"I said that I don't plan to participate in the collective labor of the team for a period of time."

"I want to go to the town and the county to try to find a job."

"Are you looking for a job? What can you find for your ingredients? The work in the team is a little less, but it is better to be safe! You have this ingredient out to let people know, which one will not criticize you, and which one will not fight you? ”

He Hongjin is a typical old father who knows that there is danger outside and does not dare to let go of half a point:

"And go out and find a job to do! If it's so easy to find, and you'll have a share? ”

"You dispel Lao Tzu's thoughts as soon as possible, day by day, don't give Lao Tzu some foolish things there!"

When He Hongjin spoke, Fu Jingyou was silent and scolded, and as soon as He Hongjin finished speaking, he said straightforwardly and calmly:

"There's no money for farming, I want to make money."

The words "making money" shocked He Hongjin into a daze.

He Hongjin slapped the table and shouted:

"Money, money, money, what do you want so much money for? Now it's about proletarianism! The poorer the more glorious, what's the matter? Do you still want to be a capitalist in the name of the Black Five? ”

He Hongjin can also see Fu Jingyou's purpose, to put it mildly, it is because of that girl for so long!

"You're so dazed! For the sake of a female baby, you are really out of luck! ”

You need a letter of introduction to go far away, and the only person Fu Jingyou can contact to open a letter of introduction to him is He Hongjin, and He Hongjin can't open it for him at all.

This situation was already expected by Fu Jingyou when he came, and it didn't matter if he didn't have a letter of introduction.

He didn't know the situation in the field, and he might not succeed if he struggled, so he could start with his own town, neighboring towns, and county.

The reason why he came to say these words was to reveal to He Hongjin and Chen Guifen his intention to no longer participate in the work of the production team in the future.

Fu Jingyou thought very well and was ready to be beaten, scolded and scolded, but he couldn't tolerate any direct or indirect accusation and belittling of Lu Miao by He Hongjin.

"I don't object to being poorer and more glorious, and I am also deeply proud of being proletarian, but this is not in conflict with wanting to be rich and making money!"

Everyone regards the poor and noble, and he prefers to bounce the pipa!

Is it wrong to want to earn money, to be fed, to be with the person you like, and to make a good life for your family?

With the world depicted by Lu Miao in front, Fu Jingyou couldn't help but think deeply:

Why does being rich have to be poor?

Is it necessarily wrong to be "rich"?

In other words, even if he is wearing the hat of ingredients now, does that necessarily mean that he is the wrong person?

He Hongjin was in a hurry, and he couldn't refute what Fu Jingyou said.

But the child who has been honest and down-to-earth for 20 years suddenly rebelled overnight, and his whole body seemed to have a backbone.

He Hongjin couldn't accept it, and was even more worried that Fu Jingyou would really be in danger!

He Hongjin has not forgotten that the Fu family is now left with this single seedling.

"You were born in this land, and you are the life of farming! You give me honesty, hear me! ”

"Uncle, I've made up my mind."

Fu Jingyou didn't follow, he was already iron-hearted.

He Hongjin was half angry at his stubbornness, and in a fit of rage, he looked around and pulled out a scale from the table.

Angrily dragged down the weighing stone and weighing pan, and He Hongjin beckoned Fu Jingyou with the weighing rod.

The "crackling" flesh exploded, and the weighing rod was more like a whip on the backbone, which made people feel painful when they heard it.

He Hongjin asked angrily:

"You can't change it!"

Fu Jingyou gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, his back straightened, and made a silent resistance.

Seeing that he was so persistent, He Hongjin continued to greet him with a weighing rod in his hand.

Every time you hit, you have to ask "whether to change it".

But even if Fu Jingyou's back gown was oozing blood, even if the solid wood weighing rod was broken into two at the end, Fu Jingyou never said a word.

He Hongjin gasped, stunned and looked at the broken weighing rod in his hand for a long time, he threw away the half of the weighing rod, as if he was convinced by Fu Jingyou's stubbornness, and seemed to have become the last compromising party in this matter.

He slowly took two steps back and said:

"Okay, you're hard-boned, I can't control you now."

"You're big, your wings are stiff, fly if you want to! In the future, you will also return to this home, and you will die outside! ”

This means to sever the relationship.

He Hongjin was angry and angry, and he was really hurt by Fu Jingyou, so he threw his hand and went into the back room at the moment, and didn't care about anything.

said that he would never be bad again, and he was determined not to interfere in Fu Jingyou's affairs from now on.

Chen Guifen entered the house with red eyes and persuaded:

"Dad, don't worry, I'll persuade you over there......"

As she spoke, Chen Guifen came out of the room, but how could there be a shadow of Fu Jingyou in the hall?

Hurriedly swept into the courtyard, and saw Fu Jingyou's back covered with blood marks facing her, crossing the threshold, walking farther and farther.

Chen Guifen hurriedly chased after him:

"Jingyou, where are you going?"

Fu Jingyou walked in a hurry, did not reply, and did not stop.

For Fu Jingyou, what he has to do is indeed risky, and it may be better if he draws a line with the He family in advance.

As for Lu Miao's side......

If he dies, then may she marry her lover for the rest of her life......

If he can make a name for himself alive, then he will definitely go to her.

The surging love can not only fill the void in the heart, but also become the spiritual sustenance.

Fu Jingyou returned home and quickly changed into a dress to enter the mountains, and the injury on his back didn't seem to hurt at all.

He put the basket on his back, and took the basket, and after he bolted the door of the front room, he took the wood knife and set out from the back door.

Growing up in the mountains, Fu Jingyou is quite familiar with the situation in the mountains, and he has seen a lot of wild tobacco before, and the resources are scarce.

Fu Jingyou pondered that maybe he could start here, but before leaving, he saw more and more red tomatoes in the backyard, and he couldn't help but stop again.

Maybe he still has a little fantasy about Lu Miao's return, remembering Lu Miao's expectations for these tomatoes in the past, Fu Jingyou was reluctant to let these tomatoes fall into decline and fend for themselves.

Pick most of the red tomatoes and put them in the basket as rations.

Where the branches were bent, Fu Jingyou took some small bamboos on the spot and organized them into brackets to help them straighten their waists.

After everything was done, he got up and closed the back door, and quietly stepped into the territory of the mountain......

Let's talk about Lu Miao on the other side.

After two days of quiet waiting in the prefecture, it was finally time to get on the train.

At that time, the train started slowly, holding the dry food package prepared by Hu Zhiyuan, Lu Miao sat in the sleeper workshop, looking sideways at the silhouette of the flowers, trees, and low houses speeding away outside the window.

In addition to a little reluctance, there is more confusion than ever before.

Confusion about the road ahead......

Lu Miao's eyes struggled and shook, her bent eyebrows slowly frowned, and her teeth unconsciously bit her lower lip.

She silently asked herself in her heart:

What should I do when I leave here and return to Beijing?

Have you figured it out? Lu Miao.

(End of chapter)