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

"Everyone left?"

"all gone."

"Is there anything else you need to do? Do you want me to go down and help?"

"Daughter-in-law, what are you talking about? You are the bride today and the biggest person. No matter how much work there is, I can't let you do it."

"Just stay and rest. When you are tired, just lie down on the bed and sleep. No one will come up to disturb you."

The "Jujube Guizi" originally placed on the bed had just been put on the plate by Song Fuyu.

In order to avoid omissions, I also checked all the quilts and mattresses carefully.

"I asked Mrs. Liu for some honey and made a cup of honey water. You can drink some to relieve the hangover."

When they were toasting just now, his brothers were very troublesome.

After Ziyuan sent her up, he went down and stayed there for more than an hour. He didn't know how much he drank during the process.

Fortunately, he drinks a lot, unlike Jin Kai who gets drunk after just one drink. When drunk, he acts like a drunk and stands on a stool to sing.

Yan Ziyuan took a sip of honey water and put down the cup.

"Why don't you drink?"

"I can't drink anymore. I have too much water in my stomach. If I drink any more, I will explode."

He didn't go out immediately, but pulled her and made her sit on his lap.

"Daughter-in-law, I really miss you so much."

Yan Ziyuan hugged Song Fuyu tightly and rested his head on her neck, as if acting like a baby.

"what happened?"

"I just feel that I am so lucky to be able to marry you as my wife."

"Then you have to be nicer to me in the future."

"That's necessary~"

The two of them were confused for a moment, and Yan Ziyuan was called out of the room by Yan's mother. There were still some things waiting for him to deal with outside.

After he went out, Song Fuyu changed out of his clothes, then went to the bathroom to remove the makeup on his face.

"Xiao Yu, haven't you rested?"

"No, if I go to bed now, I might not be able to sleep at night."

Listening to her words, Yan's mother smiled slightly.

"Mom, do you need my help?"

Her brother and sister-in-law were all packing things outside, and the children were also helping to sweep the floor and clean the tables. The wedding was already over, and she felt a little awkward just watching.

"There are so many of us, each of us has a small space, and we can finish it quickly."

"Go back to your room and rest. I won't let you do anything today."

Yan's mother pushed her towards the stairs and motioned for her to go upstairs.

It was close to seven o'clock, and it was completely dark, so we started to eat dinner.

Except for the eldest brother and his family, all the other brothers and sisters have returned to their homes.

"Mom, Dad, brothers and sisters-in-law, thank you for your hard work today. You have worked hard all day on Ziyuan and I."

"Hey, my family doesn't want to say such unorthodox things."

"Your dad and I will have nothing to worry about from now on. We finally sold Ziyuan."

"Mom, you're talking about me as if no one wants me. I didn't get married before because I was waiting for Xiaoyu to show up."

"Only Xiao Yu can endure your dark face all the time. A timid girl would have been scared away by you."

"So my wife and I are a perfect match."

"Huh~~"

Yan Zijun gave him a disgusted look.

"What kind of greasy words are you talking about? It makes me feel sick just listening to it."

"If you don't stay with the third child from now on, you will be infected by him."

The third brother, Yan Zihao, has the strongest social ability among the four brothers. As long as he is around, it is difficult to stay silent.

In front of outsiders, his chat was relatively normal. In front of his family, Yan Zihao often said some disgusting words, which made everyone's back molars hurt.

"I'm telling the truth. What does it have to do with Third Brother?"

"Daughter-in-law, do you think so?"

In front of his family, he put his arm around Song Fuyu's shoulders without hesitation and smiled very openly.

"Stop playing tricks. You've been tired for a long day. Go take a shower. I'll go back to the room first."

I've been here twice before, but I've never slept in the house of Yan's father and Yan's mother. Today is the first time I've stayed here.

While waiting for Yan Ziyuan to take a shower, Song Fuyu stood in front of his bookshelf and looked at the things on it.

This bookshelf is like a microcosm of Yan Ziyuan's entire childhood, containing various treasures from his childhood.

There is a car made of wood, a tumbler that has faded, a big rubber rooster that has lost one of its claws...

There was only a small space with more than a dozen textbooks from when he was studying, Chinese, mathematics, nature... She picked up a Chinese book and flipped through it casually.

Except for one article called "Pony Crossing the River," she had never heard of any of the articles in it.

The style of the book, as well as the content inside, have a sense of age to her.

There were several character illustrations in the textbook, but she didn't expect that Yan Ziyuan would be so boring and add long hair to all the boys in it.

She thought that people of Yan Ziyuan's generation would definitely listen very carefully during class.

I didn't expect that he would do something as childish as tracing the illustrated characters in textbooks.

Yan Ziyuan's birth year suddenly flashed in his mind, [-].

In future generations, if she sees Yan Ziyuan, she will definitely call him grandpa without hesitation.

Thinking of this title, Song Fuyu stood in front of the bookshelf and laughed involuntarily. The more he thought about it, the more amused he became.

She had never dreamed that she would marry a man whose birth year was enough to be her grandfather.

Yan Ziyuan went upstairs after taking a shower. Before he opened the door, he heard Xiao Yu's happy laughter in the room.

When he opened the door, he saw her standing in front of the bookshelf, holding a book in her hand. She was smiling so happily that she didn't even notice that he had entered.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you laughing?"

He walked over and hugged her waist, asking in her ear.

"Oh my god, you scared me."

Song Fuyu was shocked by his actions and voice.

"You came in and didn't make a sound. It scared me to death."

"I feel like my voice is quite loud. You have been immersed in funny things, so you didn't notice me coming in."

"Tell your husband, what did you think of just now?"

She was holding her Chinese textbook, and he remembered all the articles in it. It was boring. It was definitely not because the content in the book made her feel funny.

She pointed at one of the illustrations and said to him: "I imagined a scene from your previous class."

"The teacher is giving a serious lecture above, but you have added long hair to the few pictures of characters in the book. When your teacher sees it, he will definitely kick you out of the classroom in anger."

Of course she couldn't tell what she was thinking, so she could only tell a temporary lie.

"Isn't this because I was too bored in class before?"

He took the book from her hand and put it back on the bookshelf.

"Daughter-in-law, today is our wedding night."

"The night is short, let's not waste time."

"I..."

Before the word "tired" could be uttered, he sealed her lips with a kiss.