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"Fuyu, you did all this?"

Chen Guoxing looked at the dishes on the table and felt very happy. This was the first time he had eaten food cooked by his daughter, and it was also the first time he had a fire at home since he moved to this house.

"Zi Yuan helped, and one of the dishes was cooked by him."

"Daughter, don't deliberately say that what you did is his just to give him a good impression."

Yan Ziyuan came from a good family and was the youngest son in the family. Chen Guoxing felt a little unbelievable when he said he could cook.

"Dad, am I such a person?"

"I'm not lying to you, he made these scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I saw it with my own eyes."

Chen Guoxing didn't believe that she understood. After all, if she hadn't watched Yan Ziyuan do it and just said it, she wouldn't have believed it.

"Really?"

"Of course it's real, more real than pearls."

After inviting everyone to sit down and eat, Song Fuyu took the bowl in front of Chen Guoxing and filled him with a bowl of chicken soup.

"Fuyu, you don't have to greet us. Just sit down and eat. We can do it ourselves."

Li Cuiping declined her offer to serve soup for her.

"Okay, don't be polite, just go ahead and eat. I've cooked a big pot of rice, it's enough."

"Okay, I will definitely eat more today. This is the first time I have eaten your cooking. It just looks appetizing."

"Xiao Yan, there is the wine I bought before on the cabinet. Go get it and have a drink with me."

As soon as Chen Guoxing finished speaking, Song Fuyu's sharp eyes shot towards him.

"You were already drunk last night, do you want to be a drunk again today?"

"Um...forget it Xiao Yan, I suddenly don't want to drink anymore. I want to drink soup. I want to drink soup."

Chen Guoxing avoided Song Fuyu's gaze and awkwardly picked up the chicken soup in front of him and took a sip.

"Delicious! This chicken soup is really good, much better than wine!"

Xiao Chen looked at the factory director who dared to be angry but dared not speak, and tried hard to hold back his laughter. He was afraid that if he laughed, the factory manager would immediately become angry and drive him away from the dinner table.

"Fuyu, your cooking skills are really good. Not only does it smell delicious, it tastes even better."

Wang Tianhua gave her a thumbs up.

"If it tastes good, eat more. It's rare to make a meal for you."

"Thanks to you and Aunt Cuiping for taking care of me before. Otherwise, whether I could have the life I have now is another matter."

"You kid, you don't want to say such polite words."

"You sent us so many things in Qin City, and it's too late for us to thank you. But please don't send us any more in the future. Your uncle Tianhua and I are already very touched by your heart."

"Those are nothing. There are a lot of dry goods on the mountain, and the meat was obtained by Ziyuan. At most, it took a little effort to process it, and it cost nothing."

"Even if it doesn't cost money, you still have to spend time dealing with it. Farm work is already hard work, so you have to find time to do it. Don't get too tired. Your health is important."

"I know Aunt Cuiping."

She was full of gratitude to Li Cuiping.

Just because she gave her 50 yuan without expecting anything in return, she had already decided to treat her as a relative in the future.

50 yuan is not worth mentioning in later generations, but in this era when formal workers' wages are only more than 30 yuan, it is really a lot. Besides, the couple not only have to eat and drink themselves, but there are also elderly people above them and two children to raise.

..........

The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal thoroughly. When they were about to go back, Song Fuyu forced the dry goods prepared for them into Li Cuiping's hands.

"You girl, how can you make me and your uncle Tianhua so embarrassed, even eating and taking them?"

"Are you and Xiaoyan free tomorrow? Come to my house for a meal in the evening and I'll prepare something delicious for you."

"Aunt Cuiping, you don't need to be so polite. I'm in a hurry this time. When I come back next time, I will definitely go to your house for dinner."

"Then it's settled, don't wait until next time to shirk it."

"Don't worry, it won't."

After watching them leave, Song Fuyu sat down on the chair.

Yan Ziyuan knew that Xiao Yu hated washing dishes, so he consciously stood up and put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen for subsequent cleaning work.

Chen Guoxing looked at his behavior and nodded with satisfaction.

It's not bad, I have a good eye for it.

"I met Liu Qiaoyu near the supply and marketing cooperative today."

"What a coincidence? Are you okay? Has she done anything to you?"

Chen Guoxing also knew what kind of crazy woman Liu Qiaoyu was, and he must have hated Song Fuyu in his heart. He would never look down upon her when he saw her, and he might even attack her directly.

"She was holding a stick and was about to hit me, but Ziyuan blocked her."

"This crazy thing should have sent her in as well."

"Don't worry, I'll go say hello to the management committee people tomorrow so that she doesn't have time to act out."

"No, Ziyuan sent her to the Public Security Bureau and accused her of attacking the army. If we think about it again, the situation outside should have changed a long time ago."

"That's fine."

"Song Hao wanted to see you before, but I refused."

"I won't see him again!"

"Whether he lives or dies, it has nothing to do with me."

The original owner has been killed by them. She is a person who has traveled through time. She is not related to Song Hao, so there is no need to pay attention to that kind of scum anymore.

She knew exactly what he was planning.

It was nothing more than knowing that Zhao Zichi was not his biological son, and then trying to target her again.

If Zhao Zichi was still here, people like Song Hao probably wouldn't care at all whether she, Song Fuyu, was dead or alive.

Seeing her resolute and cold expression, Chen Guoxing couldn't say anything else.

Whether it was out of his own selfishness or out of care for her as an ordinary elder, he didn't want Fuyu to have contact with people like Song Hao again.

..........

The next day, before Yan Ziyuan went to the Public Security Bureau, Chen Yunjie came over on his own.

He knocked on the closed door. Song Fuyu heard the sound, put down the cabbage in his hand, quickly got up and ran out of the kitchen. Yan Ziyuan was mixing noodles in the kitchen, and they were going to make dumplings for dinner in the evening.

When the door opened, Chen Yunjie looked at the girl in front of him and was stunned for a moment.

He recalled in his mind the little girl he met at the police station.

At that time, the other party was thin, pale, with yellow hair, and was still wrapped in gauze. It was completely different from the person who appeared in front of him at this time.

The girl in front of her has bright eyes, white skin, and is as beautiful as a fairy.

If her facial features had not changed much, it would be difficult for Chen Yunjie to identify her with the girl he met a year ago.

"Are you Comrade Song?"

"it's me."

"I am Chen Yunjie, a comrade of Yan Ziyuan. A year ago, I was in charge of Song Hao's case at the Public Security Bureau. Do you still remember?"

"of course I remember."

"Comrade Chen, please go in first, Ziyuan is in the kitchen making noodles."

"Really? He can also cook?"

Song Fuyu heard this but smiled and said nothing.

It is estimated that as long as anyone who knows Yan Ziyuan hears that he can cook, their first reaction will be surprise and unbelief.