Chapter 412 Fried Flour

Lu Miao laughed at him and said that he even knew how to keep clean.

Fu Jingyou curled his lips, allowed her to smile generously, and said that he would emulate his wife in everything.

I successfully got scolded and glared at by my wife several times.

Mei Zi is a registered resident of Beijing and receives food rations every month.

But because she couldn't afford the money, she could only receive her food rations a few times a year.

On the weekend, Lu Miao was at home, and Mei Zi came over to use the well water to wash clothes.

When Lu Miao knew about this, he asked her if he could borrow her grain and oil book to buy food.

Lu Miao paid for the food himself.

Originally wanted to give Mei Zi some money, but Lu Miao thought she would not accept it, so he compromised and said:

"I'll borrow your grain and oil quota and give you two kilograms of fine grain as compensation after the purchase. Is that okay?"

Two pounds of fine grain!

Mei Zi was very excited, but also felt embarrassed.

Lu Miao noticed her shyness and patted her, saying:

"It's settled. If it's inconvenient for you to take the food back, you can leave it here."

"My aunt is usually at home, so you can come and get it anytime you need it."

"Then, sister-in-law, can I borrow your stove when the time comes?"

Mei Zi rolled up her sleeves, wrung the wet clothes in the bucket, and nodded, feeling a little embarrassed to speak.

"We'll need some firewood then..."

Lu Miao thought she was going to cook here, and thought that since he had borrowed someone else's grain and oil book, he might as well use some firewood.

Later, when they went to buy food, Mei Zi asked her for two kilograms of flour and borrowed her stove to fry the flour directly.

Finally, he packed the fried flour and tied the plum into the bag, then said sheepishly:

"I come here every day and grab a handful...it lasts me a long time."

Lu Miao pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

Fried flour, she knew.

I once watched a revolutionary movie in which many veteran revolutionary soldiers survived the battlefield by relying on this.

Plum's fried flour is placed here, and she often comes here afterwards.

She never came empty-handed. She would take the coal cores she picked up home and keep them. Sometimes, if she came across some wood or tree branches on the roadside, she would bring them to the yard.

Mei Zi also had work to do. Sometimes when Tang Mei was washing clothes in the yard and the two children were crying, she would help take care of them.

Otherwise, Tang Mei would take care of the children and she would help with the laundry.

When Lu Miao is at home, Mei Zi will stay here longer.

If Fu Jingyou is at home, no matter whether there are other people around, Mei Zi will always run very fast as if she is afraid of Fu Jingyou.

Lu Miao also laughed.

It is said that Fu Jingyou is born in the year of the cat, and Mei Zi is born in the year of the rat.

Every time I came to see him, I was scared to death.

Fu Jingyou has more classes than Lu Miao, many of which are practical classes in factories.

The teaching conditions at Renmin University are much worse than those at the Military Academy. For the electrical engineering major, except for physics and chemistry, you have to learn from teachers.

For other professional content, we often learn it by going to the factory and learning from the experienced workers.

Although there are many courses, it is not too busy.

It’s just that Fu Jingyou really wants to learn it as soon as possible.

Apart from the free time for moving things during lunch, he wished he could bury himself in books.

When he came back, Tang Mei was busy cooking. While he was helping take care of the children, he would hold a book in his hand and read it from time to time.

As for plums?

Fu Jingyou knew that there was such a person in the alley and he often came to his house, but he had never paid any serious attention to him.

Lu Miao teased him, but he only looked up, listened carefully, chuckled twice, and then lowered his head to read the book again.

Lu Miao hugged Ming Yi and kissed him twice, then turned around and gently kicked him:

"If you want to read, light another candle. This kerosene lamp is dim and it will damage your eyesight."

"Won't."

"Why not?"

She put Mingyi down, patted his little head, and told him to go find his grandma.

Lu Miao got off the bed and put on his shoes.

Fu Jingyou saw her purpose, glanced at his watch, and seeing that it was getting late, he quickly pulled her back.

"No more watching, no more watching, go to sleep."

Lu Miao glared at him, stretched her neck to watch Xiao Mingyi stagger back to the other room, then she closed the door, blew out the kerosene lamp, and groped her way onto the kang.

"Eyes are a big deal. If you become nearsighted, you'll need glasses. Once you put them on, you can't take them off."

"Okay, next time you read at night, light an extra candle."

Fu Jingyou thought to himself that he might as well have dinner at home and then go back to school for evening self-study.

The school has electric lights. Evening self-study ends at nine o'clock, and the lights in the dormitories are turned off at ten o'clock.

Thinking about it, Fu Jingyou said again:

"When I get some rest this weekend, I'll go to the neighborhood office and ask if we can get electricity connected to our house so we can install some lights and stuff."

"Isn't it said that the alleys are so densely packed that the wires and pipes can't be connected?"

"That's a large compound in the alley. We have our own door and yard, it's spacious, and the wiring is easy to run. What if it's possible? Anyway, let's ask about the situation first."

Lu Miao nodded and agreed.

The room was pitch black.

Fu Jingyou crossed his arms.

He thought his wife would sleep with her head resting on his arm as usual.

Unexpectedly, after mid-March, the weather warmed up significantly.

Not only did Lu Miao sleep on one side while hugging the pillow, she also kicked him in the waist, neither lightly nor heavily, and muttered coquettishly:

"Don't get so close, it's so hot!"

“…”

He used to let me hold him while he slept, but now he suddenly doesn’t let me hold him anymore.

Fu Jingyou felt uncomfortable and immediately straightened up his upper body.

He scratched his head, lifted Lu Miao's clothes and stuck to him.

"You're hot and you need to take off your clothes. What does it have to do with me holding you? I'll take them off for you!"

"Oh, haha... I'll let you hold me, okay? Stop it!"

They laughed, pushed, and tickled each other for more than half an hour before falling asleep.

They had early classes the next day, so the two of them started working out at six o'clock.

Lu Miao buttoned her collar and saw Fu Jingyou shaking out his clothes, preparing to put on yesterday's clothes. She nodded her chin slightly and said:

"Yesterday I asked my aunt to wash your spring clothes. They are now at the head of the kang."

Fu Jingyou responded and changed into clean clothes.

Lu Miao stretched out the thin blanket and folded it. "Are you tired from studying at the factory? It's not hot yet, so why do your clothes smell so strongly of sweat?"

Fu Jingyou's hand, which was buttoning his shirt, paused slightly.

The sweat on my clothes didn't come out during class, but when I was moving things at noon...

How could Fu Jingyou dare to let Lu Miao know?

He resumed buttoning his clothes while speaking vaguely:

"It's very stuffy in the factory. It's like this when there are too many people."

Lu Miao had never seen what an electromechanical factory looked like, but the picture he imagined was one with a lot of equipment, a small, airtight place, and the smell of engine oil everywhere.

Come to think of it, it would be stuffy and hot if there were too many people.

Lu Miao had no doubts and told him:

"If your clothes start to smell, take them off. Don't keep wearing them...if you hang out with other people in class, you'll be looked down upon."

"Okay, got it."

Fu Jingyou nodded and responded straightforwardly.

But what is the actual situation?

In the field of mechanical and electrical engineering, there is no one else who loves cleanliness more than him.