The corners of Lu Miao's lips curved, and her smile was like the gentlest wind in spring.
Her words make people feel happy when they hear her words.
The county magistrate’s wife had a smile on her face and joked:
“I’ve heard about your little mouth, and I saw you today, and you really deserve your reputation.”
After that, lead Lu Miao inside:
"Okay, they have all sat down. Let's all go inside and sit down! It's sunny and hot outside."
"Hey!"
The women and children all went to the house. Limo.
There were about twenty people who came over, and there was no room for one table.
They divided a table for men and a table for women and children.
There was someone drinking at the man's table, and it was noisy the entire time.
Lu Miao focused on a few children, and the wives of several cadres nearby often talked to her.
She didn’t pay much attention to what was going on at the table over there.
She doesn't like to serve at dinner parties and the wine table culture, and forcing people to do business makes people very annoying.
When I came, I was really a little impatient.
Fortunately, apart from the initial scene, everyone chatted about everyday things.
She only needs to reply occasionally and say a few vague sentences. She doesn't have to concentrate so much, which is a lot easier.
After finishing the meal, Lu Miao was in a good mood.
Driving home later, Xiao Mingxia refused to sit down properly. She stood in the gap between the two driver's seats, clasped her little hands and said:
"Mom, daddy's car and The uncle’s car didn’t have a red flag, but my grandpa’s car had a red flag.”
Shi'an is not old, but he is a good brother.
Afraid of her falling, I adjusted my position and sat behind her, with my legs and arms firmly surrounding her.
Lu Miao turned around and stretched out her arms to rub Shi An's head.
At this time, the little girl seriously raised three fingers and said:
"Grandpa's car has three little red flags connected together."
Lu Miao coaxed the little girl to explain:
"Grandpa's car is a 'Hongqi' brand car, and the red flag on the side of the car is a symbol."
Mingyi turned his head from the window, excited Said:
"Well, mom, dad's car doesn't have a red flag. Dad's license plate is a small car with a 'no red flag' plate."
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Lu Miao was stunned for a moment and did not turn around for a while.
Maybe the children understand each other better. Mingxia immediately said:
"No, dad's car is a 'no clothes' brand car. I just saw the clothes on the back of the car. It’s all broken!”
Mingxia is actually talking about the car paint.
On this point, Mingyi immediately said loudly:
"Then what you said is wrong, then, why can't it be a 'Huayi' brand car?"
There are not many small cars in the small county town, and the ones Fu Jingyou can borrow are all It is an old car that has been used for many years.
The car paint is indeed spent.
Lu Miao listened for a while before he understood what the children were arguing about.
She shook her head, smiled and said nothing.
I left my little mouths to argue on my own.
The discussion in the car was intense, and neither twin brother nor sister accepted the other.
In the end, they simply crossed their arms, pouted and said "hum", and turned to look aside.
People are small and have a big temper, but they come and go quickly.
The car drove to the hilltop opposite the village, facing the golden halo of the afternoon sun, the three little ones sang the song they learned in the Children's Palace:
La la la la la la, la la la...
A small cloud, coming slowly~
Please take a rest! Stop for now~
The mountain flowers are blooming on the mountain, so I just came to the mountain~
It turns out that you also went up the mountain to see the mountain flowers blooming...
...
It is "Treading the Waves" released by singer Shen Yan in 1979.
The original lyrical song, transformed into children's voices and words, can penetrate people's hearts and purify all negative emotions and worries.
Lu Miao was aroused by the children and sang along.
Happiness seems to be embodied at this moment. Fu Jingyou looked at her sideways, his deep peach blossom eyes under the golden sunlight, burning with terrifying seriousness.
In the past, she mostly hummed little tunes and rarely really sang at the top of her voice.
When she opened her voice this time, Fu Jingyou discovered another shining point in her.
He didn't know how many shining points she still had hidden in her body.
But it doesn't matter.
He still has a lifetime to discover slowly.
Fu Jingyou's sexy lips are slightly raised at the corners, and the arc is just right, not overt, but full of endless tenderness.
He smiled happily, looked ahead and drove the car steadily.
The light and melodious singing was blown out of the car window by the wind and intertwined into the continuous green waves.
Dance gently and slowly with the fragrance of rice and the wind.
Farmers uncles harvesting with sickles in the fields far and near, or busy cutting in the paddy fields, heard the noise.
They all stopped, stood up and looked around.
Smiles and expressions of relief appeared on the faces that were sweating and stained by the sun.
At this moment, this situation is here.
Probably no one doesn’t envy this happy family.
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In the morning, I stepped on the morning dew and went to the lake to pick lotus pods.
In the afternoon, when the sun was half gone, I went to the fields to cut rice.
When the wind blows, take the children to the fields to catch a few rice fish.
Back in the summer, Fu Jingyou took Mingyi, Mingxia, and Minjie to play wildly.
There is an extra hour this year, and occasionally Lu Miao will follow.
Every time we go out there is a big group.
A sheep head walks in front, followed by numbers 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. Wherever you go, there is excitement.
This year, He Hongjin was not stopped from killing pigs.
The old couple started organizing early in the morning, running around the village, going from house to house to inform them of the pig slaughter.
Raising pigs is not easy. In addition to handing over pigs, the pigs raised by each household are usually not killed until the end of the year.
The purpose is to have a prosperous year and have more motivation and hope for the next year.
Although farmers live in poverty, during the busy farming season, their burdens are heavy, so many people will buy some meat to feed their stomachs.
It’s just that the supply of pork on the market is limited, so it’s really hard to grab.
As soon as the villagers heard that the He family was going to slaughter a pig, many people came early in the morning.
The ostentation is no less than during the Chinese New Year.
The people gathered around were shouting, this family wants a lot of fat.
That family wants some pork liver as a topping.
If I really can’t get a lot of fat, I’ll buy a pair of heart and lungs and fry them in a big pot.
Or you can buy a pair of pig's feet and bring them home. After stewing them, more than half of the pot's oil will come out, which is many times less watery than the daily clear soup.
The He family raised 110 pigs for half a year, but they were all sold out just half an hour after they were slaughtered.
If He Hongjin hadn't stood firm, the quarter of the fat and thin pork left at home would have been robbed.
In the afternoon, Fu Jingyou was nagging about this matter after fetching water to wash away the blood marks in the courtyard:
"If you want to eat meat, I'll just run a few more times and buy some. I've only raised this pig for half a year. It's big or small. It would be a pity to kill it."
"What's a pity? Piglets are easy to catch now." , Just catch another one tomorrow and keep it.”
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A Yao has something to say:
If it were to end here, would you also believe it?
Haha~
But no, Xiaobao’s life is still going on! (End of this chapter)