Fu Jingyou was busy lighting the fire, and at the same time busy cleaning up the soft-shelled turtle, and replied casually:

"What do you do so carefully when you live alone? The sleeping house is clean. ”

"But you're too casual!"

Looking at the light coming down from the hole in the roof, Lu Miao pouted:

"You don't have to clean it up very carefully, it's better to make up holes like this, otherwise when the rain soaks in on a rainy day, won't the beams of the house be corroded?"

"So what?" Fu Jingyou didn't care, "If this house collapses, those people will be happy." ”

Those people?

Who?

Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway.

Lu Miao raised her hibiscus face, raised her eyes and criticized Fu Jingyou:

"Of course people will be happy, it is your interests that are being damaged, not theirs! You still say that I am not active in thinking, but I think you are not positive! Not positive about life! ”

Fu Jingyou was silent for a while, and asked lightly: "Do you know the poor middle peasants?" ”

Lu Miao's chin rested on the bucket handle, and her clear and beautiful eyes stared at him lazily: "The poorer you are, the more glorious you are, right?" ”

Fu Jingyou nodded, and Lu Miao shouted:

"Don't bluff me with this set. I am not opposed to fraternity and positive thoughts, but I also know that people are iron and steel, and they are hungry if they don't eat three meals a day. With abundant physical strength, the brain can be turned neatly and can be truly dedicated! ”

Fu Jingyou reminded her: "It's a meal that makes me hungry and panic." ”

Lu Miao's little face was gloomy, and she glared at him fiercely.

Fu Jingyou stopped talking.

After reading the novel, Lu Miao knows Fu Jingyou's previous family experience, and also knows Fu Jingyou's general future departure.

His original life should have been comforted by the original heroine Gu Ying and reached the pinnacle of life, but due to the intervention of the reborn daughter Chen Miaomiao, his inspirational life and being regarded as a role model by many people was indirectly or even directly ruined......

Lu Miao never thought of replacing Gu Ying's role of pulling and supporting Fu Jingyou, but she definitely didn't want Fu Jingyou to be ruined by Chen Miaomiao.

Bending her thin eyebrows and frowning slightly, Lu Miao's lips pursed and thought for a moment, and said seriously:

"Fu Jingyou, I hope you can be as happy as I am, but do you know what is the secret of my happiness?"

Fu Jingyou shook his head hesitantly.

Lu Miao continued, "There is a right and wrong in everything, but as long as I don't feel sorry, I never ask questions from myself. ”

"You don't always feel like you're at fault, you're not wrong, at least that's what I think."

Is Lu Miao stupid?

Not at all.

She always believes that "self" is greater than "relationship", people should have their own sovereignty and principles, and there is nothing wrong with being selfish and selfish, because only in this way will they not be prone to anxiety and internal friction.

Anyone can be good to you, but no one is as good as yourself.

Only with self-respect and self-love can others truly face you and respect you.

If you deny yourself, then what are you in the eyes of others?

"Do you know the meaning of the phrase 'do not allow a gentleman to be seen'? If the world can't accept you, it's not your problem, it's the world's problem. ”

It is true that Fu Jingyou's misfortune is only because of this special period.

He is the one who is implicated, not the one who really makes the mistake.

"Don't always care what others think of you, if you do, then their eyes and mouths will become shackles that enslave you. They don't really care about you, so what if they do? If they make you uncomfortable, then they are bullshit, and you treat him like a dog......"

Fu Jingyou covered her mouth, "Don't swear." ”

The rough fingertips touched the soft lip flap, Fu Jingyou was stunned for a moment, the roots of his ears were slightly red, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Lu Miao didn't pay attention to this small detail, she only felt that she was going to be angry with Fu Jingyou, "Where is your focus?!" ”

She puffed up her face and pulled Fu Jingyou's arm to shake, her voice was delicate and annoyed, "Did you understand what I told you?!" ”

"Got it, got it."

Fu Jingyou rarely said the same sentence twice.

He is sensitive, and even if no one in the village mentions it, this matter will always be a guillotine hanging from the back of his neck.

For his own sake, and for the sake of He Hongjin and his wife, who raised him, he could only choose to be cautious and not expose any mistakes.

Because he didn't have a chance to make a mistake.

However, Lu Miao's simple thinking has her simple truth, good background, and wealthy family, these are her confidence.

The reality is cruel, and it is not so easy to reverse the change, Fu Jingyou doesn't like to talk about these topics even more, but after a few times, he found that the world in Lu Miao's eyes is completely different from the world in his eyes.

This made him envious, and he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, and he wanted to hear more and see more from her mouth and eyes.

Fu Jingyou's slender water-stained fingers lightly tapped on her delicate frowning eyebrows:

"Don't be upset, I know what you mean."

"I'm not unhappy......"

"Okay, no upset."

Because her eyebrows and eyes are too bright and delicate when she laughs, when her thin eyebrows are wrinkled, Fu Jingyou will always subconsciously worry about whether she is unhappy.

Stuffed Lu Miao with a garlic head, Fu Jingyou smiled, with a hint of pampering in his tone, "Pick up garlic, use as much as you want." ”

Although the eldest lady has never tasted the suffering of the world, Fu Jingyou understands her intentions.

Sometimes, Fu Jingyou thinks it's ridiculous.

One of them is in the clouds, the other is rotten in the mud, and it is impossible for them to intersect from any point of view, but without warning, the intersection is born.

The bad elements and dogs who everyone beats and punishes have become friends with the female intellectuals from the city.

He couldn't have thought of it before, but it happened.

The impossible is possible, but what about the rest?

Maybe what Lu Miao said was right.

Lu Miao was reluctant to take the garlic, playing with the water just now, her nails soaked softly in the water, and she couldn't buckle the hard base part of the garlic twice, and almost lifted her nails.

She pursed her lips, her face was even more unhappy, and when she was about to get angry, Fu Jingyou stretched out her big hand and took the garlic back.

His slender and good-looking bamboo-like hands neatly peeled off a few tender yellow garlic cloves, muttered "squeamish" in a deep voice, and did not forget to hold the peeled garlic cloves in his palm and ask Lu Miao:

"Are these enough?"

"One more time!"

Lu Miao is not the material for work, Fu Jingyou continued to pick garlic, and she simply didn't let her do anything else.

Before grilling with water in the pot, Fu Jingyou prepared chili peppers, green onions, ginger and garlic in turn according to Lu Miao's prompts, and took out an appropriate amount of bay leaves and peppercorns for later use.

Like star anise, cinnamon, cumin, Fu Jingyou didn't get it, but Lu Miao felt that it didn't matter, it was not very necessary to use these to make soft-shelled turtles.

The reason why she mentioned it was just to do enough work to remove the fish, after all, there was no cooking wine at this time.

After making the preparations, the next step is to deal with the soft-shelled turtle.

Lu Miao's ten fingers don't touch the spring water, and she has basically never cooked, but in later generations, the Internet is developed, and she can still often brush up on food and production videos, but even so, she has never killed a live soft-shelled turtle, let alone dealt with it herself.