Travel through the 70s, marry the king of soldiers, and become the richest man with space

Yesterday, Xiao Jun was thrown at the door of the Educated Youth Institute by Yan Ziyuan. When the other educated youths returned from work, they were a little surprised to see his miserable appearance.

It was Cao Xiangshan who reacted quickly and helped Xiao Jun back to the room together with Tong Tao.

Ye Feixue looked at Xiao Jun's miserable state and did not step forward for a while, hiding behind Mo Juan.

She thought that Xiao Jun might not get anything good from Song Fuyu, but she didn't expect that Song Fuyu would beat him like this.

She didn't dare to tell everyone Song Fuyu's name, and she didn't dare to say that she was the one who hit him. She was afraid that others would know that she asked Xiao Jun to find Song Fuyu, so she silently watched Cao Xiangshan help Xiao Jun clean up his wounds. .

When Xiao Jun woke up, he heard everyone asking who beat him, and they helped him go to the captain to seek justice.

But being beaten like this by a girl is embarrassing enough. He really couldn't afford to lose face if he asked the army to help him find trouble again. Therefore, no matter how everyone asked, he was stubborn and refused to say anything. He never mentioned Song Fuyu's name at all.

The next day, Ye Feixue asked Mo Juan to help her ask the team leader for a day off from work and stay at the Educated Youth Home to take care of Xiao Jun.

In fact, she didn't dare to go outside.

Firstly, he didn't want to face the gossip of the villagers, and secondly, he was afraid of meeting Song Fuyu, fearing that she would come up and beat him desperately.

Thinking of Xiao Jun's miserable state, she suddenly became frightened.

"Brother Xiao Jun, Song Zhiqing was too cruel. How could she beat you like this? It's so unreasonable."

Xiao Jun's intestines had already turned green at this time.

He suddenly recalled what Song Fuyu said yesterday, and looked up at Ye Feixue who was sitting beside the bed.

Some hesitation, but still asked.

"Feixue, are the things about Song Zhiqing's family...did you spread the news in the village?"

"Brother Xiao Jun, you don't even believe me now, do you?"

"I was already very sad because the villagers said that to me, but now even you..."

Tears suddenly welled up in Ye Feixue's eyes, as if she wanted to cry or not.

In the past, when Xiao Jun saw her like this, he would definitely not want to ask any more questions.

But after listening to Song Fuyu's words yesterday and her beating, he seemed to wake up a little.

"Then why did Song Zhiqing insist that it was you who passed it on?"

"If you really didn't say anything, why would she assume it was you and not someone else?"

"I..."

"I really didn't mean to."

"When... Zhou Zhiqing and Zhuang Zhiqing asked me about moving out as educated youth, I couldn't hold back and accidentally said it."

"I really didn't expect that after they found out, they would spread rumors around the village. I also specifically told them not to spread rumors outside, but I didn't expect..."

"If Song Zhiqing cares so much, I can apologize to her, and I can explain to the villagers..."

"Forget it, that's it, don't go looking for Song Zhiqing."

When she hits someone, she shows no mercy.

..........

Yan Ziyuan came back from the town and did not go to the mountain again. Instead, he was in the kitchen cleaning up the two sheep he had caught in the morning.

The news about Xiaoyu's family has spread throughout Shanhe Village. She said she doesn't feel uncomfortable, but everyone's pointing fingers should still make her feel uncomfortable.

Just when he was thinking about how to solve it, Song Fuyu came back from work.

"Why didn't you wait until we got back? How troublesome it would be for one person to clean up these two sheep."

"It's okay, I don't have anything to do anyway."

"It's you, didn't I tell you before I left to stop doing so much work? Why did I hear Akai say that you not only do the work in the fields every day, but also take time out to help others make clothes?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he is so weak...uh...no...he just likes to be lazy, right to be lazy."

"Actually, I'm not as tired as he thought."

"I'm used to working in the fields now. I see the scorekeeper registering ten work points for me every day. Just looking at the numbers on the registration book makes me happy."

"As for making clothes for others, that's my hobby, so I don't feel like it's hard work. Instead, I enjoy it."

When Yan Ziyuan looked at her and said these words, his eyes were bright, and he must have really liked her.

Even though he didn't want Xiaoyu to be so tired, he couldn't stop her from doing what she loved.

She should prefer someone to support her rather than blindly oppose her.

"You should balance your time and try not to tire yourself out, you know?"

"I know~"

"I feel that the tone you are speaking now is the same as that of my godfather. If I hadn't listened to the voice, I would have thought that my godfather was in front of me."

Yan Ziyuan nodded her forehead in a funny way.

"What are you talking about? I am your partner, how can I be your godfather? But our starting point is the same, we just care about you."

She felt that everyone around her thought she was tired, but in fact it was okay. She would not ignore her physical condition and work stupidly.

"The marriage report I filed has been approved."

"Cough cough~~"

Song Fuyu originally wanted to drink water, but when she heard his words, she almost choked.

Has the transition of this chat changed so much?

Just now we were talking about work, but suddenly we turned to marriage...

"It's good. It proves that I have no problem."

"Xiao Yu, since the political review has passed, you..."

"Do you want to?"

He and Xiao Yuman made plans and have been together for almost five months.

Although he only came once, they exchanged several letters every month. Even if we meet again, we will not feel strange.

On the contrary, every time we communicate through letters, when we know that we are about to meet, a sense of anticipation will arise in our hearts every time.

"Before that, I have to go see my godfather."

"Okay! Listen to you."

She did not resist taking him to meet his parents.

Although they had only been together for a few months, during this time, she truly realized the joy of communicating through letters.

This kind of slow life, communicating through letters, made her feel very happy.

Every time I receive a letter from him, it's like my thoughts are slowly being transmitted through the paper, reaching straight to the bottom of my heart.