu Jingyou’s explanation, Lu Miao felt it was reasonable.
Her ideas were mostly formed through a more enlightened education in the future.
She can act according to her own ideas, but she cannot force others to have the same idea as her.
Thinking about it from another perspective, maybe her father and aunt under traditional thinking, like the child's father said, really care about this matter?
"I'll go back and ask later, but having said that, don't you have any objections to this matter?"
After all, Fu Jingyou is also a native of this era.
Fu Jingyou laughed softly and asked her:
"What else do I have in mind? If I just change my surname, wouldn't my son be my son?"
"Then who knows?"
Lu Miao laughed and joked:
"Is it possible that my father will let his children call you uncle or uncle when he comes back?"
"Then No."
Fu Jingyou became serious for a second and said firmly:
"The surname can be Lu. If dad insists, I can register with the Lu family, but I must be the biological and nominal father of the child."
It can be understood that the child has two names.
No matter where the household registration is, the only difference is the name, everything else remains unchanged.
It’s too complicated to explain in the future.
Moreover, if the child gets older, he will think things wrong.
What should I do if I misinterpret an unfounded parent and make me no longer close to them?
That's not what he wanted to see.
His original intention was to get the best of both worlds.
“Okay, I understand this.”
Lu Miao nodded while holding the microphone and asked him carefully:
"The eldest and second treasures are going to school, so we must first implement their plans. We won't use the yang one for the time being, so we can put it away... I'll go back and see what dad says, and we'll discuss the details when you come back."
"Yeah."
Fu Jingyou responded softly.
The microphone went silent briefly, and neither of them spoke.
Afraid that his wife would hang up the phone, Fu Jingyou wondered how his family was doing.
Before he could speak, his wife's soft and gentle voice came from the other side of the phone:
"When will you come back?"
"I'm not urging you, I'm just asking... you Just deal with things over there with peace of mind and stay with your uncle and aunt for a few more days. Everything will be fine here in Beijing."
"Yes." Fu Jingyou smiled knowing that she was also thinking about him. Slightly curved.
"I will go back in a week at most. Take care of the children and yourself, don't let me worry."
"I know, then..."
Lu Miao asked in a low voice: "Then I Hang up?" Fu Jingyou clicked on the wall and glanced sideways while holding the phone.
Those who were looking at him on the phone pretended to be nonchalant and turned away.
He retracted his gaze, his voice was deep and low, he slowed down each sentence and said a series of words intermittently like a murmur:
"I miss you, all the time, every second, every minute, e very hour, every day."
Lu Miao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed:
"It's very good, my English has improved again"
Fu Jingyou looked soft. Listen quietly to her laugh.
Lu Miao quickly calmed down her laughter, arched her eyebrows, and added gently but carefully:
"Me too."
What is it?
Of course I miss him.
Fu Jingyou’s eyebrows softened, and the other side of the microphone said again:
"Waiting for you to come home."
"Okay."
He nodded lightly and hung up the phone.
“Long-distance calls are expensive, only 30 cents in total.”
Fu Jingyou touched his pocket and handed someone 50 cents. After getting the change, he got on his bicycle.
With the children's birth certificates in hand, we started getting down to business.
A small place has its advantages.
When he was in northern Beijing, Fu Jingyou inquired about the household registration process.
Big cities are more strict. If your child is over one year old, the more supporting documents you need to produce.
And every link may get stuck.
To sum it up: it is difficult to accomplish anything in a short period of time.
It was different here in my hometown. I was given the child’s birth certificate, along with the parents’ marriage certificate. After explaining the specific situation, the procedures were quickly passed.
However, the information needs to be stored in the database, and the child’s household registration page will not be available soon. It will take a month.
Fu Jingyou definitely couldn’t stay in his hometown for a month, so he gave the general situation.
The relevant departments asked him to leave his address information and pay five cents.
The five cents mainly include stamps and envelopes. If you get the household registration leaflet, we will mail it to you.
Fu Jingyou quickly thanked him and wrote a neat note to pay the money.
The matter of registering the child has come to an end for the time being. Fu Jingyou pushed his bicycle to the county department store again.
I bought some food, nutritional supplements and daily necessities.
Walking back, when the bicycle entered the boundary of the production team, it happened to hit the sunset that covered half of the sky.
The shadows of Fu Jingyou and the bicycle were stretched in the opposite direction...
When I bought a bunch of things and went home, I was inevitably nagging by my uncle and aunt.
But it doesn’t matter.
Back in Beijing, in order to "protect" his wife, Fu Jingyou had developed a thick skin in front of Tang Mei.
He Hongjin and Chen Guifen stood in the courtyard nagging them.
He was busy with his work on the big table in the room without disturbing each other.
Yu Hao never came, so Fu Jingyou took the initiative to find him.
It’s hard to go empty-handed when you go to someone’s home.
Fu Jingyou packed some milk powder and malted milk.
After dinner, the village gradually fell into the dead of night, with only the threshing fields on both sides still busy.
Fu Jingyou conferred with Chen Guifen and He Hongjin, then picked up his things and went out without telling anyone.
The kerosene lamp was on at Zaohua’s house, but Zaohua’s mother had already taken her children to rest.
Zaohua is not in good spirits and cannot take care of herself.
After dinner, Yu Hao had just given her water to take a bath.
When Fu Jingyou arrived, Zaohua had finished taking a bath.
She sat on the long bench in the main room and let Yu Hao comb and tie her hair. (End of this chapter)