Chapter 28 Fu Family
Liquor is made from grain. The cheapest one sold at the supply and marketing cooperative costs about 70 or 80 cents, and it comes in a bottle about the size of a palm.
If there is no wedding or funeral, it is really difficult to find someone in the village.
Fu Jingyou frowned and repeated Lu Miao's words, "Wine?"
"Um."
Lu Miao fluttered his eyelashes, blinked, and nodded gently, "Both white wine and yellow wine are fine. The higher the alcohol content, the better. It can remove the fishy smell."
"I understand." Fu Jingyou nodded and asked, "What else do you want?"
Lu Miao glanced at the stove thoughtfully. The stove was covered in dust. It was obvious that Fu Jingyou rarely cooked.
She asked Fu Jingyou: "What do you have at home?"
"Oil, salt, and soy sauce."
Lu Miao's eyes widened, and his pupils were as black and translucent as wild grapes. "Just gone?"
Fu Jingyou nodded calmly, "No more."
“…”
Now it was Lu Miao's turn to remain silent.
Fu Jingyou saw her expression and guessed that this alone was not enough, so he asked, "What else is missing? I'll get it."
"How can I get it? There's nowhere to buy it here."
The supply and marketing cooperative is in the town, and Dahe Village is far away from the town. Even if you have a car, it will take most of the day to go back and forth.
"I was careless. I should have thought of it earlier. Otherwise, I would have had time to prepare."
Lu Miao tutted, a look of frustration on her pretty face. Fu Jingyou glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "I can handle it."
Feeling a bit too confident after saying this, he added:
"I'll go to my aunt's house first and take whatever I can get. If it's much worse, I'll go to town this afternoon."
"...I'll kill the turtle tomorrow."
"Is this okay? You used to eat at your aunt's house. If you went over to borrow something and she asked about it, what would you do? How would you answer?"
Lu Miao's question was so sharp that Fu Jingyou was speechless for a while.
After a brief silence, Fu Jingyou's jaw tightened slightly, and he asked stiffly, "Do you still want to eat?"
“…”
All right.
Lu Miao compromised, stretched out his bud-like fingers, and counted the things he needed one by one:
"You need onions, ginger, and garlic, and chili peppers. They have to be spicy! And allspice, um... things like bay leaves, Sichuan peppercorns, cinnamon, star anise, and cumin. If you have any, lend them to me. If you don't have any, forget it."
"I didn't bring any money or tickets with me today. Tell me how much money and tickets these things will cost and I'll give them to you."
The seasonings don’t cost much, so even if he needs to pay it back, he should pay it back.
Fu Jingyou didn't respond. He cleared the bamboo basket on the table and went to the back door with the empty bamboo basket. "I'll be back soon. Please sit and wait for a while."
Thinking of something, he stopped and warned: "Don't mess around with that turtle, it will really bite your fingers off."
"Got it! Hurry up!"
To be honest, Lu Miao has a spoiled and willful temper, and Fu Jingyou really doesn't trust her.
Fu Jingyou didn't dare to delay any longer this time, and almost ran there and back, but he was still stopped by something on the way. The female educated youth named Chen Miaomiao stopped him again.
Fu Jingyou was running very fast and wanted to pretend not to hear, but when Chen Miaomiao mentioned Lu Miao's name, he slowed down.
"Comrade Fu, how come you run so fast..."
Chen Miaomiao trotted over to Fu Jingyou, patted her chest to calm down, and said, "I, I almost didn't catch up..."
Fu Jingyou lowered his eyebrows, his face full of unfamiliarity: "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing serious, it's just..." Chen Miaomiao's eyes flickered, and she glanced at his side in a puzzled manner, "Comrade Fu, didn't Lu Miao go out with you this morning? How come..."
She suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence and laughed dryly as if trying to hide something. "Ha... I don't mean anything else. I just have something to ask Lu Miao. It's almost time for lunch, and I didn't see her at the educated youth center, so I came to ask you."
Fu Jingyou didn't know whether the relationship between Chen Miaomiao and Lu Miao was good or not, but at this time, relationships between men and women should be very cautious. Not only would it be easy for rumors and dirty talk to spread, but he might also be framed. He definitely couldn't reveal that Lu Miao was in his house.
After thinking for a while, Fu Jingyou said:
"We were working on a field, but I finished first and came back. Lu Zhiqing was slow, so he should be done soon."
This short sentence conveys a lot of information to Chen Miaomiao.
Lu Miao is delicate and her memory is even more delicate and picky than Chen Miaomiao's in her previous life. When she said that she worked slowly, Chen Miaomiao agreed completely.
But what is the point of this sentence?
Lu Miao worked slowly, and Fu Jingyou not only didn't help him, but also came back first!
What does this mean?
They seem to get along well with each other, but in fact they don't!
No wonder, Lu Miao is so picky and independent, who would really like him?
"I understand. Thank you, Comrade Fu."
Chen Miaomiao was in a good mood. She suppressed the corners of her mouth that were trying to rise, and bowed to Fu Jingyou politely and apologetically. "Comrade Fu, Lu Miao has a bad temper and may be a little spoiled. If she has caused you any trouble in any way during your relationship, I solemnly apologize to you here. I hope you don't take it to heart!"
“…”
Fu Jingyou frowned slightly, his thin lips moved for a moment, and after a long while he uttered a few words:
"Can I go now?"
Chen Miaomiao quickly stepped aside.
Fu Jingyou didn't stop for a moment, and started running again with the bamboo basket in his hand.
When Fu Jingyou entered the yard from the back door, he saw Lu Miao carrying a small stool and sitting on the steps under the eaves. He tried very hard to shrink into the shade, but seemed to be worried that the mossy wall would dirty his clothes, so he didn't dare to get too close.
Most of his body was exposed to the midday sun, and he didn't know how long he had been in the sun. His face, which had just been washed clean, became sweaty again.
Fu Jingyou took two steps over and asked, "Why are you sitting here?"
"Fu Jingyou!"
Lu Miao stood up in one second, and then pouted in grievance in the next second, "The room is pitch black, there's no one around, I'm a little scared to be alone."
The Fu family's house looked bright and tidy from the outside, but once inside, one could tell it was dilapidated. Not only was the roof tiled and leaking air, but every corner inside and outside the house was covered with cobwebs and thick dust.
Fu Jingyou was not at home, and Lu Miao felt embarrassed to walk around casually, but seeing that the kitchen and the corridor leading to the main hall were like this, Lu Miao felt that other places should be similar.
And because the front door was not open, there was no light in the house, and it was a mess, like a haunted house.
Being in this almost unfamiliar environment, Lu Miao felt not only uncomfortable but also awkward and panicky, as if there were invisible people standing around him.
"Go in first, I'll get you a bucket of water."
"Um!"
Lu Miao nodded happily, but he moved the bench and stood there, looking at him with a pair of dark eyes, and did not move for a long time.
Fu Jingyou sighed helplessly, fetched a bucket of water in two moves, and carried it into the house with her.
Lu Miao sat close to the kitchen door, rolled up his sleeves, and dipped his two slender white arms into the bucket to play with the water.
As the cool breeze blew through the hall, she sighed comfortably, "Such a nice house, why don't you clean it up?"
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