Chapter 237: Companionship
After taking off his shoes and getting on the bed, Fu Jingyou lifted up the hem of Lu Miao's white dress with small floral patterns, leaned over and put his ear close to hers:
"Let me hear it."
Lu Miao's eyes sparkled and he walked forward confidently.
It was her first time being a mother, and she was actually quite curious, but it was a pity that her neck was not long enough to bend.
Otherwise she would listen too.
"Did you hear anything?"
"I heard it."
Lu Miao's eyes widened with excitement, and he asked urgently:
"What did you hear?"
Fu Jingyou put half of his handsome face on her round belly and said seriously:
“Gulp gulp gulp…”
"Fu Jingyou!"
Lu Miao's face turned pale and red, and she slapped him on the shoulder with a coquettish hum.
"You're going to die!"
She thought he heard something!
Fu Jingyou sat up with a smile.
Lu Miao glared at him twice, then rubbed his belly tenderly again:
"This month, the baby's hearing tissue is almost fully developed."
Fu Jingyou asked: "Does that mean she can hear what we say?"
Lu Miao hesitated and thought for a moment, thinking that there would be things like musical prenatal education in the future, and the baby would probably be able to hear it, so he nodded.
Fu Jingyou just sat up, then bent down again:
"Hey, Xiao Mingxia, this is Daddy's voice, you know? Huh?"
"Daddy loves you."
Fu Jingyou kissed Lu Miao's belly. Lu Miao felt a little itchy and pushed him lightly, saying:
"Stop it, go to sleep!"
Fu Jingyou glanced at her with a smile, then continued to lean closer to her stomach and murmured:
"Dad loves you and Mom too."
"Xiao Mingxia, you have to love your father and mother and be filial to your mother in the future, okay?"
"Daddy's little Mingxia..."
Lu Miao shook his head helplessly, but his eyes and smile couldn't help but soften.
This was the first time Fu Jingyou said he loved her directly.
"She's still so young, how can she understand what love and filial piety are?"
"What does it matter whether she understands or not? I'll communicate with her first. When she grows up and becomes sensible, she'll figure it out naturally."
“Nonsense!”
"Why is it nonsense?"
Fu Jingyou gently stroked Lu Miao's belly, and looking at his gentle expression, he was ready to be promoted to the position of "father".
"Xiao Mingxia, tell me, is what Dad said right?"
He looks very tough, and looks particularly serious and cold when he is not smiling.
At this moment, her eyes are gentle and she is smiling, as warm as water, and she looks particularly charming.
Lu Miao was looking at him with amusement at first, and then suddenly he leaned over and gave him a kiss.
Fu Jingyou paused, and put his handsome face close to Lu Miao's mouth, "Give me another kiss, I want this side too!"
"don't want!"
"One more kiss, one more kiss..."
Fu Jingyou insisted on kissing Lu Miao again.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the main room, and then there was a knock on the door.
Tang Mei's awkward voice came through the door:
"...It's already late, and Xiaobao is still pregnant. You, you must be more restrained!"
“…”
“…”
Fu Jingyou froze.
Lu Miao's cheeks were rosy. She pressed Fu Jingyou's face with her small hands and pushed him away. After lying down, she whispered shyly:
“Turn off the lights!”
“…”
Fu Jingyou smiled silently, feeling a little embarrassed.
However, considering that it was already late, he did not bother Lu Miao anymore.
After turning off the kerosene lamp, Fu Jingyou lay down and hugged Lu Miao to sleep.
After a trip to Tianjin, Fu Jingyou came back feeling that the living environment in the countryside was inferior to that in the city in every way.
He often feels indebted to Lu Miao.
In daily life, she took better care of Lu Miao and tried her best to make him more comfortable.
Fu Jingyou bought the lamp wick mat the next day.
There is a difference between the lamp grass mat and the bamboo mat, which is relatively softer.
Fu Jingyou spread a thin blanket on the lounge chair and then put a mat on top of it.
Lu Miao wanted to enjoy the cool air in front of the door, so he moved the chair under the jujube tree at the door.
After dark, move the chair into the room and place it parallel to the bed near the end of the bed.
At night, Lu Miao slept on the deck chair, while Fu Jingyou moved from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed.
When Lu Miao was sleeping, his hands subconsciously rested on the armrest of the recliner.
Fu Jingyou lay on his side facing her, his hand covering hers.
Worried that Lu Miao would be scared, Fu Jingyou wanted to accompany her as much as possible and try not to let her feel nervous and anxious.
Lu Miao said he wanted to eat lotus pods. It was around the Dragon Boat Festival, and some fresh lotus pods were faintly visible in the middle of the lake between the two production teams.
Fu Jingyou took advantage of the bright sun at noon, took off his clothes and swam a few laps.
When picking lotus pods, I was afraid that if I picked too many, it would rain and dew, which would affect the harvest of lotus roots.
After picking each lotus pod, Fu Jingyou would bend the lotus leaf stem halfway to prevent rainwater from seeping in.
When he came ashore again, he was holding a basket of lotus pods.
He took the lotus pods home and let Lu Miao eat them as snacks.
Fu Jingyou was busy running around. Taking advantage of Lu Miao's nap at noon, he sneaked into the mountains carrying a hatchet on his back.
A year or two ago, a large field of tobacco was discovered in the mountains.
This season is the time of harvest...
After collecting the tobacco leaves, hang them in a place sheltered from the rain in the mountains to dry and process them for a while, which will bring in income in the future.
The family had saved a hundred yuan or so, but the production team didn't make a penny all year round, so it would definitely not be enough to just rely on that hundred yuan.
Besides, I have to go to the black market every now and then.
If he can gain something, he will neither go empty-handed nor come back empty-handed.
Fu Jingyou went into the mountains, with a good plan in mind.
Lu Miao woke up in the afternoon with a cramp in his calf.
The calf muscles were cramping, twitching as if someone had manually tied a few knots in the muscles.
The pain is so sharp.
Lu Miao's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he gasped and shouted "Fu Jingyou", which scared Tang Mei, who was cleaning the door.
He quickly dropped the broom and moved closer to Lu Miao:
"He's out. What's wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Legs, calves..."
Tang Mei hurriedly went to pull Lu Miao's legs.
"No, not the right leg, yes, the left leg!"
Tang Mei was in a panic and hurried to check Lu Miao's left leg.
Bai Yingying's calf felt tense, and it was obvious that she was having a cramp.
Tang Mei pushed up Lu Miao's trouser legs, sat on the ground beside him, and started to massage Lu Miao's legs.
Lu Miao was sweating from the pain, and Tang Mei massaged her for half an hour, but it didn't help much.
She sat on the ground, the loose hair hanging from her ears stuck to her face like an octopus, showing no trace of the gentle and quiet look she had in Beijing before.
Lu Miao's irritability dissipated a little, and he inexplicably felt a strange feeling.
After a long silence, Lu Miao reached out and pulled Tang Mei up, then asked:
"Didn't my dad say anything about you coming here?"
Tang Mei was slightly stunned and shook her head truthfully:
"I didn't tell your father."
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