Chapter 223: Hard-mouthed
In this special era, people are not good at expressing their feelings directly.
The seemingly nonsensical sentence at the end actually contains all of Fu Jingyou's thoughts and concerns about home.
Lu Miao felt sweet and depressed.
She also missed Fu Jingyou a little...
"Is it Xiaoliu's letter?"
"What's in the letter?"
"Why are you frowning and smiling one moment, and now frowning again?"
Lu Miao was brought back to his senses by Tian Guihua's three soul-searching questions. He blushed for a moment, then calmed down and smiled.
"It's a letter from Brother You. He said he's doing well over there, the teachers are kind and respectful, the other students are friendly, and we even went out to see a movie together!"
"You went to the movies? What are the movies like in the city?"
Tian Guihua was surprised and asked:
"Is it the same as our film troupe here? We just pull up a big white cloth at night and watch it?"
"Pretty much. In the city, it's indoors, just a small room... The movie is projected directly on the wall, with the curtains drawn and the door closed, so you can watch it day or night."
"That's going to cost money, right? I know what you're talking about. I think the county has it too, and one ticket costs 12 cents!"
"Uh-huh."
We chatted and laughed along the way until we reached the hillside that turned into the mountain road leading to the production team.
He Erge stopped the car and helped Tian Guihua help Lu Miao get out of the car.
Tian Guihua heard from Chen Guifen that Lu Miao almost had a miscarriage because she fell here.
Tian Guihua didn't dare to let go and called for He Erge to help Lu Miao up the hill.
He Erge has to go to work tomorrow, and he also has to return the car to the owner before nightfall.
Lu Miao originally wanted to invite him home to sit and have a meal, but after hearing this, he didn't want to persuade him anymore. He just kept emphasizing that when Fu Jingyou came back, He Erge must make time to come home for a meal.
He Erge agreed with a laugh, waved to the two of them, and with sweat on his forehead and arms, he pedaled away quickly on his tricycle.
The mentality after pregnancy is really important. Before going to the hospital, Lu Miao felt uncomfortable all over her body.
When she came back, she didn't feel any more burdened. Even though she had a big belly, her steps were much lighter.
I didn't complain about being tired or wanting to rest along the way, and it was getting dark when I got home.
It was troublesome to go back and cook in the dark, so Lu Miao and Tian Guihua had dinner at He's house.
At the dinner table, He Hongjin and Chen Guifen asked nervously:
"What did the county doctor say? Is there anything wrong?"
He Hongjin and Chen Guifen both know something about it, but they are not professionals after all.
When necessary, you still have to listen to the doctor's opinion.
Lu Miao smiled, chewing the pale golden rice crust in her hand until it smelled fragrant:
"It's okay. The doctor said everything is fine with the child. He just told her to come back and walk around more and stay in a good mood."
Chen Guifen relaxed and nodded and smiled.
He Hongjin felt a little relieved, but then he started scolding Lu Miao again with a stern face:
"You said it was nothing serious, but you just kept imagining things and made everyone in the room worry about you!"
Lu Miao made a "tsk" sound, stopped chewing the rice crust in his mouth, and said incoherently:
"How could I be imagining things? I was just worried. Anyway, I feel relieved after seeing the doctor. I don't trust anyone but the doctor!"
Lu Miao thought about it.
She would probably give birth in mid to late September, and she would then go to the county to stay at the end of August.
Go directly to the hospital or stay in a guesthouse first.
Anyway, she didn't give birth at home.
It’s bad enough that the sanitary conditions don’t meet the standards, it’s just scary to think about it, okay?
He Hongjin couldn't argue with Lu Miao, so he snorted:
"When Xiaoliu becomes successful in the future, he will be able to support you and withstand your torment. You can do whatever you want to me! I won't care about you anyway."
He Hongjin didn't have any other thoughts. He suffered a loss because his mouth was as hard as a rock.
Lu Miao didn't like what he said, and after returning home, she was angry with him and refused to go to the He family for several days.
He Hongjin is a man and an elder. He can't lose face in front of Lu Miao, but he is always thinking about Lu Miao's situation.
He was too embarrassed to go over, so he asked Chen Guifen to go over and see Lu Miao.
After several times, Chen Guifen was left speechless by him:
"She's just a child, so she's a little stubborn. As an adult, can't you be a little more tolerant? You're as stubborn as a bull."
"You speak harshly, yet you're always pining for her. What do you want?"
He Hongjin stiffened his neck and said:
"At my age, do I really have to bow my head and coax her? What's the point? What can I expect? Chen Guifen, you are really regressing as you get older!"
He Hongjin was about to go out with his hoe on his shoulder when Chen Guifen chuckled and said,
"Yes, I am going back in time as I grow older, right? Some people are tough, so don't try to get information from me, a person who keeps going back in time as he grows older."
"You bitch..."
He Hongjin turned around and wanted to argue with Chen Guifen.
Chen Guifen poured a basin of water at his feet.
He Hongjin jumped to avoid getting his shoes wet.
Chen Guifen snorted and went straight into the house.
He Hongjin stood in the yard, jumping up and down in anger.
As summer approached, the work in the production team gradually increased.
Before the busy work officially started, the educated youth camp had a holiday, and the educated youth took advantage of the time to go to the town in advance to buy daily necessities that they would need for the next period of time.
Lu Miao wrote a reply letter to Tianjin, took out the money for stamps, and asked Geng Xiaoyun and others to help take it to the post office to mail it out.
At about the same time, Lu Miao called Tian Guihua to help process the silk cocoons that had been collected a few days ago.
It only takes two weeks for silkworms to hatch from their cocoons and become butterflies, so they must be processed before they emerge from their cocoons.
Chen Guifen can reel silk, spin yarn, and weave cloth.
Lu Miao was a complete novice and didn't know how to do the difficult parts, so she decided to start with the "silk quilt".
Having watched videos before, Lu Miao knew that the process of making silk quilts also has very demanding requirements.
But compared with the more delicate drawing, spinning and weaving, silk quilts appear much simpler and cruder.
Before silkworms can spin cocoons, they need to go to the silkworm mountain. The medium for the "silkworm mountain" that Lu Miao prepared was the sesame stalks that Chen Guifen brought over.
Although the cocoons were finally formed as expected, they were more or less covered with some tiny brown debris from the sesame stalks.
Lu Miao took out the silk cocoons, sorted them out, and then put them into two pots in the kitchen, added water and alkali powder and stirred them.
Then pour the cleaned silk cocoons into the pot and boil them in water in four batches.
In this step, the main purpose of alkali powder is to clean and sterilize.
Boiling the cocoons in boiling water is to solidify the protein in the cocoons, which is convenient for subsequent spinning.
These were all what Chen Guifen had told Lu Miao before.
Chen Guifen was not very educated, and most of what she told Lu Miao were rather general principles.
Some relatively professional terms are mostly Lu Miao’s own summary.
There are several preparatory tasks for making a silk quilt, and Lu Miao cannot stand or bend over for long periods of time.
After boiling the cocoon in water to avoid the possibility of "breaking the cocoon", Lu Miao began to work slowly with Tian Guihua on the other steps.
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