Chapter 102: Beijing Military Region University
Looking at Fu Jingyou again, it was like a forensic autopsy. The crab shells were neatly placed aside, so complete that it seemed as if he could put the crab back together in a moment.
Lu Miao did not forget what Fu Jingyou said when he ate crab for the first time.
He thinks eating crabs is troublesome.
But a person who dislikes the trouble of eating crabs sincerely and patiently shaved the crab meat and handed it to her... It was thoughtful, but wasn't it a bit too much?
"What are you doing?"
Lu Miao looked at Fu Jingyou with his greasy little mouth and tapped the table seriously with his fingers.
"I have hands and feet. If I want to eat, I can get it myself. I don't want you to do this!"
Lu Miao pushed the bowl back and said, "Eat it yourself!"
Fu Jingyou didn't move.
Lu Miao had no idea what to do with his wooden head, so he continued to push the bowl back and said:
"Aren't there plenty of crabs in the ditch? If I want to eat some, you can always catch them for me, so there's no need to deliberately save them for me."
"As for me, I just want to share the joy of delicious food with you now!"
Having said that, Lu Miao thought Fu Jingyou would not insist any longer, but he didn't.
Fu Jingyou shook his head, thinking, "I've peeled them all this time, you eat them. I'll eat them next time, for sure."
There were only two crabs this time, and Lu Miao loved them, so Fu Jingyou just wanted to stay close to her.
A small bowl of crab meat was pushed back and forth. Lu Miao exhaled and said helplessly:
"I really can't do anything with you. I told you to do it next time, but you can't do it this way next time!"
"Um."
Fu Jingyou nodded, and Ling Chun only then curled up a faint smile.
He could understand that Lu Miao wanted to share the joy of eating crabs with him.
But Lu Miao probably didn't know that as long as he saw her eating happily and joyfully, he would feel satisfied.
Nothing can fill or replace the joy that comes from this satisfaction.
Lu Miao ate two crabs by herself, then washed her hands and started eating. She and Fu Jingyou chatted casually:
"How are the little fish I kept in the tank last time? Are they still alive?"
"The little crucian carp died, so I threw it away. The others are still alive. I occasionally throw in some earthworms to feed them, and they are still full of energy."
"Are there still some alive? I thought they were all wiped out. Now it's good, Fu Jingyou. If we can keep even the small fish and shrimp alive, then won't we even have 'food reserves' in the future?"
Lu Miao was startled and had one wild idea after another, but Fu Jingyou just smiled and nodded in agreement.
After a quick lunch, Lu Miao asked Fu Jingyou to clear out the small table for her. She fiddled with it and took out needle and thread and red cloth wrapped in oil paper from the small backpack she carried on her back.
Shaking out the red cloth and measuring its size and position, Lu Miao picked up a small piece of charcoal near the stove mouth and carefully wrote and drew on the cloth. After she finished writing and drawing, she washed her hands and came back to start threading the needle.
Fu Jingyou watched from the side for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what she was going to do.
But even though he didn't know what Lu Miao was going to do, Fu Jingyou showed respect. He took the dishes outside to wash them, and when he finished the work in the kitchen, he went to the yard to tend to the small palm-sized vegetable plots.
Fu Jingyou was a man who couldn't sit still. After finishing his work in the vegetable garden, he went to the threshing ground in front of the house and brought back half a bundle of this year's new rice straw.
Lu Miao lowered her head and busied herself with sewing and mending, so he sat next to her on the doorstep, measured the size of her feet, and began to weave straw sandals.
Be quiet throughout the whole process and never disturb her.
The quiet days continued to advance, on the other side, it was the hottest day of the year, July 23, 1974.
At the Beijing Military Region University in Beijing, an envelope with wrinkled corners was passed up the chain of command and finally landed on the desk in the leader's office.
During the lunch break, Lu Yuanzheng returned to the office. As soon as he took off his coat and hung up his military cap, he saw the envelope in the middle of the table.
He glanced at the door in confusion. If it was something important between the army and other old friends, they would have called if not sent a telegram. Who would have sent him a letter?
Just as he had made up his mind, Lu Yuanzheng suddenly remembered something and hurried to the table. When he saw his name on the envelope, he suddenly felt relieved.
"You little devil, you still remember to send a letter to your father? You still remember that you have a father like me?"
Lu Yuanzheng smiled, then became serious again in an instant.
Before, he hoped that his daughter would be with the boy from the Xie family, but now the situation has changed, he is afraid that his daughter must be with the boy from the Xie family.
Lu Yuanzheng frowned and sat steadily at the table to open the envelope. He was actually a little worried in his heart, but as the envelope was opened and the letter paper was pulled out, when those manic big words appeared in front of him, he was suddenly stunned.
After a while, uncontrollable laughter suddenly rang out in the office.
"The Xie family kid is not even worth a dog... This girl is so arrogant, she really inherited my youthful energy."
Lu Yuanzheng was neither angered by the letter without any format or form, nor was he curious about why his girl had suddenly changed her attitude after chasing the boy from the Xie family.
He only knew that the current situation was very much in line with his wishes, and that was enough.
His daughter will be his best helper.
He has only one daughter, so of course he will arrange the best home for her.
Lu Yuanzheng meticulously folded up his shirt cuffs, opened a drawer, pulled out a notebook, flipped through a few pages, and pulled out a piece of letter paper. He took the pen, squinted his eyes, and began to write a reply with a serious expression:
Dear Comrade Lu Xiaobao, reading your letter is like seeing you in person, and reading your letter is like meeting you in person...
After writing the letter, Lu Yuanzheng put it into an envelope, stood up and prepared to send it to the message room on the first floor, waiting for the comrades from the post office to come and pick up the letters in the afternoon so that they could take them away together. However, he had only taken a few steps when he began to wonder whether it was appropriate.
After thinking for a while, Lu Yuanzheng finally turned back to the table, scribbled another page of letter paper, took out another brand new envelope, and put the letter paper and the first letter in it.
He took out a seal from another locked drawer and stamped two different stamps in succession. Only then did he feel at ease. He stood up again, opened the office door, and delivered the letter.
As we enter the beginning of autumn in August, the sunlight is still strong. The trees surrounding Dahe Village of the Second Team also follow the changes of the seasons, and their branches and leaves gradually change from emerald green to dark green.
The seedlings were growing vigorously, and the soybeans planted in the marginal fields near the production team had also reached the harvest season. Fu Jingyou came to He Hongjin's house with a basket and said that he wanted to pick some vegetables from He's private plot.
"Why don't you just go pick them? Why do you always come over here and ask me to do it? Don't you mind the trouble?"
"It's no big deal, I just stopped by to say something."
Chen Guifen tutted in anger, but didn't dwell on it any further. She changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, Jingyou."
"Um?"
Fu Jingyou responded blankly.
Chen Guifen waved her hand. "It's not a big deal. It's just the soybean field over there in the canal. The sun's been so strong lately. If we don't harvest the soybeans quickly, they'll probably be scattered all over the field."
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