Chapter 193: Take off your pants for you to see?
Feeling relieved, Lu Miao also had a smile on his face.
"I've eaten when I came back. Aunt, don't bother. Let Fu Jingyou come."
She took off her coat, slid down and pulled up the quilt, as if she wanted to rest.
Chen Guifen just said "Oh" and didn't disturb her anymore.
Not long after, when Fu Jingyou entered the house carrying the burning stove, Chen Guifen also took off her jacket and prepared to go home.
"You haven't eaten well or rested well, have you? I've been heating up the sweet potatoes in the pot. After you finish eating, rest with your wife for a while. I'll come over later."
"Aunt, don't bother with that. I'll come find you when I'm free."
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can your wife be without someone by her side right now? Okay, I'm going back quickly. I have things to do!"
Chen Guifen left in a hurry.
The chickens at home have only been raised for a short time. It will take another half a month or a month before we can kill them and eat them.
Chen Guifen went back and took some money and went around looking for new hens or roosters from the team.
Whenever she saw a family preparing to hatch chicks, she would greet them and they would reserve three chicks for her.
When the chicks are about to hatch and can be taken home to be raised, the chickens at home can also be slaughtered and eaten, which is a good time to come over.
After wandering around the team for an afternoon, Chen Guifen collected two little roosters, a little hen, and about twenty eggs, spending a total of five or six yuan.
Before dark, they took them to the Fu family.
The door of the Fu family was locked. Fu Jingyou was sleeping next to Lu Miao and had not woken up yet.
Chen Guifen knocked on the door for a while before Fu Jingyou got up and opened it.
Fu Jingyou collected the things and started taking out money.
Chen Guifen pushed him away, and Fu Jingyou said:
"Aunt, just take it. We have some money saved at home now. Besides, if Miaomiao finds out later, she will definitely not agree."
Chen Guifen said with a sigh, "You won't tell her?"
"No, that won't do. I won't feel good about it."
Fu Jingyou estimated the cost of eating in the town and gave Chen Guifen a big lottery ticket.
"My uncle pays for the meals in the county. Aunt, don't you believe me?"
Without waiting for Chen Guifen to speak, he took the lead and said:
"We have saved some money at home now. Don't talk to me about this kind of thing, or I won't bother you if I have any problems in the future."
Chen Guifen was afraid that he would really get stubborn, so she had no choice but to accept it.
When leaving, he warned: "Those chickens are all raised chicks. Don't spoil Miao girl by frying them. They are more nourishing when cooked into soup."
[Ziji: Local dialect, refers to a newly raised chicken that is about 100 days old.]
"I understand, auntie."
After Chen Guifen left, Fu Jingyou bolted the main door, took a look at the room, and closed the door again.
He carried three chickens to the kitchen and randomly picked one to kill.
There was nothing to put in the other two chickens, so I covered them with an upside-down basket for fear that they would run away and come back without being caught.
The stove was boiling water for heating in the front room. In the back, he cleaned the chicken and chopped it into small pieces. He also cut several slices of ginger and threw them into a big belly pot. After filling it with water, he took it to the front room for preparation.
After a while, he returned to the kitchen and grabbed some from the jar of snow clams.
There were quite a lot before. He went to the mountains to mine stones, and Lu Miao often stewed them for him. Now they are all gone.
Fu Jingyou felt annoyed.
He shouldn't have eaten it.
It felt like there were about seven or eight left in the jar.
He took out one, peeled it clean under the kerosene lamp, and soaked it in a small bowl.
I plan to stew a pot of soup for Lu Miao every two days, and then add a few red dates or something.
I don’t know if it really nourishes people.
But it tastes sweet, so it’s also good to stew it for Lu Miao as a snack.
Lu Miao woke up at night and drank warm water. The chicken was tender and the soup did not need to be stewed for a long time. There was also freshly stewed chicken soup.
Fu Jingyou took a bowl and gave her half a bowl and half a bowl of chicken and chicken soup. Maybe because she had eaten too little before, she ate some this time.
At the end, he kept muttering that he didn't want to eat meat, but wanted to eat the side dishes in the soup.
Fu Jingyou promised to do it for her tomorrow.
The vegetables in the yard are almost ready for picking.
Lu Miao nodded, and Fu Jingyou poured her some hot water. She washed her private parts herself, then sat on the edge of the bed with her back to the bed, raised her feet, and let Fu Jingyou bring a stool to wash her feet.
"Have you come back to take a shower?"
"Not yet."
"You sweat easily. Next time, don't go to bed without taking a shower! You'll make the bed smell."
"good."
Lu Miao kicked Fu Jingyou in the face with water, but Fu Jingyou grabbed her foot and tickled the sole of her foot as a punishment.
Lu Miao was amused by him and kept pulling his feet back to hide on the bed, "No more, no more!"
Fu Jingyou smiled and stood up to pour water. He covered the pot of soup and placed it on the table by the window. He then filled the kettle with water and put it on the stove.
He walked to the kitchen and took some sweet potatoes from the pot to eat.
After a while of tidying up, I returned to my room. The water in the kettle was bubbling and breaking the lid.
Fu Jingyou brought a large bathtub, added some hot water, and took a bath in the room with his back to Lu Miao.
Lu Miao snuggled in the quilt and looked at him.
Under the dim glow of the kerosene lamp, his skin was slightly dark, and the muscles on his back, arms and legs looked very nice.
He was completely different from the other two skinny guys I saw in the oil press room that day.
The heat filled half of the room. Fu Jingyou put on a pair of pants, poured the water into the bucket, picked up the bucket and was about to go out to pour the water.
He looked up and saw Lu Miao staring at him with a blushing face. He straightened his waist and asked, "Take off your pants for you to see?"
"...Shame on you! Why are you acting like a gangster?"
Lu Miao rolled his eyes at him, turned his back with his cheeks puffed out, and went to sleep.
Fu Jingyou chuckled softly, picked up the basin and bucket and put them in the main room, then turned around and paced back, groping his way onto the bed and leaning against Lu Miao's back.
Lu Miao's feet were as cold as ice, but he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold and just tucked them into his knees.
"Are you still cold? Come closer, I'm warm."
As he spoke, his hands were already loosely supporting Lu Miao's waist, pulling her into his arms.
Fu Jingyou and Lu Miao huddled together tightly, tucking the quilt in tightly.
He was probably very hot-tempered, and his body was warm and a little hot to the touch.
If he hadn't known this a long time ago, Lu Miao would have suspected that he had a fever.
"Where are the bean curd dregs and fried dough cakes you brought back that day?"
Fu Jingyou snorted, "Sleep! What are you talking about bean curd cakes now? Have you forgotten what the doctor said?"
"I've been sleeping since I got back. How can I sleep now?"
Lu Miao twisted his body. He had just eaten a full meal, and now he was not only full of energy, but also felt a little warm from being held by Fu Jingyou.
She just shook the corner of the quilt a little, and Fu Jingyou was quick and grabbed the corner of the quilt to cover her tightly.
Lu Miao pouted slightly and stopped arguing, worried that she was still worried about her bean dregs:
"Bean dregs and fried dough sticks are rare, so don't waste them."
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