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

After the delayed lunch, Song Fuyu was completely sleepless.

She glanced out the window.

There is no sun today and the temperature is over 20 degrees. You can go for a walk outside to eat.

"Comrade Yan, are you sleepy?"

Hearing this title, Yan Ziyuan paused to put away the lunch box and looked at Song Fuyu with a strange expression.

"Xiao Yu, if I remember correctly, when we were alone in the village, you should have called me Zi Yuan, right?"

"Why did he just go back to his original form and become Comrade Yan?"

"Isn't that what I was thinking about being outside? We are all strangers, and calling each other too intimately would not be good if someone heard us and we have nothing to prove our relationship."

In fact, she just said it casually. After all, most people in this era are called gay.

They don't know the people outside, and they don't know what kind of monsters they are.

If you see them unhappy and find something to do, you can't explain it at all.

"It's not as strict as you think. It's unlikely that people will be arrested just because they omitted their surname. If that were the case, those people wouldn't be able to handle this kind of thing without eating, drinking or sleeping every day."

"I still like you to call me Ziyuan."

"Calling me Comrade Yan makes me feel strange. Even if you call me by my full name, it would be better than this."

He said it so seriously that Song Fuyu actually saw a trace of grievance on his face, and she didn't know if it was her imagination.

"Okay, I understand, I'll just call you Ziyuan from now on."

"There is no need to call me that way in the future. After we get married, I hope you will call me husband."

Well, she misread the aggrieved expression just now.

This person just pretended to be pitiful, and then asked her to pass the pole so that he could climb up.

"Call you head!"

"Pack your things quickly, I want to go out for a walk."

Seeing her expression, Yan Ziyuan had the urge to tear him apart, so he didn't dare to do it again and immediately accelerated the packing of the lunch box.

"Xiao Yu, please wait for me in the room. I'll wash the dishes."

Song Fuyu looked at his figure running away quickly and laughed softly.

After getting together, he changed from the cold temperament he had at first met, and became a lot gentler and more interesting.

At least it was completely different from the overlord Jin Kai complained about.

After washing the dishes, the two set off to the park where they had gone on their first date.

Maybe because it was a working day, there were far fewer people in the park than last time, but there were still a few young couples who secretly came out for a date, and you could feel the pink bubbles emanating from them.

Compared with other couples who sometimes avoid the eyes of others, she and Yan Ziyuan look extremely upright when walking together.

The two of them walked slowly inside, their arms occasionally bumping into each other inadvertently due to the movement of walking side by side. Song Fuyu's expression was quite calm, but Yan Ziyuan next to him had already had various thoughts in his mind.

He stretched out his hand and quietly tested it to the side. Song Fuyu felt it the first time his hand touched the back of her hand, but she did not interrupt his movement.

This kind of innocent behavior that I have seen in TV dramas before, but when it is my turn to experience it myself, I still feel as happy as a deer bumping into each other.

Maybe this is the taste of love, knowing clearly that the other person is doing stupid and clumsy things, but still willing to cooperate unconditionally. I don't feel bored, but feel a little happy, and my heart is filled to the brim.

As we walked further in, there were fewer and fewer people. After some testing, Yan Ziyuan finally took Song Fuyu's hand.

He quietly glanced at the person next to him with his peripheral vision, and when he saw that she didn't mind, he immediately held her tighter, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised uncontrollably.

If his comrades saw his current appearance, they might laugh at him.

He was not such an indecisive and hesitant person before. He is usually straightforward and results-oriented in everything he does.

But since meeting Song Fuyu, he himself found that he had changed a lot.

When he encounters things about her, he will start to hesitate and start to worry about many things that he didn't care about before.

The main thing is that he is worried that Xiaoyu will feel uncomfortable, that she will feel uncomfortable or unhappy, which he does not want to see.

The two of them never let go of their hands during the next park time, and they came out of the park at almost six o'clock.

"Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry. I feel like lunch is still stuck in my throat."

"Why don't you go to the state-owned restaurant to buy something to eat? It's not closed yet, otherwise you'll be hungry at night and you won't have anywhere to buy it. You can also buy some of your favorite steamed buns and take them with you on the train, but they should only last for one day. , it should break if left for a long time.”

"also."

"I still remember that when we were in Heng City, we went to a state-owned hotel together. At that time, you seemed a little dissatisfied with me for talking too much."

"As long as you know."

"If anyone is not familiar with it, it doesn't matter how many buns they buy."

Yan Ziyuan smiled coquettishly and touched his nose awkwardly.

He didn't think there was anything wrong at the time, but when he was alone on his way back to the army, thinking about the few conversations between them, he felt that he was indeed in charge of too much.

Maybe he had already had other thoughts about Xiao Yu at that time, but he just didn't know it.

He had not been with anyone for more than 20 years before. Apart from a few sisters at home, he rarely got along with girls. When he met a girl he was interested in, his speech became a lot clumsy.

Looking back on the scene now, the embarrassment still spreads in my heart.

But fortunately, everything has passed. The girl who made him different at the beginning has become his target, and will be his wife and the mother of his child in the future.

..........

Back at the guest house, Song Fuyu reluctantly ate half of the buns, and Yan Ziyuan naturally helped with the remaining half.

"How about leaving one in your room? I'll eat it later when you get hungry."

"No, I don't want to eat anymore today."

"Then I'll get you water and make you a glass of milk."

He remembered that Xiaoyu drank a glass of milk every morning and evening. According to her, it would help her grow taller.

But I do feel that she has grown a lot compared to the first time I saw her.

But that's not what he cares about. As long as she is with him, it doesn't matter whether she is tall or short.

"Then you go~"

Yan Ziyuan took two thermos bottles and filled them with two pots of hot water.

"I asked the front desk to borrow a bucket, soaked it in hot water for a while, and then washed it carefully twice. You can take a shower in the room, not the bathhouse."

"How do you know I don't like going to the bathhouse?"

Yan Ziyuan did not answer, but smiled.

Not only did he know that this little girl didn't like going to the bathhouse, but he also discovered that she actually had many various little habits.

For example, there are several towels and three wash basins, each with different uses. The slippers worn inside the house and the slippers worn outside are also separated.

Even the drinking cups are different.

Just like the water glass he is holding in his hand now, it is specially used by her to make milk. Apart from filling it with hot milk twice a day, he had never seen her drink water from this cup.

As for why, he didn't ask, as long as Xiao Yu was happy.