Chapter 541: Evil Mother-in-law

"Um."

Lu Miao nodded, went into the house, put down his things, and lazily lay on the swing, rocking gently:

"I seem to have had a bit of low blood sugar lately... When you have time, weigh out some fructose or something and leave it at home. I'll carry a few pills with me every day when I go out."

"Why did you suddenly get low blood sugar when you were fine?"

Fu Jingyou patted Erbao and told her to go play with her brothers.

He bent down and squatted beside Lu Miao, holding her hand affectionately and squeezing it:

"What are the symptoms? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Let's go to the hospital."

"It's not that exaggerated..."

Lu Miao shook his head lazily, "It's because I've been running non-stop lately and haven't had much rest."

I didn’t feel tired before, but as soon as I took my leave and planned to have a good rest, it seemed like my mind relaxed and fatigue immediately came over me.

Lu Miao was like a lazy winter snake, lying in bed and not wanting to move at all:

"I've already taken a leave of absence. I don't have to go to the National English Society tomorrow or next week. Just rest at home and sleep in for a few days and you'll be almost back to normal."

Fu Jingyou looked at her with deep peach blossom eyes, not only disapproving but also a little unhappy.

Lu Miao curled her lips and smiled, gently swinging on the swing with her toes, and put her hand on his arm and swayed coquettishly:

"Don't worry so much..."

Worried that he would keep this matter on his mind and feel uneasy wherever he went, Lu Miao took a deep breath and said:

"If you're really worried, you can go to the hospital and get some rest, but you have to wait for me to rest for a while, slowly... I'm really tired now and don't want to move at all."

Fu Jingyou nodded.

As long as she is willing to go, everything else will be easy.

"You're not feeling uncomfortable anywhere yet?"

Lu Miao shook his head.

It's not that I feel uncomfortable, but I just don't have the energy and don't want to do anything.

I don't really want to say anything.

After groping his way up from the swing, Lu Miao slowly walked into the house:

"On your way to buy some candy, go to the bookstore and see if there's a French dictionary. Please buy me one."

Lu Miao was a nobody and his words carried little weight, so being harassed by Chen Qinghai was just the kind of thing that happened during his rookie period.

No one likes to be humiliated, and she was even more unwilling to beg Chen Qinghai for a dictionary.

No matter how tight the family expenses are, there is still money to buy a book.

Thinking about these troubles, Lu Miao frowned and lay down on the kang with a depressed look:

"There's money in the drawer, take it yourself."

Fu Jingyou hummed, then sat on the edge of the kang and looked at her worriedly.

She has been like this lately. She doesn't enjoy her food and looks tired wherever she goes.

My temper has also gotten a bit worse...

There are many things that I could tell her during normal chats, but now I don’t dare to say them out loud.

I'm afraid of making her unhappy.

Fu Jingyou was worried, fearing that she was physically ill due to overwork, and also worried that she was being bullied at work.

But at this critical moment, she refused to speak up, and he didn't dare to ask more...

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Fu Jingyou gently stroked her waist and asked her coaxingly:

"I'm going to the department store and looking around. If you want anything else, I'll buy it all."

“No more.”

Lu Miao thought for a while, then turned around and hooked his hand:

"I want hot pot. I want it with butter and it has to be spicy!"

The family had recently adjusted their meals, with meat, eggs and milk being added to the menu, but Lu Miao always felt something was missing.

"The food I eat usually tastes so bland that I can't even eat it..."

Her eyes were wet, and she pouted and pulled Fu Jingyou to act coquettishly:

"I want to eat something spicy, is that okay?"

If his wife wants to eat, can Fu Jingyou say no?

Of course not.

"Okay, I'll go out and look for it. What else do you want besides the spicy hot pot with butter? Is it the same as before? Eat it with hot side dishes?"

"I want the small hearts of the leafy vegetables, and I want the beef and mutton, and I want them sliced ​​thinly!"

Lu Miao regained some energy, sat up and started babble:

"And sesame sauce, I want to dip it in sesame sauce!"

Hot pot originated in the Han Dynasty, but at this stage, there are really few people who are as particular about the things, eating methods and dipping sauces that Lu Miao mentioned.

What she said would be considered far-fetched and tricky in any family, but Fu Jingyou was willing to indulge her.

If she wanted it, he would find a way to get it.

This is what she specifically requested, so if I make it, she'll probably eat more...

Despite what he was thinking, Fu Jingyou sat down in front of the small table and took out some notebooks to write down everything she mentioned.

Finally, I turned around and saw that her eyes were bright and her face was full of anticipation. She looked energetic, which was rare in recent times.

He softened his heart and put his hands on the back of her neck, brought her close to him, and kissed her lips tenderly.

"You have a good rest, I will be back soon."

"Um."

A light pink mist rose on Lu Miao's fair face, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, looking very gentle and well-behaved.

Tom Cat Fu Jingyou pushes his bicycle and rushes out to "hunt".

Two kilograms of White Rabbit milk candy and a French dictionary were quickly purchased.

Fu Jingyou also bought some extra snacks such as fruit leather and shachima.

Seasonal leafy vegetables are easy to grow, as we have them at home.

The heart of the cabbage was easy to make. Fu Jingyou bought two large cabbages, went home to cut them, and took out the center part.

Some of the food outside can be fried at home so it’s not wasted.

Pig blood is also sold in the market.

I remember that when I was in my hometown, I also made these when making hot pot with leafy vegetables in winter.

Fu Jingyou walked and looked and bought some.

The only thing that was hard to find was butter.

There are not as many people who eat beef and mutton as there are who eat pork, so the supply of these is relatively small.

As for butter, there is only so much of it on a cow, so you can buy it if you are lucky.

Unfortunately, we ended up staying together for ten days or half a month.

Fu Jingyou rode his bicycle to several markets near and far.

There are mostly beef and mutton, but no one sells butter.

He approached people and asked around, and finally got the information that a certain butcher shop should have butter.

But we won’t know the exact news until two or three in the morning.

Because that is when the slaughterhouse delivers the latest beef.

Fu Jingyou was afraid that someone would get there first, so he gave the butcher shop employee a pack of cigarettes worth two cents.

I communicated with someone and asked him to keep it for him if there was any, and he would come over in the early morning.

Seeing that he was capable, the employees of the meat shop immediately agreed.

Butter is different from lard.

There is always a fishy smell when it is boiled, so not many people want it.

It's better to be able to sell it to others so that he doesn't have to come back and sell it to others.

Fu Jingyou spent two days preparing the ingredients for a beef hotpot.

The next day, Lu Miao got up early in the morning and started to clean up.

Tang Mei was taking care of the children nearby. She saw Fu Jingyou get up early in the morning and go out in the dark just to get back two or three pounds of butter that was neither fishy nor smelly.

Inevitably, I started nagging again:

"You two really don't mind the hassle!"

"You give her whatever she wants?"

"You let her do whatever she wants? Where would you go like that?"

Lu Miao said with a sigh:

"Aunt, why are you always nagging about this and that? The wicked mother-in-law in the alley next door can't say as much as you. Isn't it good enough that Brother You loves me?"

“…”

Tang Mei opened her mouth.

She just said a few words, how could she be considered a wicked mother-in-law?