Chapter 260 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 15
Chapter 260 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 15
When he woke up, Lu Youming stood up with his hands on his body.
I'm hungry.
When I got out of bed and put on my shoes, I felt something different.
Turn back.
The bed was empty.
After staring at the bed for a long time, my empty brain turned on: The child is missing!
"Damn it!" Lu Youming cursed, the grandson wouldn't have stolen it.
I ran out in my slippers, ran to the yard to remember, turned around, and ran to the next door to confirm again.
In the big house next door, Lu Youming had been here before. He took firewood, rice, oil, salt, cabbage, radish, marinated meat and prepared braised pork.
But I haven’t been here for half a year.
Lu Youming walked into the house.
The uncle's house has been renovated. At least the walls were painted with a layer of putty powder. It looks much whiter than his house.
Entering the house, to the left is the couple's bedroom.
At a glance, I saw the dust on the bed.
Covered with a small quilt.
There is a fan blowing on top.
Little Fuchen slept very sweetly on it.
Lu Youming picked up the child and walked back.
"Hey, why don't you usually see the kids?" The uncle came out of the kitchen and joked.
"That's ten thousand." The child of the ten thousand deal. Lu Youming hugged the child and left.
The uncle was stunned and muttered, "Ten thousand? So expensive?" He nodded, "That is indeed a treasure."
Lu Youming threw the child on the bed and found two fans from the garbage pile.
One big and one small.
Lu Youming bought it when he coaxed Jiang Meili to live with him when they were passionately in love.
A large fan blows the fan together.
The small one is exclusive to Jiang Meili.
Later, after winter.
Jiang Meili is gone.
There is no need for the fan, so it is placed in the small warehouse at the back.
Lu Youming took out the fan, facing the big fan towards himself and the small fan towards the floating dust.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, all the workers in the village came back from get off work.
Everyone knows about Lu Youming raising his children.
Those who have good intentions turn to the front of the hospital and shout, "Lu Youming! You really raise a child!"
Lu Youming sat on a small bench in front of the yard, lowering his head to eat.
The fat lady who shouted had no idea what politeness meant, so she went straight into the house with a cattail leaf fan, and when she saw the dust blowing from the fan in the room, she said, "Hey, the fan is on."
Electricity is valuable.
One unit of electricity costs two cents.
Meat only costs five cents a pound.
Lu Youming ignored it and continued to eat the leftover fried pork from the morning.
The fat lady stared at the meat in the bowl with a smile in her eyes and a pout at the corner of her mouth. When she entered the room and saw the offerings in front of Guanyin, she smiled and said nothing.
The cattail leaf fan was fanning leisurely.
Seeing Fu Chen's sleeping face with the small fan blowing on, he looked at the furnishings in the room and walked out quietly.
"What's the girl's name?" The fat lady squatted at the door and asked softly.
"Fuchen. Lu Fuchen." Lu Youming said and continued eating.
The fat elder sister patted her arm with a cattail leaf fan and said, "Zhang Guihua also gave birth to a baby. Everyone likes to go there to hold the baby and chat. You can go too."
Zhang Guihua's house is in the village, with a large pond in front of it. Women like to go to the pond to wash their clothes and chat about household chores.
There is a threshing field next to the pond, which becomes a square when farming is not needed.
After everyone eats, they like to go over to the village to play cards, drink and chat.
Even bring the food directly to eat.
Zhang Guihua's house naturally became a small gathering.
This is a natural geographical advantage.
Lu Youming ignored it and went into the house to give himself another bowl of rice.
The fat woman shouted from behind, "You need to learn how to take care of your children. Children also need peers to play with." The smile on her face never stopped.
The women who were following her called her, "Let's go, let's go. We have to go home for dinner."
The fat woman followed, not forgetting to shout, "Go!"
Of course not.
But at six o'clock, the fat woman came over with a bowl, and without saying a word, she pulled Lu Youming up and said, "Go, go, hold the baby. This is a skill to take care of."
Fat women are very energetic. They can stumble if they are not careful.
Zhang Cuihua also followed.
"Go ahead."
Among all the women in the village, the only one he wanted to give face to was Zhang Cuihua. After all, she was responsible for the household registration issue. She also helped solve some problems.
He has a bad reputation. He doesn't have to deal with things himself, which saves him a lot of embarrassing situations.
Lu Youming had no expression on his face and followed Fuchen to Guihua's house.
Once they passed by, they were all women.
Seven or eight people, fat and thin. What they have in common is that they all have mouths.
When they saw him and Fuchen, they immediately gathered around and started chatting.
There is a bright future ahead.
"Hey, this girl is pretty. She looks like you!" She received another slap on the hand.
Ha ha.
Lu Youming held the child in his arms and became mute. He stood awkwardly.
"Hey, you're not young anymore. Have you ever thought about finding someone to live with?" The fat woman finished her meal at some point. As soon as she put the bowl down, she grabbed a handful of melon seeds and asked directly, with a very serious look in her eyes, "I know several people here."
Both girls are good. I won’t let you and your girl suffer."
Lu Youming: "..."
He couldn't handle it anymore.
The fat woman turned around and said to the woman next to her, "I think Lu Youming is pretty good. You see, he treats that Jiang Meili well. This child who was thrown over will be raised as soon as he says it will be raised! The house is also unambiguous, bang, two
Just hand it over for a hundred yuan."
Two hundred yuan is not a small amount.
"Isn't it nice to be rich and willing to take care of children and women?"
"What does a woman want? Just find a man who cares about the family and can support the family."
"I think the road is clear."
"real."
Looking at Lu Youming, the fat sister patted her shoulders and promised, "If you are willing, sister Ming'er will help you. So what does Jiang Meili do? I have better ones here!"
Lu Youming: I can’t cope with it anymore.
He gave Fuchen to the fat woman, "I'm going to use the toilet. Please take me with you."
This toilet is just two hours away.
On the wheat field behind the village, I listened to the music on the radio leisurely. It wasn't until it was completely dark that Lu Youming walked to Zhang Guihua's house.
Zhang Guihua hugged the child to comfort her, and complained, "I don't know where your people are. There is no one at your house."
"Your baby screamed so loudly. I was busy taking care of your baby, and no one paid attention to my own baby, so I fell down."
She had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and her eyes seemed to be tempered with fire.
So angry.
Lu Youming's face was expressionless, and he picked up the sleeping dust on the tea table. The tea table was as high as an adult's chest. There were teacups and hot water bottles next to it.
The floating dust is crowded here.
Zhang Guihua in the room complained, "You can't even say thank you. Who are you? Bah."
Lu Youming walked on the dark road holding Fuchen, feeling as if he was heavy.
I opened my clothes and my belly was bulging.
These women have plenty to eat.
Zhang Guihua, he didn’t believe that he was willing to give it. It would be too much to even give him a few melon seeds.
Taking care of children is tiresome and boring.
Feed and drink regularly. The child must be by your side.
So the next day, at 1:00 in the afternoon, Lu Youming went again.
Walking over, Zhang Guihua happened to be bathing the child with a nearby woman.
Lu Youming directly threw the sleeping Fuchen in.
He didn't throw it into Zhang Guihua's pot, but into the pot of the woman next to him.
The director of the Women's Federation is Zhang Cuihua. The fierce tiger mother is Zhang Guihua. There are many local names in rural areas, so it is easy to get confused.
