Chapter 700 Me too
Not many people make phone calls in small towns.
Even fewer make long-distance calls.
Fu Jingyou stood there holding the microphone, and the comrades working next to him and those who came to do business were all looking at him.
He couldn't say anything too private or intimate, so he could only summon his emotions and speak in a serious tone like an old cadre:
"Hello, it's me."
"Well, I know it's you."
In contrast, Lu Miao's voice was much lighter:
"How are your uncle and aunt? Why are you calling now? Are you coming back or something?"
"No, everything is fine here in my hometown, don't worry... I called to discuss something with you."
"Um?"
Fu Jingyou summarized the words and gave a general account of the situation.
In the Beijing North Post Office, Lu Miao was holding the microphone. After hearing what he said, he was a little confused.
Not only had Fu Jingyou never thought about changing the child's surname and registering his household, but Lu Miao had also never thought about it in the past.
You can take your father's surname or your mother's surname.
But there’s no need to single it out.
As if to prove something, they demand which one takes the father's surname and which one takes the mother's surname.
Besides, there is no throne to inherit in the family, so why make things so complicated?
However, after hearing Fu Jingyou's explanation, Lu Miao felt it was very reasonable.
Most of her ideas were formed through a more enlightened education in the future.
She can act according to her own ideas, but she cannot force others to have the same ideas as her.
Putting yourself in their shoes, perhaps under traditional thinking, her father and aunt really care about this matter, just as the child’s father said?
"I'll go back and ask later, but by the way, do you have any objections to this matter?"
After all, Fu Jingyou was born and raised in this era.
Fu Jingyou chuckled softly and asked her:
"What else do I need to think? Just because the last name is changed, does that mean the son is no longer my son?"
"Who knows?"
Lu Miao laughed and joked:
"Who knows, my dad might let the kids call you uncle or uncle?"
"That won't work."
Fu Jingyou became serious in an instant and said firmly:
"You can have the surname Lu. If Dad insists, you can register him/her in the Lu family household, but I must be the child's biological and nominal father."
It can be understood that the child has two names.
No matter where your household registration is, the only difference is your name, everything else remains unchanged.
It's too complicated and it will be difficult to explain in the future.
Moreover, what if the child grows up and becomes rebellious and thinks things in a wrong way?
What if they misinterpret the situation and create a fictitious father and mother, and end up becoming estranged from them?
That wasn't what he wanted to see.
His intention was to have the best of both worlds.
"Okay, I know about this."
Lu Miao nodded while holding the microphone and carefully instructed him:
"Dabao and Erbao are going to school, so let's arrange their arrangements first. Yang's isn't going to be used for the time being, so you can put it aside for now... I'll go back and see what Dad says. We'll discuss it in detail when you come back."
"Um."
Fu Jingyou responded softly.
The microphone fell silent for a moment, and neither of them spoke.
Afraid that his wife would hang up the phone, Fu Jingyou thought about asking how things were at home.
Before he could open his mouth, his wife's soft and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone:
"When will you be back?"
"I'm not rushing you, I'm just asking... Just focus on handling things over there and stay with your uncle and aunt for a few more days. Everything is fine in Jingbei."
"Um."
Knowing that she was thinking about him too, Fu Jingyou's lips curled up slightly.
"I'll be back in a week at most. Take good care of the children and yourself, and don't let me worry."
"I know, then..."
Lu Miao asked quietly: "Then I'll hang up?"
Fu Jingyou tapped on the wall, holding the phone and glancing to the side.
Those who were watching him make a phone call pretended to be indifferent and turned their eyes away.
He withdrew his gaze, his voice was tender and low, and he spoke slowly, whispering a long series of words in a halting manner:
"I miss you, all the time, every second, every minute, every hour, every day."
Lu Miao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud:
"Very good! Your English has improved again."
Fu Jingyou had a gentle expression and listened to her laugh quietly.
Lu Miao quickly calmed down his laughter, his eyebrows curved, and he added gently but carefully:
"Me too."
What is it?
Of course I miss him.
Fu Jingyou's expression softened, and the other end of the phone said:
"Wait until you get home."
"good."
He nodded slightly and hung up the phone.
"Long-distance calls are expensive. They cost thirty cents."
Fu Jingyou felt into his pocket and handed the person fifty cents, then got on his bicycle after receiving the change.
With the children's birth certificates in hand, I started to get down to business.
Small places have their own advantages.
When he was in northern Beijing, Fu Jingyou had inquired about the procedures for handling household registration.
There are more requirements in big cities. The more supporting documents a child needs to present if he or she is over one year old.
And there may be problems at every stage.
To sum up: it is difficult to finish things in a short time.
It was different back home. We gave the child's birth certificate, along with the parents' marriage certificate, and explained the specific situation, and the procedures were completed quickly.
However, the information needs to be stored in the database, and the child’s household registration page will not be available that quickly, so we have to wait a month.
Fu Jingyou definitely couldn't stay in his hometown for more than a month, so he told him the general situation.
The relevant department asked him to leave his address information and deposit five cents.
The five cents mainly includes stamps and envelopes. When the household registration leaflet comes out, we will help you mail it to you.
Fu Jingyou thanked him quickly and wrote a note to pay the money.
The issue of the child's household registration came to a temporary end, and Fu Jingyou pushed his bicycle to the county department store again.
I bought some food, nutritional supplements and daily necessities.
Walking back, when the bicycle rushed into the production team's territory, it happened to hit the sunset that filled half the sky.
The shadows of Fu Jingyou and the bicycle were both stretched out in the opposite direction...
After buying a bunch of things and bringing them home, I can’t avoid being nagged by my uncle and aunt.
But it doesn't matter.
As early as when he was in northern Beijing, in order to "protect" his wife, Fu Jingyou had already developed a thick skin in front of Tang Mei.
He Hongjin and Chen Guifen were standing in the yard chatting about their affairs.
He was busy at the big table in the room, and the two sides did not interfere with each other.
Since Yu Hao didn't come over, Fu Jingyou thought about taking the initiative to look for him.
It's not nice to go to someone's house empty-handed.
Fu Jingyou packed some milk powder and malted milk.
After dinner, the village gradually fell into silence, only the threshing grounds on both sides were still bustling.
Fu Jingyou informed Chen Guifen and He Hongjin of the situation, packed his things and left without telling anyone.
There was a kerosene lamp on in Zaohua's house, but Zaohua's mother had already gone to bed with the children.
Zaohua is not in good spirits and can't take care of herself.
Yu Hao had just finished dinner and filled some water for her to take a bath.
When Fu Jingyou arrived, Zaohua had just finished taking a bath.
She sat on a long bench in the main room, letting Yu Hao comb and tie her hair.
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