After sitting bored for a while, Lu Miao's ADHD was committed, Fu Jingyou chose a piece of land in the middle of the threshing floor, and was stacking bundles of straw to build a "house", she stood up and wanted to go over and take a look.

Ren Bingxin sat up from the bamboo bed with a carp:

"Why are you going? Do you want to mill the grain too? ”

Lu Miao snorted: "How can I do that?" Lie down you! I'll just walk around. ”

"I'll tell you."

There is no Ren Bingxin on the vigil list, and no one will say her if she participates in the work or not.

Right now, Geng Xiaoyun is not here, Gu Ying and Lu Miao are gone, and Ren Bingxin is occupying a bamboo bed alone, how loose the ground is, not to mention how comfortable.

In response to Lu Miao's words, he came over after taking a shower, Ren Bingxin didn't want to be covered in sweat, so he simply crooked and lay on the bamboo bed to get cold.

The sky was completely dark, and the night sky was full of stars, twinkling and shining very brightly, and in comparison, the moon tonight was not as bright and dazzling as it had been a while ago.

In order not to delay the work, several horse lanterns were hung around the threshing floor one after another.

At this moment, a wooden ladder is erected on top of the three walls, and others are hanging in the air across the ladder, laying straw to build a simple "roof" that can shelter the morning dew.

Lu Miao stood still about two meters away from him, just staring curiously with a pair of round lychee eyes, his body almost blending into the dark or dim moonlight.

Fu Jingyou took advantage of his height to secretly look at her, and saw that her eyes were clear and moist, his thin lips opened and closed, and his voice was hoarse, and only the two of them could hear it after deliberately lowering it:

"Crying?"

Lu Miao raised his eyes to meet the handsome face he had seen, inexplicably arousing a backlash, and hummed quietly without speaking.

Fu Jingyou glanced at the direction of He Laosi, retracted his gaze after a while, and asked in a low voice:

"I wasn't very happy when I saw you coming over just now, what happened?"

His question reminded Lu Miao of the theft of cucumbers.

Not happy in her heart, Lu Miao's little face was gloomy, and she said it again as if she was pouring beans in a bamboo tube in a suppressed voice.

Fu Jingyou nodded and comforted her slowly, "Forget it, just a few cucumbers." If you like to eat, I'll go to my aunt's place and pick some for you to send to you. ”

"It's not a question of whether I like it or not!"

Lu Miao stomped her feet, glared at Fu Jingyou aggrievedly, and her little face was full of anger:

"I got the seedlings back, and I also participated in planting...... Finally, I waited for the harvest, but I didn't see the harvest, not to mention, the melon vine was still ruined, and I can't be angry! ”

"I didn't say you can't ......"

Fu Jingyou wanted to speak, but Lu Miao didn't give him a chance, "You were born here since you were a child, and you have been dealing with land and crops since you were a child, don't you feel angry when you listen to this?" Don't you feel a pity? ”

In the past, Fu Jingyou relied on Lu Miao in everything, and he paid the most attention to and cared most about Lu Miao's feelings, but this time Fu Jingyou not only failed to empathize with her emotions, but also threw out such a sentence lightly, Lu Miao was so angry that she fell back, and her eyes turned red again for a moment.

"You still think I'm making a big fuss, aren't you?"

Tears came as soon as she said it, she cried without warning, Fu Jingyou's heart sank, and she panicked inexplicably.

He jumped down from the ladder more than two meters high, and forcefully pulled Lu Miao around the other side of the "straw house".

The difference in angle, whether it is He Laosi's side or Ren Bingxin's side, they can't be seen for the time being.

"Crying for what? Who says you're making a big fuss? ”

"You! It's you! ”

Lu Miao poked him hard in the chest several times like a calf.

Fu Jingyou's chest was hard, I don't know if it hurt or not, but it was her own fingers that hurt strangely.

Some negative emotions that originally only needed a little time to buffer the past will always be inexplicably amplified several times when facing Fu Jingyou.

After talking about the grievances of the cucumber incident, Lu Miao sobbed and talked about the incident in the cotton field a few days ago:

"You guys aren't good here! There are insects in the cotton fields, and if they hadn't gotten into my clothes, I wouldn't have known! ”

"Do you know Fu Jingyou? Such a big bug! So big! ”

Lu Miao exaggerated the index finger and thumb open, and compared the painting to Fu Jingyou:

"When I was tickling, I accidentally pinched it and exploded, it was disgusting! I really can't stand it! ”

Tiredness and hard work are secondary, the general environment is like this, and it is impossible to get out in a short period of time, Lu Miao has actually been trying to accept and tolerate it.

But the physical resistance of "bugs" is unacceptable, and she also feels that her body and mind have been greatly impacted.

The scene of pinching and popping insects and hands full of green pulp seemed to be reproduced in front of him, Lu Miao was frightened and scared, and his heart was fragile, and the sobs of "whimpering" were scattered, and Fu Jingyou felt uncomfortable listening to it.

"Okay, stop crying."

His voice softened, his rough hand pressed the two rose lips that Lu Miao opened and closed instigated, Lu Miao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and between closing and opening his eyes, two crystal tears rolled down the back of his hand, scorching.

The little girl's lips are soft, and she doesn't know what she rubs on her body, and it smells so good.

The two of them were very close, and between breathing and exhaling, the faint fragrance was like a thread that the human eye could not recognize, and the wisps extended and wound towards Fu Jingyou......

Fu Jingyou's Adam's apple slid up and down, his eyes were deep, and his healthy wheat-colored skin was unnaturally pale red in the afterglow of the horse lamp not far away.

Restraining the physical and mental changes and Lu Miao distanced himself some, and his deep voice surrounded:

"I was wrong just now, I shouldn't have said that, I apologize to you. Don't cry...... Well? ”

Lu Miao's temper was in a hurry, but it was also easy to coax.

Fu Jingyou apologized sincerely, and had the patience to coax her, she sobbed and accommodated, and her mood eased a lot.

Snorting, Lu Miao looked at her moist eyes, and nodded like a chick pecking rice.

Seeing the situation, Fu Jingyou also withdrew the hand that was pressing on her lips.

It can be seen that her red lips are still pouting, and his eyebrows are lowered again:

"Still pouting?"

Lu Miao glared at him resentfully, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he tried hard not to pout, but some expressions and movements were subconscious, and the more he deliberately adjusted, the more strange it was.

After holding it a few times, Lu Miao's lips pursed, but she pouted even higher in depression.

Fu Jingyou smiled dumbly, angry here, he curled up with his big hand, and rubbed her head boldly, "Are you in a better mood?" ”

Lu Miao nodded awkwardly, "Hmm." ”

Fu Jingyou said: "Half of the farming is over, hold on for a few more days...... After a few days, you won't have to go to the cotton field again. ”

"Really?"

"Hmm." Fu Jingyou bowed his forehead and looked determined: "I am here." ”

Lu Miao let out a low "um", and suddenly lowered her head again.

The emotions and pressure were relieved, and she was in a much happier mood, but it was also at this time, and she felt embarrassed again.

(End of chapter)