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

Yan Ziyuan has been trying to digest all the things she said.

The future generations described by Xiao Yu are just an existence in fantasy for him now. Even in his dreams, he cannot imagine what China will be like 50 years from now. Just listening to it makes him feel very beautiful.

Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Ziyuan asked with some uncertainty: "Will there be another war in our country in the future?"

"Our country advocates peace, and there will be very few wars in the future. Even if there is a war, it will no longer be a hard fight between people. It is relatively stable, and it was later rated as one of the safest countries in the world. .”

She patiently told Yan Ziyuan some of the things that concerned him most.

He is a man who cares about his country and is naturally particularly interested in its development.

But unfortunately, she used to be more concerned about the economic trend. She didn't know much about the affairs between countries. She could only tell him a little bit about what she occasionally learned from small videos.

"You have been reading textbooks before. Is the college entrance examination about to resume?"

I have to say that he is a very perceptive person.

Although he didn't know the future direction, when he left the village, he told Jin Kai to continue studying in case of emergencies.

"Soon, on October 21, [-], the country will announce the resumption of the college entrance examination, and the first exam will be in mid-December of the same year."

"You can definitely do it!"

Xiao Yu will definitely participate, otherwise she would not have started reading the textbook so early.

"Don't think I'm handy. I went abroad to study before I even finished high school. Before I went abroad, I was a liberal arts student. I had to spend a lot of time every week learning to draw. I didn't know anything about the science subjects. At least [-] orifices are closed."

She has a good memory and is limited to content that simply needs to be memorized!

"It's okay. There are still nearly two years to prepare. Take your time."

"If you really have difficulty in learning, I will ask grandpa to secretly find you a reliable teacher for tutoring. Or if you want to go to high school, I will help you contact the high school in the county and you can attend it for exactly two years."

"Let's talk about this later. We can't be too public about it now. I'll study it slowly by myself first."

Most of the first-term exam questions came from the "magic book" she bought. As long as she devoured all the contents inside, there shouldn't be much of a problem in getting admitted to one of the two prestigious schools in Beijing, not to mention being the top scorer.

Fortunately, she knew the future direction, otherwise after the college entrance examination was announced and she only had more than a month to prepare, she would definitely fail.

The two of them sat on the sofa, and Song Fuyu kept talking to him about the future.

Mainly, Yan Ziyuan asked, she answered him, and then expanded around the content of his question.

When the conversation was close to twelve o'clock, she started to yawn crazily, but Yan Ziyuan was still full of energy and his eyes were shining.

"My dad had a lot of videos stored on the hard drive, including movies, TV series, variety shows, news... all kinds of videos. How about I connect it to the TV for you, and you can choose what you are interested in watching?"

She couldn't hold on any longer and had to go to bed quickly.

"it is good!"

He was so excited now that even if he went to bed and closed his eyes, he couldn't fall asleep.

After helping him connect the hard drive to the TV and teaching him some basic operation methods of the TV, Song Fuyu went upstairs to sleep.

There is no day or night in the space. If you don't look at the clock, you can't feel the change of time at all.

Yan Ziyuan sat alone on the sofa, watching the videos on the TV screen with immersion and fascination. After watching one video, he immediately picked the next one he was interested in. He was so skilled that he didn't look like a first-time user.

This was the most focused moment he had had in years. He was so focused that he didn't even know Song Fuyu had gone downstairs.

"Yan Ziyuan, are you crazy?!"

When she woke up after almost seven hours of sleep, this person still maintained the same posture as when she went upstairs to sleep, staring at the screen without blinking.

"You stayed up all night the night before yesterday, and you stayed up all night last night again. Aren't you afraid of sudden death?"

Before she went to bed last night, she should have dragged him upstairs together. She should never have connected the TV to him and let him sit downstairs alone to watch videos.

"Daughter-in-law, I was so excited watching the future development of our country in the video that I didn't feel sleepy at all."

He didn't even realize that seven hours had passed. In his mind, it seemed like it was only a few minutes ago that his wife went upstairs.

Song Fuyu lamented that the short video software was so popular in later generations, even their family Yan Ziyuan was brought into it, and he was completely imaged as an "Internet addicted boy" addicted to watching videos.

"If I hadn't seen the content in the video, it would be really hard to imagine all the things you told me."

"Our country is so powerful! It's great!"

"I'm very proud and very proud!"

"It's really good!"

"No matter how good it is, it will happen decades later and has nothing to do with you now. The most important thing you should do now is go to sleep!"

Song Fuyu took the remote control from his hand, turned off the TV, and took him out of the space.

"I'll go down and wash up. You go to bed quickly. I'll come up and call you during lunch!"

"I..."

"Don't say anything. If you don't obey now, I will never take you into space again!"

"Okay, why don't I sleep?"

If given the chance, he would like to continue watching the video.

In order to prevent this thought from being cut off by his wife, Yan Ziyuan lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Song Fuyu closed the door and went down to the first floor. The elders were a little surprised to see her alone.

"Xiaoyu, where is Ziyuan? Why didn't he go downstairs with you?"

"He has had insomnia for the past two days and has not slept well. I asked him to catch up on his sleep in the room this morning."

"Ah? Do you want your mother to go up and take a look?"

"No, he just lacks sleep and is not sick."

"As long as you are not sick, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must seek medical treatment in time and remember not to carry it on your own."

"Grandma, we know, don't worry."