Chapter 609: Kiss Again at Night

Out of habit, Lu Miao subconsciously wanted to take the things and help carry some.

The snakeskin bags were big and heavy, how could Fu Jingyou dare to let her take over?

Quickly stagger away and say:

"It's not easy to make this trip, so I bought some if I saw something suitable. Let's close the gate first."

Lu Miao nodded.

This trip was indeed tiring.

Two men carried things into the house, and Lu Miao locked the gate and followed closely behind.

Fu Jingyou carried the things into the room, with one hanging on each leg, and another following behind him.

The room was filled with the constant shouting of "uncle" and "dad", making a huge commotion.

"Dad, where has Dad been these days? Baby misses Dad so much~"

"Xia Xia wants to too!"

Shi An followed behind and hesitated for a moment before also hugging his uncle's legs:

"Shi An wants to too."

Fu Jingyou glanced at Shi An in surprise, but before he could say anything, Tang Mei, fearing the children might cause trouble, hurried over and took the three little ones aside.

"Your dad is tired, let him have a good rest first, and then you can get close to him after he's rested."

Dabao took his grandmother's hand and raised his chubby little face to ask:

"Grandma, what is slime?"

"You always want to cuddle and climb onto your daddy. That's clingy."

Dabao tilted his head and immediately pointed at his parents and said:

"Then mom sticks to dad, and dad sticks to mom too."

Tang Mei glared and said "tsk", before she could cover Dabao's mouth, she slapped him on the forehead lightly:

"You little bastard, you're talking nonsense."

Dabao touched his head, pouted and looked depressed.

He wasn't talking nonsense.

Mingming, Mingming, Mommy is also climbing onto Daddy.

Dad always lets Mom sleep on him.

He saw it all!

…

Lu Miao was busy in the morning, and Tang Mei saw it all.

Knowing that the young couple was thinking about each other, Tang Mei tactfully left space for them and went to the outer room with her three children.

Lu Yuanzheng helped put the things into the couple's room and then left the room.

He also closed the door.

There has been no news of any changes in economic policies in northern Beijing.

Lu Yuanzheng is a person of the older generation and believes that all businessmen are connected with capital.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to invest money to make money to support your family.

You can spend some money and work behind the scenes.

Lu Yuanzheng felt that it was neither honorable nor decent to engage in serious business transactions.

In his heart, Lu Yuanzheng actually didn't support his son-in-law's instigation of these things.

But times are slowly changing, and young people and their ideas are also different.

Lu Yuanzheng chose respect.

In this matter, he neither provided too much help nor interfered too much.

He only privately told his son-in-law to be careful in all matters.

…

The room was empty, with only Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou left.

Lu Miao stood by and watched Fu Jingyou push the quilt on the kang aside.

He picked out some from the several large bags he brought back, pulled out one of them, unsealed it and started taking things out.

"What are you so busy about? You've only been away for a few days, and your beard has grown so long, like a wild man. You don't even bother to tidy it up when you come back."

Fu Jingyou tilted his head to look at her.

He knew that she meant for him to wash up and rest, not that she disliked him.

Fu Jingyou smiled and took her hand and sat on the edge of the kang:

"I bought you something. I'll show it to you and then I'll go clean it up."

Lu Miao pursed his lips, suppressed his arrogance, nodded, and said in support, "Let's see."

Fu Jingyou nodded and took out the things in the bag one by one.

The things in the snakeskin bag were also packed separately.

When Lu Miao's portion was taken out, a few "ding ding" sounds could be heard.

Lu Miao was really curious, "What is it? It's still ringing."

"You'll know in a moment."

The mystery was soon solved.

Fu Jingyou bought her two sets of clothes.

A high-waisted puff-sleeved dress with a light yellow background and floral prints.

The other is a summer outfit.

The top is a short-sleeved shirt with a dark blue background and large sunflowers printed on it, and the bottom is matched with a pair of loose, straight-leg, nine-point jeans.

The shirt jacket is very fancy, and it depends on who wears it. If you are not careful, it will make you look yellow and rustic.

Fu Jingyou understands his wife.

She is pretty, fair-skinned, and she keeps herself clean on a daily basis, so she must look good in it.

Lu Miao herself also loves beauty and beauty. She likes to dress up, and Fu Jingyou is also happy to watch her dress up.

Let’s talk about Lu Miao.

Before traveling through time, she had actually only worn jeans a few times.

But after Fu Jingyou brought it back, she thought it was very novel and liked it very much.

no way.

I usually see too much black, white and gray.

In the cupboard, she had quite a few light-colored jackets.

The trousers for everyday wear are only available in black and army green.

Jeans are a rare commodity in mainland China at this stage.

In Lu Miao's eyes, it can barely be associated with "youth fashion".

Of course she would like it.

In addition to clothes and a few bundles of light-colored floral fabrics that suited her taste, there were also socks, small leather shoes, sandals, etc.

And what made the "ding-dong" sound just now were actually two glass bottles of perfume.

Lu Miao was really surprised to see Fu Jingyou taking things out like he was presenting a treasure.

Guangzhou's clothing industry has always been famous, and she had long expected him to buy clothes for her.

But the perfume...

She really didn't expect it.

"This is called perfume. Smell it. Doesn't it smell good?"

Fu Jingyou thought she didn't understand, so he held the bottle and slowly explained to her:

"The seller said this is a popular product overseas and young girls love it. I figured you'd like it too, so I bought two bottles."

"I like it so you buy it?"

"Um."

Fu Jingyou nodded as a matter of course.

He pushed the small bottle to her, picked up the two pairs of small leather shoes on the kang and squatted down.

After trying it on his wife's feet for a while, he was still unsure, so he simply fastened the straps and helped his wife put it on.

"Get up and walk a few steps to see if it fits."

Lu Miao obediently got off the kang, lifted his trouser legs slightly, and walked back and forth for him to see.

"Is it good-looking?"

"nice."

Fu Jingyou nodded, gave her the maximum emotional value, and asked her with a smile:

"Is it too tight?"

"It's not crowded, and it fits perfectly even with socks on."

Lu Miao glanced down.

Leather shoes are very common basic style.

But maybe it has something to do with the person who bought it. After looking at it for a while, she also thought it looked good.

Feeling sweet in his heart, Lu Miao kissed Fu Jingyou on the face affectionately:

"Thank you for your hard work. It's not easy to make this trip, and you still think of bringing me something."

This is because she is his wife.

If he didn't think of bringing her some good things, who else could he bring them to?

Fu Jingyou held Lu Miao's hand, wanting to pull him into his arms and give him a good kiss, but then he remembered that he hadn't washed properly for several days.

I feel so dirty that I can only give up for the time being.

He pecked the corner of her lips and said:

"Kiss again tonight."

“Not decent!”

Lu Miao scolded him with a smile, but she felt even sweeter in her heart when she realized his attentiveness.

She became emotional, her little face flushed, she was really happy.

Fu Jingyou felt at ease when he saw her happy.

From this perspective, this trip was worthwhile.

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The author has something to say:

Today's update is late because I found a bug in the timeline while organizing the outline.

Dabao and Erbao were born in 1975. The college entrance examination was resumed in December 1977. In 1978, Xiaofu and Xiaobao went to Beijing to study. The Spring Festival at that time should be 1979.

But I wrote it wrong. I skipped a year in the middle and now it’s directly written as 80... There is too much content in the previous text and it’s not easy to change. I will continue to write about 80 later.

There may be some bugs in the details, but it will not affect the reading experience, so I hope readers can forgive me! ~ (bow) ~