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

After returning home, Song Fuyu did not rush into the space. Instead, he sat on the kang and planned what he needed to do in the past few days.

Today is Monday, and the plan and clothes for Fang Mei must be made before Friday. It is best to draw some colored clothing samples.

From the chat with Zhao Da, she also knew that it was almost impossible for her to cooperate with the garment factory unless she stayed to work in the factory, but this was obviously unrealistic.

Grandpa didn't know if he could fight for her. No matter whether he could succeed or not, she couldn't give up easily.

Her main purpose this time is to establish a presence in the clothing factory and create opportunities for future cooperation. She did not consider the domestic market for the time being. After all, under the planned economy, individuals could not make the final decision.

But if she can make the garment factory successfully earn foreign currency, that's another matter.

After confirming the time plan for the past few days, I entered the space.

I worked for three days in a row.

Making clothes, drawing samples, and writing plans by hand were all consuming both physical and mental energy, and she was very tired.

On Thursday night, Song Fuyu did not enter the space.

Based on her understanding of Yan Ziyuan, he took two days off on Friday and Saturday, but he would never waste Thursday night. He would knock on her door at [-] or [-] o'clock.

While waiting for him, Song Fuyu found an English textbook of this era from space.

She bought this at the waste recycling station when she went to the county to look for Sun Miao. Fortunately, she found not only English but also middle and high school textbooks for other subjects.

Although English classes were offered in junior high schools and high schools in this era, the class hours were extremely small, and the teaching materials were not compiled according to scientific foreign language teaching methods.

She took it out just to look through it casually and show off in front of Yan Ziyuan.

After studying abroad for so many years, I can communicate fluently in English and French. But with the original owner’s junior high school education, it was simply impossible to speak a foreign language fluently.

Therefore, she could only read more English books in front of Yan Ziyuan and lied that she was self-taught.

As expected, at 11:30 pm, Yan Ziyuan came over.

"Daughter-in-law, why aren't you asleep yet? Come in quickly, don't freeze."

"It's not because I'm waiting for you, thinking that you will definitely come over tonight."

"You don't have to wait for me next time, just go to bed. I have the key, have you forgotten it?"

Well, she really didn't think about it.

"Hurry up and lie down on the kang, don't get cold."

Yan Ziyuan rushed Song Fuyu, who was only wearing a suspender nightgown, back to the bed and tucked her in carefully.

"The kitchen has boiled hot water. You should take a shower first. The pajamas are in the cabinet. Get them yourself."

"Okay, don't worry about me. Just lie down on the bed and I'll do it myself."

After Yan Ziyuan took a shower, he got into Song Fuyu's bed wearing short-sleeved shorts and hugged her in his arms.

"Daughter-in-law, I miss you so much~"

"That day when you called me, I asked you to wait for a while, but you hung up the phone directly, and I didn't even finish what I said."

Yan Ziyuan's tone was a little aggrieved. His wife was often so decisive and resolute...

Song Fuyu twisted in his arms to keep her head further away from his chest.

"do not move!"

Song Fuyu also clearly felt his change, "I don't want to move either, but can you loosen it a little first? It's too hard. I'm almost suffocated."

Yan Ziyuan only let go a little, his hands still holding her waist.

Song Fuyu, who had gained some freedom, reached out and touched his hard chest.

"Don't you know why I hung up?"

"Mr. Li should have been next to you at the time. Are you sure it's appropriate to say some disgusting words in front of him?"

"It doesn't matter. Lao Li's son is as old as me. He's someone who has never seen the world."

"It's just you who are delusional."

"It's twelve o'clock, turn out the lights, it's time to go to bed."

"Isn't what you want to say urgent?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you the same thing tomorrow."

Yan Ziyuan stood up, extinguished the kerosene lamp, and lay down again.

"Sleep quietly and don't move your hands or feet."

Yan Ziyuan pretended not to hear, but the hands under the quilt started to move.

On the first night of their wedding, he returned to the army.

After finally taking leave, he came back. At this moment, his sweet daughter-in-law, who exuded a faint fragrance, was held in his arms. They were a legal couple. If he still regarded Liu Xiahui, was he still a human being?

Besides, neither of them had to go to work tomorrow, so they could sleep as long as they wanted. The more they thought about it, the more their blood would rise.

Without thinking much, he directly adjusted Song Fuyu, who was lying sideways facing her, into a lying position, leaned over and covered her, blocking her original intention of letting him sleep.

Yan Ziyuan still woke up on time at 05:30 in the morning.

Although I only slept for more than an hour, I didn't feel tired at all.

He looked at his sleeping wife in his arms and couldn't help but kiss her forehead.

"Woo~~ Stop making trouble, sleepy~"

She waved her hand randomly toward the air beside her forehead, and then fell asleep again.

Yan Ziyuan enjoyed the time of sleeping with her in his arms, so he did not get up as usual and continued to lie on the bed.

Perhaps due to the influence of the sleeping person next to him, he soon fell asleep again.

..........

"Sister Fuyu hasn't gotten up today. Could she be sick? Do you want to knock on the door?"

Tong Youyou asked Jin Kai next to him anxiously.

"What time does she usually get up?"

"I woke up around nine o'clock at the latest. It's almost lunch now."

Yan Ziyuan in the room was already awake when they came over.

He carefully moved out of the quilt, helped Song Fuyu tuck the quilt in, and got off the kang.

After getting dressed, the two people outside the door opened the door while hesitating whether to knock or not.

"Keep your voice down, she's still sleeping!"

Seeing Yan Ziyuan come out, Jin Kai couldn't figure out what was going on. He awkwardly took Tong Youyou, who wanted to ask more questions, directly back to the next door.

When he closed the door again and returned to the bedroom, Song Fuyu had already woken up to the sound of their rustling.

"what time is it?"

"It's almost twelve o'clock."

"Are you still sleepy? Do you want to sleep a little longer? I'll make lunch and call you when it's ready."

"Okay, I'll get up and wash up after you finish."

She shrank back into the quilt again, hiding half of her head inside.

too tired! It’s more tiring than a day’s work!

When we have dinner later, we must make a three-part agreement with this person, otherwise it will be endless.

Her small body cannot withstand such a torment.