Chapter 1275: Unable to Feel

Lu Miao didn't open the box until he went to bed at night.

There were two boxes, one of which was mainly filled with spare clothes that Tang Mei brought for the family of three.

In another box, there were cigarettes, alcohol, tea, milk powder, malted milk and other items.

There are also snacks that some children like, such as White Rabbit milk candy and shrimp cakes.

When counting, Lu Miao also found marshmallows inside.

Lu Miao opened the package and put one pill directly into his mouth, feeling it was very rare.

When she was in northern Beijing, she had never seen this sold anywhere.

I think it’s because of the economic development in the past two years that more and more factories of various types have been built.

"Mom, I want one too!"

Baichuan was lying on the bed with his butt sticking up. When he saw his mother stuffing something into her mouth, he quickly sat up.

Lu Miao put away the Maltesers packaging and said:

"I just brushed my teeth. I won't eat it. I'll eat it tomorrow."

Baichuan said:

"But Mommy just brushed her teeth too!"

“…”

Lu Miao glared at him angrily, then quickly smiled and stuffed a pill into his mouth, then stuffed one into himself:

"Then eat one and rinse your mouth with mom later!"

While Lu Miao was sipping the sweet chocolate ball and putting away the packaging, Fu Jingyou, who was tidying up things at the end of the bed, also put one in his mouth.

Fu Jingyou looked at her with amusement.

That’s good now. I’ll have to rinse my mouth again later.

Holding her son in her arms and leaning against her husband, Lu Miao was in an unprecedentedly good mood, and she started talking more:

"Give one portion of alcohol and cigarettes to my uncle and aunt tomorrow, and one portion to my second sister-in-law. Her sister-in-law from her mother's family sent us gifts before, and we need to repay her kindness. We should just leave a bottle of alcohol and a few packs of cigarettes for ourselves to deal with the people who come to visit. As for snacks, let's give them to the children!"

Fu Jingyou put his arms around her and the child, and patted Bai Chuan gently on the back:

"good."

Lu Miao thought for a while and then said:

"The lotus stems uncle made last time were delicious. Was it easy to make? I want Dad to try it too."

Fu Jingyou nodded:

"No problem. I'll pick some up tomorrow when I collect the traps."

"Um!"

When Fu Jingyou set the traps in the afternoon, he actually set a few extra ones.

The idea is to have two more decent dishes on the table when my father-in-law comes over tomorrow.

However, the couple had good intentions, but the next day, only Hu Zhiyuan came.

Hu Zhiyuan said that Lu Yuanzheng had left and handed an envelope to Lu Miao.

Lu Miao originally thought it was a letter, but when he opened it and took it out, he found that it was two hundred-yuan bills.

It is a new currency of the fourth set of RMB issued not long ago.

Lu Miao put the money back into the envelope, slowly sat down on the chair and said:

"I shouldn't have stopped you yesterday... I should have let him stay. He came all this way and didn't even get a good rest."

Lu Miao felt empty inside and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Hu Zhiyuan quickly said:

"Sister, my uncle holds an important position. Perhaps there is something else in Jingbei that he needs to deal with when he returns. Don't overthink it. Your health is more important!"

It would be better not to say this.

Fu Jingyou rolled his eyes at Hu Zhiyuan.

It was really just a roll of the eyes.

Hu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

Fu Jingyou half-huggled Lu Miao into his arms:

"Dad came here in person just to see how you are doing. Seeing that everything is fine with you, Dad is relieved to leave. Listen to Hu Zhiyuan and don't cry all the time. If you cry, it will get worse and make Dad and my aunt in Jingbei worry."

Lu Miao sniffed and said "hmm", then thought of something and looked up at him and asked:

"What did Dad say to you yesterday while he was sitting here? Did he come over for something else?"

Fu Jingyou was afraid that she would know those things and would be unable to rest peacefully because of her overthinking, so he denied it and said:

"No. You know Dad's personality. He doesn't like to trouble others easily. He also doesn't trust others to send the child, so he came here in person."

Lu Miao nodded slightly and believed what he said.

Seeing her mood calm down, Hu Zhiyuan smiled and said:

"That's right! You should just relax and take care of your health, and don't worry about anything else! Once you're well, you can do whatever you want. That would be great, wouldn't it?"

Lu Miao nodded again, and couldn't help laughing out loud at their comforting tone, which was like coaxing a child.

…

Usually, Lu Miao would at most take a few steps in front of the door or in the backyard, and he rarely went out.

Things are different now that Baichuan is back.

When the weather is not so hot in the morning and evening, Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou always take their children for a walk in the threshing ground in front of the door.

Or you can take a walk along the path behind the house to the lake and back.

It's good to have a child around.

Not only Lu Miao's situation is much better.

Recently, He Hongjin and Chen Guifen, who always sighed, have also smiled more.

Occasionally I can find some free time to come to my house and sit down.

If I'm really busy, I'll take a detour and pass by the door.

But this warm and busy life did not last long.

Because Lu Miao had a new situation.

One afternoon in early August.

The entire Dahe Village was shrouded in the aroma of fresh straw and fruit.

In the morning, Fu Jingyou took Minjie, Minrui, Baichuan and other children to help the village deliver peaches and plums to the agricultural and food stations in the town and the county.

When he came back at noon, he picked up a handful of foxtail grass on the road and made some small toys for the children to play with.

When Lu Miao saw the little fox he had made, he recalled the past and felt a sense of emotion.

She asked him for some foxtail grass and, as if replicating the pattern she had made before, made a small heart out of it.

But at that time they were walking on a country road, and the roadside was full of flowers and plants.

She just picked up a small flower and pinned it under the heart to cover up the imperfections.

Now that she was at home and had no flowers or plants around, Lu Miao waved to the children to pick a bamboo branch for her.

She took a small bunch of bamboo leaves and pinned them under the heart to cover up the imperfections, then handed the woven gadget to Fu Jingyou with a smile.

She sat on the reclining chair, and Fu Jingyou brought a small stool and sat beside her.

He held the little toy she had woven in one hand and held her hand in the other, praising her for her good weaving in a tender and gentle manner.

The wind rustled in the backyard, the bamboo shadows swayed gracefully, and the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful.

In the afternoon, Lu Miao wanted to take a nap, but Fu Jingyou said he would go get some water and told her to take some medicine before going to sleep.

But when Fu Jingyou stood up to pour some water, the water wasn't even poured.

He had only just stepped over the threshold of the kitchen's back door.

There was a soft "click" sound behind me, and the sound was like a string breaking in my heart.

Fu Jingyou seemed to sense something and started to feel uneasy, and quickly turned around.

Lu Miao's hands drooped limply on the side of the chair, and the palm-leaf fan he was holding had fallen to the ground.

I couldn’t describe what I felt at that moment.

The enamel pot in Fu Jingyou's hand fell to the ground with a "ding-dong-clang" and he rushed back suddenly.

"Miaomiao? Miaomiao? Miaomiao!"

He didn't dare speak too loudly.

But soon, the hand movements changed from touching to gently shaking, and then to increasing the strength.

The sunlight slants into the backyard, and the shadows of the bamboos at my feet continue to sway.

But the person who had just spoken in a gentle whisper suddenly couldn't be woken up no matter what.

And Fu Jingyou discovered it.

He seems...

——I can no longer feel her warmth.