Chapter 143 You Are Not a Good Person

"Will the soup be fishy? I'd rather not. This bowl of snow frog is enough for me."

"That's all you're eating?"

How can a small bowl of watery porridge fill your stomach?

Fu Jingyou frowned.

Lu Miao pouted and glared at him:

"My stomach is so small, you can't force me to eat if I can't!"

Fu Jingyou had no choice but to give up and settle for the next best thing:

"I'll peel two more later. If you're hungry tonight, I'll stew them for you. If not, you can eat them tomorrow."

Lu Miao nodded.

Fu Jingyou took two snow clams and sat opposite her, picking them slowly.

He probably had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he was very careful and determined to peel off the entire frog oil.

Some of the frog fat on the corners had actually become a little loose due to the previous rough handling. Occasionally, a small piece would fall off while he was peeling it, and he would frown and sigh softly.

Lu Miao watched and shook his head and laughed secretly.

"Fu Jingyou."

"Um?"

"Please boil some more hot water. I want to take a bath tonight."

I just took care of him the day before yesterday, didn't sleep well, and my washing and grooming were also very haphazard.

I didn't brush my teeth this morning...

Thinking of this, Lu Miao glanced at the snow frog in the bowl and suddenly felt a little unable to swallow.

Fu Jingyou nodded gently, "Okay."

Lu Miao hummed, resisted the urge to feel nauseous, tilted his head back and swallowed the remaining snow frog oil in one gulp.

She went to the front room to get toothpaste and toothbrush, fetched some water, and squatted at the back door to brush her teeth.

The small bowl that she pushed away was picked up by Fu Jingyou and taken to the well to wash.

Lu Miao held the foam in his mouth and looked at Fu Jingyou, asking, "Can we install a water pressure well?"

"Pressure well?"

Lu Miao nodded, "Well... using water will be more convenient, and I can get water myself when you are not around."

In the past, she came here to teach private lessons, and her idea was to be a partner for a while, without considering the long-term prospects at all.

Therefore, when it comes to work, her first reaction is to "enjoy the fruits of one's labor."

Things are different now. Living together, Fu Jingyou can't always revolve around her.

She will also try her best to share the small things at home.

Fu Jingyou thought for a while.

He had probably seen the water pressure well that Lu Miao mentioned.

Many families in Yanji have it installed.

Looking back at what I have seen in my memory, pressurized water wells do seem to be much more convenient.

If he wasn't at home, he wouldn't feel safe with Lu Miao fetching water on his own...

Fu Jingyou nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out next time I go to town."

Lu Miao spit out the foam with a "hmm" sound. She went to the well and asked Fu Jingyou to hold the bucket to rinse her cup and wash her face. Finally, with her face full of water stains, she said:

"The front room is always so dark... I'm afraid to stay there. Is there any way to make it brighter during the day?"

"I'll try to figure it out."

Fu Jingyou thought about it and added:

"I have to go to town at least one of these two days. See if you need anything and I'll buy it for you."

I used to have some money, but I didn’t dare spend it because of my status.

Although I don’t have much money now, at least I don’t have the pressure of a hat on my head.

It doesn’t matter even if you spend it all. If you work harder in the future, your life will definitely get better.

Thinking about it, Fu Jingyou's heart softened again, staring at Lu Miao's little face and said seriously:

"Don't you have any winter clothes in your suitcase? Auntie came over today and said she'd saved a few pounds of cotton this year and could make you a padded jacket."

Lu Miao hesitated for a moment.

She knew a little about the relationship between Fu Jingyou and the He family.

He's basically an adopted son...

People in this era are simple and kind by nature. It is understandable that He Hongjin and Chen Guifen love Fu Jingyou, but Lu Miao also has some concerns.

"Don't uncle and aunt have their own children?"

At He Hongjin and Chen Guifen's age, they should have grandchildren.

Fu Jingyou said: "Yes."

The He family has two sons, one works as a carpenter in the county and the other works in a coal factory in the town.

Both of them are married, but one of them is bothered by the long distance and the other by the heavy workload, with his wife and children to support, so they rarely go back and forth.

Fu Jingyou briefly explained, and Lu Miao asked:

"It's just that little, and our uncle and aunt are always so close to us. Wouldn't the older brothers mind?"

My brothers don’t mind, but what about my sisters-in-law?

"It's not right to skip the two brothers in front of me, but my uncle and aunt raised me, and the relationship can't be cleared up just like that."

Fu Jingyou touched Lu Miao's head:

"If they are willing to give us something, we will keep it. When they are old and can no longer move, we will do our best to take care of them."

This is the right thing to do both morally and logically.

"Like you told me before, as long as you don't feel guilty, that's all that matters."

Lu Miao nodded, roughly understanding Fu Jingyou's plan and the position of the old couple of the He family in his heart.

Although he is not a real son of the He family, the way they get along is the normal family atmosphere of three sons.

There are times of arguments and disagreements, but of course there are also times of warmth.

Lu Miao puffed out his chest and made a promise:

"I will definitely cooperate with my uncle more in the future!"

Fu Jingyou looked her up and down, then laughed and shook his head.

"good."

…

Fu Jingyou lit the fire high and boiled water in the pot.

He then went and dug out the unused solid wooden bathtub in the back room, dragged it to the well, and scrubbed it several times with a hard brush until it was clean before carrying it into the front room.

Afterwards, he brought hot water for Lu Miao to take a bath. After Lu Miao finished bathing, the wooden basin that was full of water could not be moved, so he called Fu Jingyou into the house to pour water.

It was completely dark, and Lu Miao lay down on the bed wearing a thin coat.

She didn't get enough sleep in the afternoon, so she decided to go to bed early tonight.

Fu Jingyou took a shower and cleaned up the kitchen before coming in and lying down.

Lu Miao lay on his side with a pillow in his arms, and he lay straight and horizontal like a wooden stake.

It’s probably because he was sick before and had little consciousness, but now he’s well and conscious.

The curvy girl was lying beside him, and the villain in Fu Jingyou's heart was shouting:

"She's already my wife, so I have to do something, right?"

"Don't you want to do something? Just do it!"

"What are you afraid of?"

Fu Jingyou pursed his lips and turned sideways to press against Lu Miao's back, "Miao Miao..."

"Um?"

Lu Miao really didn't sleep well and was feeling sleepy and groggy.

Fu Jingyou's ears felt hot and he felt a surge of fear. His big hand passed through the corner of her clothes and moved up along her soft waistline.

"We got married..."

"Well, we're married... where are you touching?"

Lu Miao suddenly woke up and patted his chest.

She wanted to turn over and glare at Fu Jingyou, but when she moved, the tip of her ear touched Fu Jingyou's lips, and she realized that his breathing was unnaturally hot.

“Miaomiao…”

“…”

Lu Miao's cheeks couldn't help but turn red and hot:

"Are you a good person?"

Fu Jingyou asked quietly, "Why am I not a good person?"

Lu Miao's toes curled up in embarrassment. He held down the big hands that were darting around in his clothes and said fiercely with a soft, trembling voice:

"Who is as good as you? You're thinking about this kind of thing after you recover from your illness!"

“…”

Fu Jingyou laughed teasingly in a low, hoarse voice, turned over, lifted Lu Miao's legs, and kissed him directly.

"Ugh...you are shameless! Ah..."

ps:

I'm trying my best to be as abstract and coherent as possible, and then I beg the reviewer to let me go! Whether you can see this chapter and the next one depends entirely on fate!