Chapter 22: Not Active in Thinking
The turtle was too big to fit into the bamboo basket, so Fu Jingyou pulled a vine as thick as a wire from the woods, wrapped it around the turtle's legs several times and tied a knot. He tied a loose knot on the other end and passed it through the side of the hoe handle. When he carried the hoe, he carried the turtle on his back.
Fu Jingyou's pants were wet more, and not only his pants were wet, but his shoes were also directly stepped into the water. Now every step he took made a squeaking sound. He simply took off his shoes, held them in his hands, and walked slowly in front.
Lu Miao imitated him and first quickly squeezed the water off his trouser legs. Then he took off his shoes and wanted to walk barefoot, but the rough grass on the bank of the channel made the soles of his feet hurt and itchy.
She called Fu Jingyou to stop, and waited until she put her shoes back on before she started walking again.
Along the way, Lu Miao's mouth was busy again:
"Is there any place cooler than in the woods?"
"Um."
"What place is it?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Lu Miao hummed softly as he ran after Fu Jingyou, "Humph, you're still keeping us in suspense!"
Fu Jingyou raised his lips, then quickly lowered them, "You should get used to it sooner."
Lu Miao tilted his head in confusion, "Adapt to what?"
"Get used to the work." Fu Jingyou said calmly, "The team will get busier and busier later on, and you won't always get the chance to do the easy work."
Moreover, everyone will rush to do the work that is easy and gives high work points.
Those who got the prize were ecstatic, while those who didn't were resentful. Over time, a production team might even have rifts and some unpleasant words might spread.
What's more, she is an educated youth.
Lu Miao lifted the braid from the back of her neck and played with it. His dark pupils turned and he said nonchalantly:
"I don't care how many work points I get, as long as I can do some work to keep those people quiet."
Lu Miao is very clear about his own positioning.
She was just a second-generation rich kid. In modern times, she could even control two stocks for fun, but here...
No matter how hard she worked, the few work points she earned were not enough to support herself.
And from her memory, she learned that the father of her original body in this world was as virtuous as her own father. In that case, since she had a family fortune, why didn't she squander it?
Only when the father is kind can the son be filial, and only when good people do good will they be rewarded. As for the fathers of both lives, Lu Miao wanted to tell them that she was their retribution.
Fu Jingyou hesitated and said, "You are not positive..."
Lu Miao snorted, "So what if I'm positive? I can't even live well myself, what does other people's affairs have to do with me?"
Lu Miao never minds sharing benefits with others, but she always puts herself first.
Besides, although she was not very clear about all the details of this era, she was aware of the general direction of the future. As long as she could seize the right opportunity, relying on her parents for a few years would not matter.
Fu Jingyou was speechless.
Born in this era, deep down, he and Lu Miao definitely have different ideas.
But he was not a poor or lower-middle peasant. Having always lived in adversity, he felt that what Lu Miao said was very right.
He is living a life worse than death, so what does it matter to him what others do?
No matter how proactive a person of his status is, he can't change his own situation, let alone others'?
Fu Jingyou's eyes darkened and he suddenly became pessimistic.
Lu Miao didn't notice his emotions and continued to chatter:
"I don't care what others do. If I don't want to work, no one can force me. There are beautiful scenery and interesting people everywhere. I just want to appreciate and embrace them happily."
The main point is to do whatever you want.
Having heard so many phrases like “sacrifice oneself for others” and “serve the people”, this was the first time Fu Jingyou heard such a self-centered statement and he found it quite strange.
But can he do this?
Fu Jingyou tilted his head and looked at Lu Miao in a daze.
The latter's eyebrows curved, and he smiled heartlessly while pinching the dogtail grass, "That's right, isn't it?"
For some unknown reason, Fu Jingyou nodded.
yes……
Putting yourself first and making yourself happier does not conflict with "dedication" and "self-sacrifice". In this case, why not choose to consider yourself first?
So what if the ingredients are not as brilliant as others?
Whether you are happy or not, whether there is hope in life, these are often choices you can make, aren’t they?
But there is a big difference between understanding this and actually being able to do it.
Fu Jingyou knew it was difficult to do this, but seeing Lu Miao's carefree and happy appearance, his mood improved slightly, and he rarely smiled, and his voice became gentler:
"Let's go, we're almost there."
Fu Jingyou's smile was very light, very shallow, but staring at his thin lips, Lu Miao was distracted for a moment, "Fu Jingyou, has anyone said this before?"
"Um?"
"You look beautiful when you smile."
Lu Miao bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes clear and bright under her long, curled eyelashes. She looked like a pure and innocent little rabbit, but in fact, her temperament was even more annoying than that of a happy little wild cat.
"No." Fu Jingyou slowed down his pace, turned away alertly, and said sternly, "I'm a man, and I don't need to look good."
Lu Miao didn't care. Her dark, round, and lively lychee eyes were still staring at him, but this time she wasn't just looking at his lips.
She raised her gaze two inches and looked at the long, fine hair covering Fu Jingyou's eyes. "Hey... Fu Jingyou."
"Um?"
"Can you part your hair so I can take a look?"
It was once written in the book that Fu Jingyou has a pair of peach blossom eyes that can make people's hearts beat faster when he smiles, but can make people's hearts break when he is silent...
Despite meeting so many times, Lu Miao had never looked Fu Jingyou in the eye.
She was really curious about what the peach blossom eyes, which were described as divine, looked like.
Lu Miao wanted to see it, but Fu Jingyou refused to cooperate, no matter how she acted coquettishly.
Not only did he refuse to cooperate, Fu Jingyou also frowned and scolded him coldly:
"You're a girl... Can you please behave yourself when you're with a guy?"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, I didn't realize you're even more conservative than this old man?"
Lu Miao tutted unhappily, "Besides, I just wanted to see your eyes. Why are you breaking the rules? According to what you said, you just looked at my legs and put on my shoes. Doesn't that mean I have to marry you?"
Fu Jingyou's ears burned, and he wanted to stop and cover her mouth with his free hand, "You can't talk like that!"
Whenever he got angry, Lu Miao would pout.
"There's no point pouting." Fu Jingyou asked in a deep voice, "Did you hear me?"
"I heard it." Lu Miao replied reluctantly.
Fu Jingyou breathed a sigh of relief and said in a gentle tone after a while:
"Don't say these things in front of others anymore. You should also be careful. If...if someone approaches you as closely as I did today, as long as they are of the opposite sex, you should be alert."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
