Chapter 765: Can't Make Up
Literally, Ling Yuan said it was an accompaniment, but in fact it was a very rare opportunity for further study.
When he goes there, he will work with the American side to learn and understand this technology.
But when Liu Wenpei heard that he would be gone for at least eight months, she felt unwilling.
She has been pregnant for several months.
It doesn't matter if the father of the child is not around when you are pregnant.
Then when the child was born, the father was not around.
What kind of talk is that?
Another thing is, as the women in the village said, if a man has never had sex, he is just a boy.
I can still shyly hold back on some things.
How long has Ling Yuan been married to her?
He had done everything he should have done, but he was suddenly away from home for such a long time and so far away. What if he couldn't control himself?
How could she let go of this hand?
Once you let go, when the man comes back, it’s hard to say whether he is still your man.
After receiving the news from home and Ling Yuan explaining what happened, Liu Wenpei expressed opposition and lack of support.
Ling Yuan discussed with her for quite some time, and her attitude gradually became less resistant.
Ling Yuan thought she had given in, but when the notice was mailed to her home, Liu Wenpei burned the things without telling anyone.
At first they thought she was just unhappy and hid the things, but later they found some scraps in the stove, and the whole Ling family was disappointed.
At first, when the elders talked about spending the New Year in the hospital, Lu Miao thought that Liu Wenpei was pregnant and felt unwell, so she went to the hospital.
After piecing together what happened, I found out that it was Ling's father who was in the hospital.
How to say it?
It's totally incomprehensible, shocking and astonishing.
The direction is even more incredible.
Does Liu Wenpei know what the implications of what he is doing are?
There is no need to elaborate on who Yuan Shikai was, who was internationally hailed as the "Father of Hybrid Rice" in the 1970s.
The exchange meeting in the United States was initiated by the country and Mr. Yuan.
Lingyuan’s participation is just gilding.
Once they return from their studies, their standard achievement will be a scientist or agricultural expert, which is fundamentally different from ordinary "agricultural students".
Yes, he studied agronomy in college for only two years.
But his family took over the farm work when he was still a child.
His achievements were built with blood and sweat in the fields.
Who doesn’t want a good future?
The general public has a low level of education, and may not know that there are always people better than you, but how could Ling Yuan not know that?
He could have been a brilliant man, serving his family and contributing to his country and people in the future.
If you don't see hope, then forget it.
I have already got the notice, but Liu Wenpei cut off the ladder of my future halfway. Who can bear the huge gap?
This is not just a question of whether the current year will be a hassle or not.
Ling Yuan will be troubled by this matter for the rest of his life.
“…”
Lu Miao pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but because there were too many people present, he didn't open his mouth in the end.
A hot pot was set up for New Year's wine, and two lamb legs were roasted. By the time we finished eating and drinking, it was almost evening.
Every family is happy and packs up to go home.
Tang Mei gave out some of the mutton that had been packaged early in the morning, asking each family to take it back and eat.
After finishing her meal, Mei Zi helped to clear the table and wash the dishes, and also said that she wanted to go back.
Lu Miao held Xiao Baichuan in his arms and said:
"It's quiet over there, and Brother You is not here, so why don't you stay here with me and help me take care of the kids at night."
Deserted is one thing, but mainly it’s cold.
Most families in the alleys have to be on time to light the stove and cook, let alone heat the kang.
"this……"
Mei Zi hesitated and felt very embarrassed.
The courtyard was kept clean, and she was afraid of soiling the bed...
Lu Miao probably saw her concerns, patted the child on the back and turned to look at Tang Mei:
"Aunt, please accompany her and bring the mattress and wash basin. Brother You is not here, so I can worry less if she comes."
Tang Mei nodded, thinking it would be nice to have someone to help her take care of the child at night.
Tang Mei smiled and took Mei Zi to Xiaomao Hutong.
The only adults left in the room were Lu Miao and Lu Yuanzheng.
Lu Miao sent the children back to the house and asked them about what happened at the dinner table:
"Can you reissue Lingyuan's notice?"
Lu Yuanzheng was already feeling hot from drinking. He unbuttoned his Zhongshan suit, took it off and hung it aside, shaking his head.
"If everything can be reissued, then who would still take this seriously? Wouldn't everything be in chaos in the future?"
Lu Miao nodded and said nothing more.
She had actually expected this.
If it could be reissued, Nie Jinpeng would not have said anything at the dinner table because of their friendship.
Chen Rivet will definitely help speak up.
But precisely because they are all university presidents and are aware of the twists and turns involved, they simply choose not to bring it up.
Lu Miao felt sorry for Ling Yuan, but there was nothing he could do.
Ling Yuan had no choice but to accept the consequences of this matter.
The only one he can blame is his wife.
Tang Mei and Mei Zi returned soon.
The whole family took care of the children's washing up first, and then Lu Miao added a large piece of raw coal to the kitchen stove.
We usually burn the chimney stove because the air comes up and makes the house warmer.
Today we had dinner at home, and the small stove couldn't handle it, so we lit the stove.
When Mei Zi came to stay, Lu Miao boiled two more pots of hot water so that she could take a good bath.
It’s not that I mind that Mei Zi is dirty.
If she really disliked Mei Zi, she wouldn't have said that.
Lu Miao had experienced the cold of winter when there were no kangs.
To put it in an exaggerated way, if my hands get dirty after doing something, I would rather just wash my fingers.
Taking off clothes before going to bed at night and getting out of bed in the morning are both very difficult.
And taking a bath naked? Forget it.
Lu Miao loves cleanliness, and there is always a supply of soap, shampoo and other items at home.
She got shampoo for Mei Zi and also gave her a brand new bar of soap.
Mei Zi knew her temper and took the gift honestly as if she were her own sister.
At the end of the night, Mei Zi went to bed in a fresh outfit. She was wearing thin clothes and her face was rosy from the warm air.
Raise your arm and smell it, pinch your braid and smell it.
She smelled good all over. After all, she was not very old, and Mei Zi's joy was written all over her face.
Lu Miao was infected by her and smiled gently with his curved lips.
…
The people from the Ling family who went to the hospital were the older couple, not the younger generation.
The relationship is still there, but it’s not a good idea to visit.
The next day Lu Yuanzheng went on a trip.
Afterwards, Lu Miao heard that the old couple of the Ling family cried their hearts out, and Ling Yuan's hair even turned a layer of white.
This matter is sad, but it has nothing to do with Lu Miao.
She couldn't help much, so she simply didn't ask any further questions.
On daily basis, the child is left to Mei Zi to take care of, while the couple in the courtyard are busy preparing New Year's goods.
On the 28th day of the 12th lunar month, close to the New Year, my hometown is also bustling.
Several families in the production team slaughtered pigs, and the He family also kept a pig for the New Year.
Fu Jingyou took the knife to help kill the pig, but everyone treated him as a distinguished guest.
Even though he was wearing old clothes he had found at home, a group of people still kept telling him not to get his clothes dirty.
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