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

“If I could have had a studio like this when I was young, my life would have been much easier.”

"You don't have to worry about the men on the battlefield all day long. It's really good to have someone to talk to, pass the time, and make money."

The three of them sat in the studio and chatted with everyone for a while, and Grandma Yan was quite emotional about this.

When she was young, she had three children and no one to take care of them, so she had to stay at home. There was no work for them to do in the family home. Apart from the two plots of private land they received from farming, they all relied on the money earned by Grandpa Yan.

Money is not the most important thing, and the troops will not just watch everyone starve to death.

What is uncomfortable is that she faces three young children every day, while her husband is still on the battlefield and does not know his safety. All kinds of emotions are accumulated in her heart and there is no way to relieve her worries.

Although there are many neighbors, it is not easy for everyone to get together and chat every day. Everyone's situation is the same.

We talked too much and everyone felt uncomfortable.

"It is indeed worth promoting, so that family members can find something to do, and conflicts between neighbors can be reduced accordingly."

"You can only take it slowly."

"It's just getting started here, and we've just passed the running-in period. Even if we want to spread to other family homes, we have to have people with the right management skills. We wouldn't worry if we appointed a stranger."

"That's what happened."

"Don't worry, you've done a good job now."

"A person's power is small after all. It would be great if there were more people like Xiao Yu."

Song Fuyu smiled and said nothing.

She was able to achieve her current results because she had poor information from later generations, and she was relatively knowledgeable about this aspect. With the help of her grandfather and Father Yan, she was able to achieve her current results.

If a person has nothing to rely on, even if he has 1 ideas in his mind, it is impossible to realize them in such an environment. He can only wait silently for the reform and opening up at the end of [-].

On the way home from the studio, the three of them kept discussing related matters.

All the opinions expressed by Song Fuyu were basically nodded and affirmed by Grandpa Yan.

"If anyone from the Yan family has the opportunity to go into business in the future, Xiao Yu will definitely be a strong rival. Fortunately, she is one of our own now."

"Grandpa, it's not as exaggerated as you said."

"I am also a blind man pulling on the rope and groping forward."

"If Uncle Zhao hadn't given me the opportunity before, plus you and dad's help, I would have spent most of my time at home in a daze now."

"What are you three talking about? You are so happy."

Yan Ziyuan and Uncle Wu didn't go to the studio together just now. They went to pick persimmons in the Li family yard.

"I'm saying that your wife is very powerful. If you don't work hard, you won't be able to keep up with her."

"If you can't keep up with me, I'll run forward, but I know my wife will definitely be waiting for me."

Xiao Yu was 50 years ahead of him, and it was impossible to keep up with her. He could only try to narrow the gap between them as much as possible, at least not to hold her back.

"Don't take it seriously, grandpa is joking with you."

"How did you and Uncle Wu pick it?"

"I picked at least two hundred of them. That tree is so fruitful and the branches are full. When they are ripe, I won't be able to finish them all if I don't eat them more quickly."

"Why don't you pick another bucket? If you can't eat it, most of it will be made into persimmons. Mrs. Liu and the others probably want it too."

"Row."

Yan Ziyuan took out the persimmons in the bucket and placed them in the yard, and then went to Li's house.

"Xiao Yu, after picking so many persimmons, is there anything your grandpa and I can do to help?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen to get a clean basin first."

Not only did I take two pots, I also took a spatula and two small fruit knives.

After dividing the persimmons into two groups, I started to assign tasks to my grandparents.

"Grandma, keep the stems on the persimmons here. Just remove the skin and put them here. I'll go to the kitchen to blanch them later."

"Grandpa, I'll leave it to you to handle this."

"First wash the persimmons in salt water with the skin on and then peel them. Keep the skin aside and don't throw it away. You will use it later."

After arranging the work, I went to the kitchen to boil a large pot of water and peeled the skin as well.

"Girl, when can we eat these persimmons?"

"I plan to use the persimmons here at grandma's side to make hanging persimmons. Hang them in a ventilated place and eat them in about ten days. The ones we are peeling now will take about a month to make persimmons."

"Although it takes a little longer, as long as it is stored properly, it can last for half a year or even a year."

"Fortunately, you don't have to wait too long."

"If you can only watch it every day but not eat it, you will definitely be greedy."

"Although persimmons are delicious, you should not eat too much if you are cold. Eating two or three a day is overwhelming."

"You can still let me eat two or three. I bought it at home before, but your grandma only allowed me to eat one a day."

"Isn't grandma doing it for you? This is a sign of her love for you. If grandma doesn't care about you, she doesn't care how much you eat, and it's not her own body that's being hurt."

"That's right! I usually talk about your grandpa, but he doesn't like to listen if I talk too much. Sometimes he even has a bad temper."

"I listen! Can't I just listen!"

The old man and the young man took turns targeting him and attacking him, but Grandpa Yan couldn't resist them at all.

I can't afford to offend and I don't dare to offend!