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

When Yan Ziyuan went out, Song Fuyu followed him out to see him off and took a brief look in the yard.

The entire yard is about half an inch in size, and currently there is nothing else except a large water tank on the side and a clothes drying rack.

The ground next to it is now frozen solid, and we have to wait until spring before we can start growing vegetables.

In the village before, she and Youyou built a wooden frame in the kitchen to grow some vegetables. Now the kitchen is so small that they can only rely on the land outside.

There are yards on both sides of them, and there is about 30 meters between each yard.

Looking at the situation in the yard next to it, it seems that people have already moved in.

It is said that Mr. Li’s house also chose the same courtyard, but I don’t know which house it is.

He should be the biggest official in this area. After all, most of the candidates are from Tongzilou.

In her opinion, it was just a novelty. Only after she actually moved into the Tongzi Building would she realize how uncomfortable it was.

Although there is a bathhouse downstairs, there is no running water above, the toilet is public, and cooking has to be done in the corridor. Just thinking about it makes her scalp numb.

As she was about to enter the house, a voice suddenly stopped her.

"Are you the new wife of Captain Yan?"

Hearing the question, Song Fuyu turned his head and then walked towards the entrance of the courtyard.

Standing outside the yard was a woman wearing a gray-blue cotton-padded jacket. Beside her were two children, a boy and a girl. The little boy smiled and waved to her.

"Yes, I am Yan Ziyuan's wife, and my name is Song Fuyu."

"I heard they said you came here last night. In the morning, many people wanted to see if you were there, but the door to your house was never opened."

"I was packing the things I brought at home in the morning, but I didn't come out."

"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Li Hu's lover. My name is Liu Aihua. These are our two children, Xiaotian and Xiaozheng."

"Call Aunt Yan."

"Hello Aunt Yan~"

The two children greeted her obediently.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

"No, you just came here. You may have something to do, so we won't come in and disturb you. We'll talk about it another day when you are free."

"Our family is the one next door. If you need help or if you want to know anything about the family home, you can come to me. I am basically at home every day."

"Okay, thank you sister-in-law."

Watching the three of them go home, Song Fuyu turned around and entered the house.

She had a good impression of Liu Aihua, and she felt that he was quite measured and would not immediately enter the house as a guest after she politely extended an invitation.

When you come back in the evening, be sure to ask Ziyuan to see who you can get along with, and try to avoid the ones you can't get along with.

..........

The entire house was basically tidied up, but she was going to take down the curtains on a few windows and redo them.

The curtains prepared by Ziyuan were made of white floral cloth.

Although it looks good, it is still more or less luxurious. Usually, everyone saves this kind of fabric to make clothes.

She didn't care about the money. The main reason she wanted to take it off was because it was too transparent. She liked that there was no other light in the room when she slept at night.

Waking up in the morning under the sunshine is only suitable for literary works.

When you are still sleeping, a beam of light suddenly hits you, which is actually uncomfortable and is simply a forced wake-up call.

He took out three pieces of fabric from the cabinet.

A piece of khaki linen is used to cover the living room windows, and two other pieces of dark blue fabric are used in the room.

Before she finished, she heard a voice calling her outside the door.

It seems that there is no need to wait for Zi Yuan to come back, there are already people he can't get along with, and he has come to his door.

She had already closed the door, but she still had to shout outside, ugh... helpless.

Song Fuyu put down the fabric unhurriedly and patted the threads on his black pants. Since he wanted to shout, he asked her to continue shouting for a while and then went to the toilet before opening the door.

A few more minutes passed before she came out of the toilet.

After opening the door, she saw a short woman standing at the entrance of the yard. She didn't know whether it was because of the cold weather or because she had been calling for so long before she came to open the door, which made her face look a little bad. However, this was not something she considered. Inside.

She stood at the entrance of the yard, facing her, but did not open the door.

The person at the door probably didn't expect that she was just standing but didn't open the door, and had no intention of inviting her in to sit. The scene was a little awkward for a while.

"Are you Yan Tuan's wife?"

"Ah."

"I heard you came over last night, so I came here specially to take a look."

"Thank you."

"Have you put your things away? Do you want me to go in and help you?"

"Thank you. No need for help at the moment."

"Do you have anything else to do?"

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go in first and continue to organize things."

"I..."

"Since there's nothing wrong, you should go back first. It's quite cold."

After saying that, she turned around and entered the house.

Wang Aixiang, who was blocked at the entrance of the courtyard, stamped her feet angrily.

This man is as cold as a stone, so unenthusiastic.

In the past, when she asked for help, the other party would open the door and let her in. This was the first time she was embarrassed except at Mr. Li's house.

Mr. Li's family didn't need her help, but they let her in anyway. This Yan Tuan's daughter-in-law didn't even let her in.

The two of them really have the same bad temper and are equally unlovable!

"Mom, we don't need to go over to help Aunt Yan, Aunt Wang has already gone back."

"what?"

Liu Aihua, who was putting on shoes, was obviously stunned.

I just heard Wang Aixiang calling "Yantuan's wife" for several minutes.

When he heard her voice, Liu Aihua asked Xiao Zheng to stand at the door and observe. If Wang Aixiang entered Yan's house, they would go over to help.

Song Fuyu had just arrived and didn't know much about her, but they had lived here for several years, and almost everyone knew that Wang Aixiang liked petty gains.

Whenever someone new moved in, she would actively go over to "help" and never returned empty-handed.

"Your Aunt Yan didn't come out?"

"She came out, but she didn't open the door. I don't know what she said, and she quickly went back to the house."

"Aunt Wang feels a little angry. I just saw her standing there and stamping her feet."

Xiaozheng stood at the door and imitated Wang Aixiang's actions just now, making Liu Aihua and Xiaotian in the room laugh.