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

In the south at the end of October, the sun is not as hot as in summer.

She likes to sit in the sun with her coat on in this temperature of more than ten degrees, enjoying the warmth of the sun and feeling very comfortable.

She pushed Chen Guoxing for a walk around the hospital. When passing by the supply and marketing cooperative, she went in and bought him some daily necessities, and finally sat down by the flower bed on the side of the hospital.

"What shoes were you wearing that day? Why were they so slippery?"

She prepared all the clothes, pants and socks that Dad wore, except for the shoes, which she didn’t know how to make. He bought them himself when they were worn out.

"That day I happened to have a meeting with city leaders. I wanted to be more formal, so I wore a pair of leather shoes. The weather was fine in the morning, and the sun came out, but it started to rain violently in the afternoon."

"When I returned to the factory after a meeting, I was all wet. My feet slipped and I couldn't catch myself, so I fell down the stairs."

"Xiao Chen didn't react at that time and didn't even hold back."

"Hey, I'm old~~"

"You can actually fall like this after a fall!"

"This is not a question of age. Even if a young person falls down the stairs, he will not be much better."

Fortunately, it's just a fracture now, and he can recover within two or three months of rest. If he hurt his head, it would be really unthinkable.

"Why don't you just quit and go to Lushi with me? If you feel bored, become the factory director for me."

"When the Haishi trade fair is over at the end of this year, I should be resigning from the steel plant and be transferred to the Provincial Department of Industry as deputy director and deputy party secretary. The appointment document will be issued by the end of the year. I originally wanted to wait for the document to be officially issued. Talk to you again."

This kind of thing may change before the documents are implemented, so he has never disclosed it to Xiao Yu.

"You want to keep going up?"

"Ah."

The Yan family is a wealthy family. While he is still young, he can still work hard to earn a better family background for his daughter.

"If it's for me, I actually don't want you to be so tired."

"Not tired!"

"I am 49 years old this year, and I am not even [-] or [-] years old. It is not a problem to continue working for another ten years or so."

Song Fuyu had nothing to say about his decision.

"You are about to leave office, so can I give up on the booth layout that I promised before?"

"Of course not!"

"This is the last battle between your father and me in the steel factory. It must be more successful than any previous one!"

"I still count on you to create history for me!"

"Hey... don't have such high expectations of me. I'm very lazy now. I just started to resume work before I come back."

She really didn't expect that just when she made up her mind to work hard, she would leave again.

..........

Xiao Chen came to the hospital at ten o'clock. He heard from the patients in the ward that the factory director was carried downstairs by his daughter to bask in the sun. He went downstairs to look for them with suspicion.

"Factory Manager!"

"How did you get downstairs?"

"Xiaoyu carried it."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true, why lie to you?"

"I thought the comrades in the ward were lying to me."

It wasn't until Song Fuyu asked him to move the wheelchair to the second floor and she carried the factory director on her back and followed effortlessly that Xiao Chen truly believed that she had this ability.

"Dad, you rest first, I'll go back and cook for you."

"Why don't you just go to the state-owned hotel and buy something."

“Bought ones are not as delicious as homemade ones.”

"Just wait patiently. I will definitely be back before twelve o'clock."

Xiao Chen dropped her off at the door of her house, where Wang Ping'an was already waiting at the door pushing her newly bought bicycle.

"When I bought the car, I saw some ribs, so I bought them all, as well as fish and eggs."

"Thank you, Brother Ping An, you bought it in time."

After roughly estimating the price of the ingredients, I took three yuan from my pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

"You don't need to be so polite. The factory director usually takes good care of me. He didn't share the food you sent him. I consider it as my nephew's condolences."

Wang Pingan returned the money to Song Fuyu.

"Well, next time I buy something, you must accept it."

"No problem, I'll take it next time."

"You go about your business first, I'll go back to the factory to work first."

As soon as they left, Song Fuyu cleaned the stove at home and started stewing mushroom and pork ribs soup.

While the soup was simmering, I wiped down the rest of the house.

Sitting on the sofa to rest, she suddenly thought that she might not be able to live in this house for long.

As soon as dad leaves office, the steel factory will definitely take back the house. Will their family move to a newly allocated family building over there in the Industrial Hall?

Oh my god...return to Tongzilou...

Thinking about it this way, it seems that getting promoted is not such a good thing.

With the rank of deputy director, although you can be allocated a house between [-] and [-] square meters, it is still a tube house after all! How can living in a two-story independent building be as comfortable as today's?

Forget it, wait a few more years, and when the country allows private buyers to buy houses, she will definitely take her father and move out of the Tongzi Building as soon as possible!

After simmering the pork ribs soup, she quickly fried tomatoes, eggs, cucumbers, carrots, and diced chicken, loaded them with steamed rice, grabbed some seasonal fruits, and set out for the hospital on her newly bought [-]-meter pole.

Back in the ward, the patients in other beds had already started eating.

"Why do you buy so many things?"

"Brother Ping'an bought the vegetables, so I bought some fruit."

"There's too much food. I can't eat it all by myself."

"I haven't eaten either."

"Why don't you come over and eat?"

"Eating alone is too boring, but two people can chat together."

"Director Chen, is this food cooked by your daughter?"

As soon as several lunch boxes were opened, the eyes of the family members on the bed next to them were instantly focused on their meals.

Good guy, ribs, eggs, chicken, all good dishes.

"Yes, she did it."

"You are so lucky. This dish is not only rich but also full of color and flavor. Unlike us, it's just a simple shredded potato with two-faced steamed buns."

Chen Guoxing smiled and did not continue to answer.

"First try the pork ribs and mushroom soup I stewed. These mushrooms were picked by Grandpa and Ziyuan from the mountains before they came back. I brought some back."

"I forgot to ask, what will your grandparents do if you come back suddenly?"

"They will return to the capital when Ziyuan goes on a mission."

"Tomorrow you push me to go to the post office and call them to apologize. My fall has forced them to return to Beijing early."

"Oh, it's okay. Grandpa and grandma are not people who care so much."

"My parents-in-law also called me in the middle of the month, saying that they missed them very much and wanted the old couple to return to Beijing. My return has fulfilled my parents-in-law's wishes."