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

"Hey, have you heard? It is said that Xiao Zhiqing fell into the latrine for no apparent reason last night."

"What do you mean? This big living person doesn't know how to use the toilet. How can he fall in there for no reason?"

"I also heard what someone from the Educated Youth Institute said. Xiao Zhiqing said it felt like someone kicked him, but he wasn't sure. Anyway, he fell in in the end."

"Oh, did he encounter a ghost?"

"Don't tell me. I think it's possible. Otherwise, why didn't he tell everyone who hit him?"

"Then he crawled out of the latrine on his own?"

"is not that right."

"It's all... well... you know, even if others want to help, they don't dare to help, just in case they also get involved..."

Song Fuyu secretly listened to the discussion of her aunts on the side, lowering her head to secretly hide the smile on her face, trying not to let anyone see her snickering secretly.

That person clearly heard her whispering to herself when she came back from town. Asked him, he still didn't admit it. Pretending not to hear, he turned around and asked her what she said.

As a result, before returning to the army, I actually put people in the latrine...

Originally, she wanted to see what kind of expression Xiao Jun would have on his face today, but it turned out that he took a day off today and didn't come to work. He must have felt too embarrassed.

..........

"Xiao Zhiqing, who did you offend?"

"Yes, if you don't tell us, we won't be able to help you even if we want to."

"If the other party still comes to trouble you, won't you continue to fall into the cesspool?"

They didn't care that he fell into the manure pit, but that when he got up after falling in, the entire Educated Youth Yard was filled with the smell of feces and urine, which was really disgusting.

Not to mention other female educated youths, even Cao Xiangshan, who had always been relatively calm, couldn't bear it.

No one would be able to accept a walking lump of daddy, and it might happen irregularly.

"Don't ask, I really don't know."

"I will definitely be careful when going to the toilet in the future, why not if I face the door!"

"Come on, you can figure it out yourself."

"But remember to clean up the... um... contaminated areas of the Educated Youth Yard. Let's go to work."

Since he didn't say anything, they didn't intend to continue to take care of it.

After all, they are all adults, and if they are not relatives, they cannot control that much.

"Sister Fuyu, I secretly took a look at the Educated Youth Home this morning."

"You don't mind the smell?"

"I covered my nose with a handkerchief."

"Then what did you see?"

"The expression on Xiao Zhiqing's face is extremely depressed, haha, it's funny even thinking about it."

"I also glanced at Ye Feixue, and I actually saw fear on her face. I don't know if it was my imagination."

Song Fuyu twitched the corner of his mouth.

But shouldn't she be afraid? After all, she was the one who instigated Xiao Jun to come here to make trouble.

I don’t know what Xiao Jun’s feelings are for Ye Feixue now. If she can still do as she always has, then she may change her view of him.

Licking the dog is desperate, and being able to do this is considered a talent. He should really be taken to a research institute to study the structure of his brain and see if something is missing.

The various jokes and gossips that occurred in the Educated Youth Institute became the talk of the villagers after dinner during this period. However, people almost never talked about Song Fuyu publicly anymore. Even if they did gossip, it was only between two or three people who were very familiar with each other. Personally, I whispered behind my back and didn’t dare to discuss it in public.

Song Fuyu was quite satisfied with this.

No one is behind, no one is behind, no one is behind.

These things are unavoidable, and as long as hearing them doesn't affect your mood, it doesn't hurt anything else.

What she is most curious about right now is the situation with her godfather. If things go well, there will probably be some movement in the next few days.

Regardless of all that, on the day when the educated youth had a holiday, Song Fuyu went out on his bicycle early in the morning.

She had to take the time to understand the details of the list Sun Miao had compiled for her last time.

I went to the nearest one first, which was in the alley next to the post office.

She knocked on the door, and a well-dressed middle-aged woman opened the door.

Song Fuyu showed an awkward yet polite smile in a friendly manner.

"Hello, is this Comrade Ji Xia's home?"

"Yes, who are you? Do you have anything to do with our Xiaxia?"

"My surname is Song, my name is Song Fuyu, and I am an educated youth in Shanhe Village."

"Comrade Ji has registered with Comrade Sun Miao that she wants to make clothes. I'll come over and ask if she still has this idea."

"Ah, you must be the friend who makes clothes for Miaomiao. I am Xiaxia's mother. Why did you come here? Xiaxia has been waiting for you for a long time."

"You go sit in the room first. She went to the supply and marketing cooperative and should be back soon."

"Okay, that's troublesome."

"No trouble."

"Song Zhiqing, your skills at making clothes are really good, and your styles are beautiful. If it weren't for your age, I would have wanted to keep one."

"If you want to make clothes, you don't necessarily have to make Comrade Sun's style. If you are in your 30s, you can make an improved cheongsam type, which will suit your elegant temperament."

"Oh, you little comrade is really good at talking. Your aunt and I are not in our 30s. I'm already in my fifties."

Mrs. Ji's smile grew bigger and bigger as she listened to her seemingly unintentional words.

No wonder Sun Miao and Mrs. Sun both praised this little comrade for his ability to get things done. Sure enough, not only did his clothes look good, but his words were also pleasant to listen to.

"Auntie, your skin condition is really good. I thought you were a little over 30 at most."

Just when Song Fuyu praised Mrs. Ji so much that the smile on Mrs. Ji's face did not fade away, Ji Xia finally came back carrying her things.

"Mom, who are you talking to?"

"I heard your laughter from afar."

"Hurry up and put down your things. Song Zhiqing is here to help you make clothes."

When Ji Xia heard Song Fuyu coming, she quickly put down her things and trotted into the house.

"Song Zhiqing, you're finally here. You made me wait."

"I'm sorry, I should have come earlier, but the farm work in the countryside is very busy, and it's not easy to ask for leave, so I postponed it until now."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you haven't forgotten."

"I gave you my measurements before, is that okay?"

"Not very good."

"I have to measure you myself, communicate with you the style of clothes you like, and then tailor them according to your temperament."

"If there is no prior communication, I worry that the final effect of the clothes may not be very good."

"Yes, you are still thoughtful."

Song Fuyu chatted with her for a while, took her measurements, declined their invitation to stay for dinner, and rode his bicycle directly to the second home.

There are a total of five business opportunities in the town. Try to finish them all at once today and visit the county next time.

It was almost six o'clock and it was going well.

Except for one person who was not at home, the other four people paid deposits, and Song Fuyu returned to the village with satisfaction.