"Brother Yan, have you asked for leave for Song Zhiqing?"

"Ah."

"Captain agrees?"

"It's impossible. Song Zhiqing is a ruthless person who gets full work points every day. How could the captain let her go during a time like the autumn harvest?"

"How about you ask him why he agreed?"

"Forget it, the answer will only make me feel extremely sad."

If he and Youyou asked for leave during such a critical period of farm work, the captain would definitely give him a shudder and yell at him: "Don't even think about it!"

After dinner, Tong Youyou and Jin Kai went to the kitchen to wash dishes.

Song Fuyu sat on the chair and wanted to talk to Yan Ziyuan, but before the words came out, he saw him standing up.

"Xiao Yu, you have a good rest at home, I'll go to town."

"Going to town? Don't you need to take a break at noon?"

"No need to rest, not so tired."

"I have a comrade who worked at the train station after he retired. I went to the post office in the town to call him and asked him to buy two tickets for us."

"Okay then, please slow down, don't rush and ride a fast car."

"okay, I get it."

"You have a good rest at home and don't go to work in the fields. I have already done most of the work you have been assigned in the morning. When I come back from town, I will spend two or three hours finishing it."

"Okay, I won't go, I'll wait until you come back."

Seeing that she seemed to be really obedient, Yan Ziyuan happily pushed the bicycle out and rode to town.

"Eh? Song Zhiqing, where is my brother Yan? Have you gone back next door?"

After washing the dishes, I didn't see Yan Ziyuan, which was really strange.

Based on Jin Kai's understanding of him, he usually stayed with Song Zhiqing as long as he could, and it was impossible for him to disappear in broad daylight so consciously.

Could it be that the two of them had a quarrel?

No, brother Yan still dares to be angry with Song Zhiqing? Dare to shame her? Wasn't it nice when you ate just now?

"No, he went to town to make a phone call to buy a train ticket."

"Well, I thought you guys had a fight."

Song Fuyu glanced at him contemptuously.

"You think too much."

"And if we quarrel, I believe your brother Yan will take it out on you as soon as possible."

"..."

If you hadn't said it so directly, we could still be friends...

But why, he felt that what Song Zhiqing said might be the truth.

No, he must pray every day, and the two giant Buddhas must not quarrel.

If they quarreled, he, Jin Kai, would at least suffer a mental attack, and at worst, he would most likely suffer a physical blow... Forget it, he still had to save his life and become the target of young comrades.

Yan Ziyuan spent two hours riding back and forth to the town to settle the ticket matter.

Song Fuyu pulled some toilet paper and handed it to him, but Yan Ziyuan did not reach out to take it.

"I'm so tired. After riding for so long, my hands are so sore."

Cyclist sore? Shouldn't my legs be more sore?

How could Song Fuyu not know his little thoughts.

"Squat down a little, it's too high and I can't brush you."

A few months ago, she had grown two centimeters taller and was now 1.6 meters tall. Although the spiritual spring water repaired the body, it obviously felt that the growth rate had slowed down.

Although she may not be as tall as she was before, she is still content.

But standing in front of Yan Ziyuan, she still looked very petite. After all, the people in front of me don’t know what they eat to grow up. In this era when supplies are so scarce, it is really terrible that they can grow to nearly 1.9 meters.

Hearing this, Yan Ziyuan smiled and squatted down, enjoying Song Fuyu's gentle service of wiping sweat.

"Daughter-in-law, you are so kind."

Hearing his name, Song Fuyu wiped his sweaty hands.

This person...gives a little bit of sweet dates and they start to swell.

"Don't yell, I'm not married yet."

"I'm just yelling nonsense, you are my wife."

"Although we are not married yet, you are already my recognized wife, Yan Ziyuan. And in this life, you can only be my wife. As for the rest, you can't think about anything else."

"How can you be so domineering? What if I meet someone better?"

"Then I will take advantage of the dark and windy night to directly destroy the opponent."

"Forget it, for the sake of world peace and one less person suffering, I'll accept you."

"That's pretty much it. Don't even think about leaving me behind."

"I'm 23, and it's hard to find a partner. If it just disappears, and my mother gets angry, my father might just go to the team and break my legs."

"Um...Is your father so cruel?"

"Don't worry, he won't be mean to you. But if I don't live up to my expectations, I won't be able to keep such a good wife. Let alone being mean, he will probably have an idea to kick me out of the house."

Yan Ziyuan's evaluation of his biological father is still very objective.

His father, Comrade Yan Changsheng, is most afraid of one thing in the world, which is the anger of his mother, Ms. Qin. However, the child he wanted to take care of most at home was none other than Yan Ziyuan.

The two sat and chatted for a while. Yan Ziyuan saw that it was already past two o'clock, so he picked up the sickle and went to work in the fields.

Song Fuyu let him go, since he had nothing to do anyway.

However, she couldn't really bear to ignore her partner when he went to work on his own.

Song Fuyu took out the mung bean soup from the well and felt the temperature on the outer wall of the bowl. It was ice cold, so it must have tasted like this when he drank it.

I found a basket, put the mung bean soup in it, took a few bowls and a few spoons from the kitchen, and set off to the fields.

"Hey, Song Zhiqing, are you going to the fields to deliver food to your partner?"

"Auntie, you are joking. I went to give it to Tong Zhiqing."

"Oh...I know. Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense in the village."

The aunt who was talking to her gave her an expression like someone who had been there.

Song Fuyu was a little embarrassed when he heard what she said. She just used Youyou as an excuse. However, it was obvious that the other party did not believe what she blurted out.

"Go ahead, your partner is not lazy in his work, he is fast and good, but seriously, the captain even praised him today."

Song Fuyu smiled, did not answer any more words, carried the basket, and continued walking into the fields.

Sure enough, her aunt didn't lie to her.

Yan Ziyuan is indeed working hard and harvesting beans.

Song Fuyu did not step forward immediately, but stood on the ridge of the field and quietly watched him working there for her.

The old saying that men who work hard are the most attractive is indeed true.

In fact, Yan Ziyuan spotted her figure before she even got close. I thought she would come over soon, but I didn't expect that Xiao Yu kept standing on the ridge of the field, seemingly looking at him quietly.

This discovery made him very happy, and the fatigue from work disappeared.

He wishes he had an extra acre of land. As long as his wife continues to watch, he can keep working without rest.

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