After dinner, I sat on the bed doing nothing.

Song Fuyu took out the letter and remittance slip received today.

I was busy playing backgammon in the afternoon and didn't even have time to open it.

This time she looked at the remittance slip first, and felt helpless when she saw the amount on it.

Both of them are the type who don't listen even when they talk.

Asking them not to send money, it's still as if they didn't hear anything and just go their own way.

As early as the first time she wrote a letter to her godfather, she emphasized in the letter that he should not send any more money to her. At this time, she saw that the amount on the remittance slip was still 50 yuan.

Yan Ziyuan was even more outrageous. His remittance slip clearly stated, one hundred yuan.

Did he send her two months' salary?

Putting the remittance slip into the space, she first opened the letter written by her godfather.

The letter said that he received the clothes she made and he liked them very much. He also said that he showed the clothes to many people in the factory and everyone unanimously commented that they were very good and envied him for having a daughter with such good craftsmanship.

When Song Fuyu saw this, he imagined the scene in his mind of wearing the clothes he made and walking around the factory asking everyone if they looked good.

My godfather is the director of a steel factory. Even if his clothes are in tatters, the employees in the factory probably won't dare to say it directly to his face.

In fact, what she thought was not exaggerated enough.

When Chen Guoxing received the clothes, he was moved to tears.

No one has made clothes for him since his parents died.

I stayed at my uncle's house, and my uncle and his mother-in-law had several children of their own. Rural people originally had fewer opportunities to obtain cloth stamps, so if they wanted to buy them, they could only pay high prices on the black market.

Therefore, even if there is fabric, it must be kept close to the children at home first, and it is impossible to make new clothes for them.

The clothes he wore before were worn out by his uncle's brothers and were unnecessary. After giving it to him, he cut a small piece of cloth from the old clothes that he couldn't wear anymore and sewed the torn place together.

Later, he got a job and had money, but he couldn't make clothes, so he basically went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy ready-made clothes.

He looked at the clothes Song Fuyu made for him, touched them carefully, and looked at them for more than an hour before carefully putting them away in the closet.

The next day, he picked out the dark gray tunic suit, put it on, and kept gesticulating in front of the mirror.

When he arrived at the factory, he didn't rush to the office. Instead, he asked everyone he met if his clothes looked good.

After getting a positive answer, he would smile and say that his daughter made it for him.

He also said that he stressed not to go to such trouble, but the daughter refused to listen and insisted on doing it for him. She even did four sets at once.

After reading the letter from his godfather, Song Fuyu continued to open the letter written by Yan Ziyuan.

His letter was obviously thicker than his godfather's. When he opened it, he saw that, sure enough, there were three full sheets of paper written on it.

Not only that, there are dozens of various tickets inside, some of which are military tickets with no purchase time limit.

Song Fuyu unfolded the letter paper, starting from the first line of the first page and slowly reading back.

This person feels like he is not writing a letter, but writing a diary.

From morning to night, nothing was written that could not be disclosed by the army. Things about his own life were written down in detail.

He also revealed to her that he had applied to the leader for a courtyard where family members would live with the military, and even asked her what kind of layout she would like, and would it be similar to her current home?

Song Fuyu was speechless, and some sweet feelings spread in his heart.

Before they were officially together, he had already started planning a house to live with her. How could this man be so good at making her happy?

Put the letter away and start writing back to them.

Lying on the Kang table, Song Fuyu hesitated whether to reveal Yan Ziyuan's affairs to his godfather in the letter first. After thinking for a few minutes, he still didn't plan to mention it now.

She has only been in the countryside for more than two months now, and she is afraid that her godfather will come directly from Heng City to criticize her.

She had not forgotten the vigilant expression on his face when he saw her and Yan Ziyuan walking together at the door of the hotel.

Let's wait until she becomes an adult.

..........

One day in late December.

After training, Yan Ziyuan was about to go back to the dormitory to get a change of clothes and take a shower in the bathroom when he was blocked by a female medic in the team.

"Mr. Yao, what can you do?"

Yan Ziyuan felt a little unhappy after being stopped.

He was covered in stinky sweat from training and he didn't want to say anything at the moment. He just wanted to take a shower quickly.

Yao Siruo raised his head and looked into his eyes.

"Deputy Yan, I heard that you have a partner, is it true?"

Recently, Yan Ziyuan asked several married comrades in private about what gifts they gave to girls when they were with their previous partners.

Although the question was asked privately, in the army, apart from training every day, there was finally a piece of gossip, and it was gossip about the person they were most afraid of.

As a result, the whole army basically knew that he was dating someone else.

Yao Siruo came to the army four years ago. The first time he saw Yan Ziyuan at the training ground, his heart and eyes were all about him, and there was no room for anyone else.

She originally heard that Yan Ziyuan was dating, but she didn't believe it. Because in the past, he ignored everyone's jokes and never responded. Many sisters-in-law tried to lead him, but he ignored them.

Even the girls on the team, he basically doesn't talk much unless he has to.

This time she just thought it was a rumor until she heard that Yan Ziyuan had applied for a family room.

He had already reached the level where he could be assigned a room, but every time his place was given to others, he has been living in the dormitory.

It wasn't until the leader approved his application that she believed that this time it was not a rumor, but the truth.

"Yes, I have someone."

Although he already knew it before coming here, Yao Siruo still couldn't accept it when he heard it from his own mouth. He felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

She has liked him for four years, why can't he see her?

With red eyes, she pretended to be calm and continued to ask: "Can I know who she is? Is she from our army?"

"No, you don't know him."

Seeing her moist eyes, Yan Ziyuan also knew what she was thinking.

But these are beyond his control, and he will not change his heart just because she feels uncomfortable.

He has already identified Xiao Yu, so he can no longer have thoughts about other girls.

No longer caring about Yao Siruo's emotions, he took a few steps to the side, walked around her, and continued walking towards the dormitory.

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