Chapter 513: Scraping
Fu Jingyou stopped his actions instantly, acting as serious and proper as an old cadre.
Although the desire is unbearable, he loves her as his life, and of course his wife always comes first in everything.
Fu Jingyou placed his hands on Lu Miao's lower abdomen and rubbed it gently.
Knowing that she felt uncomfortable during these few days of the month, he couldn't help but lower his voice to comfort her:
"I'll make you a cup of brown sugar water, okay? You'll feel better after drinking it. I'll also stew a bowl of red dates and snow frog tonight."
"Hmm~"
Lu Miao pouted proudly and nodded softly, feeling very grateful for his meticulous care.
She is pretty and charming, and very lovable.
Fu Jingyou hugged her and kissed her again before gently placing her on the kang.
Make her some brown sugar water.
…
The two-day holiday passed quickly.
The next day, Monday, Fu Jingyou got up early to send Zhou Shian to the Yuhong class.
I came back to have breakfast and pick up some things on the way. Lu Miao had already finished his meal, packed up and went to school.
Fu Jingyou quickly ate a large bowl of porridge with some pickles, then pushed his bicycle, straddled it with his long legs, and hurried to school.
Met Mei Zi in the alley.
Mei Ziren stood by the roadside and greeted him with a smile, "Brother Xiao Fu."
Fu Jingyou nodded in response and quickly ran out of the alley.
There was a crowd of people at the bulletin board of Renmin University, all going over to check out the situation.
Fu Jingyou locked his bicycle and came back, standing behind the crowd and taking a look.
There are too many people and I can't see anything.
He was about to leave, planning to come back and see when there were fewer people around.
A familiar face suddenly emerged from the crowd.
"Fu Jingyou!"
Pulling out the half-cut jacket that was stuck in the crowd, Hu Yinglai ran up to Fu Jingyou, hooked his arm around his shoulder, and went upstairs with him.
Fu Jingyou has a fever, so it would be fine if his wife came over and put her arm around his shoulder, but forget it if Hu Ying came.
It's hot already.
He raised his elbow and pushed the man aside. Fu Jingyou asked:
"What does the notice board say?"
"They say English classes will start soon. Each college will organize an English test and divide the classes into different groups based on the scores."
Everyone in the school who has seen the notice is discussing this matter.
"Didn't you study at the factory and get in? You probably haven't learned English before, right? I know a little bit. Hey, if you can just call me Brother Hu, I'll teach you."
"No need."
Fu Jingyou glanced at Hu Yinglai, walked in front with his long legs, and did not fall easily into his little tricks.
“Tsk!”
Hu Yinglai was shocked and quickened his pace to catch up.
"Why is it no longer needed? What, did you teach yourself English?"
Hu Yinglai was asking questions when he noticed something sharp. He grabbed his shoulder and asked:
"What's wrong with your neck?"
Fu Jingyou paused for a moment, then continued walking, saying calmly:
"The season has changed recently, so I'm doing scraping at home to get rid of dampness and heat during the holidays."
He hadn't restrained himself much the night before.
Maybe I went a little too far and my wife couldn't control herself.
It was originally a tease, but in the end I really took a bite...
"Isn't scraping the sides of the neck and back? Who scrapes the Adam's apple?"
Hu Yinglai frowned, obviously not believing it.
Not only did he not believe it, he also tried to imitate scraping and pressed his Adam's apple twice.
Feeling both painful and uncomfortable, Hu Yinglai let go instantly.
What's the idea of scraping Adam's apple?
"You're so bold! You're not even afraid of being scratched to death!"
"My wife does scraping like this. Get out of the way. You won't understand."
Fu Jingyou pushed Hu Yinglai aside and entered the classroom and sat down first.
"?"
Hu Yinglai rolled his eyes, as he was annoyed every time he called her "wife".
"I hear you talk about your wife every day, but I've never seen your wife."
Taking the opportunity to sit down beside him, Hu Yinglai smiled lazily and said to him:
"Otherwise, when can you bring your wife over to see us? Your house is nearby anyway."
Fu Jingyou hung up his backpack and tidied the desk without saying a word.
"I'm serious!"
Hu Yinglai insisted, and then continued:
"Didn't Liu from the vocational school next door refuse to believe you're married? Bring your wife over here, and once she sees it, she won't be able to disbelieve it."
Fu Jingyou looked at his nose and his heart, turned the pages of the book, read ten lines at a glance, and said nothing.
As for Liu Yunshu, he had already made things very clear to her.
Speaking of the matter, it's enough that he's upset about it alone, so why bring his wife into this?
Besides, his wife is a person who does big things and is very busy.
It's not worth it to waste her time and make her upset.
He didn't respond for a long time, so Hu Yinglai realized that he didn't want to continue talking about this matter, so he simply changed the subject and got back to the point:
"Don't you really need me to teach you English?"
"Need not."
Fu Jingyou shook his head, thought of something, closed the book and said seriously:
"Never mind, let's talk about it when you have time."
In terms of English, my wife has been giving him small lessons on and off.
My wife is busy these days.
If he could learn something from Hu Yinglai, it would also help his wife worry less...
Fu Jingyou was very good at using the abacus. Hu Yinglai always borrowed his notes and was happy to teach him.
But when the two of them actually sat close to each other, whispering and studying with their heads against each other, they both felt a knot in their hearts at the same time.
"You're kidding me! Don't you already know everything? What else do you need me to teach you?"
Hu Yinglai said angrily.
Fu Jingyou had an expression that was hard to describe:
"You're not a good teacher, not even as good as my wife..."
It's a bit weird, but it's the truth.
Moreover, Hu Yinglai's English is not as good as his wife's.
He doesn't know as much as his wife.
If you think about it, you can understand it.
After all, his wife is an English major.
Hu Yinglai, who studied electromechanics and motors, is definitely not as good as his wife.
"Forget it, I don't want you to teach me anymore."
Fu Jingyou dragged his chair back to his desk.
I was only thinking about how awesome my wife was, but I indirectly forgot that I was also studying electromechanical engineering and motors.
His words and expression were like an arrow, piercing Hu Yinglai's lungs.
Hu Yinglai's chest heaved violently. He glared at him fiercely, then moved his desk half an inch toward the window and cursed fiercely:
"Fuck you, don't talk to me this semester!"
Hu Yinglai is like a child, he loves to do this.
Anyway, it was him who wanted to borrow the notes, and it would still be him who would paste them back.
Fu Jingyou curled his lips into a smile, shook his head and let him go.
…
The students of Renmin University were busy running around, discussing lively matters and making plans about when to go together to buy English notebooks.
Actively prepare for the upcoming "revival" of English classes.
On the other side, the School of Foreign Languages of Peking University.
According to the school's curriculum for this term, Lu Miao has two professional classes every Monday morning.
But there seems to be something unexpected happening this Monday.
When I entered the classroom, there was a notice on the blackboard asking students to study on their own.
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