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

"Sister Da Niu, have you noticed that Fuyu is a little strange during this time?"

"Strange? Is there?"

"She often dozed off during this period and came in very late in the morning and noon."

"Isn't she always like this after every trade fair? She didn't take a long vacation this time. She went back to Beijing for a long time in the summer."

"I think she might be pregnant."

"Shh, don't let anyone else hear you."

"you know?"

Wu Da Niu wanted to play tricks on her, but seeing that she had already guessed it, she simply nodded and admitted.

After all, Aihua had given birth to two children, so it was not surprising that he could find out from the smallest details that Fuyu was pregnant.

"On the morning when we set off for Haishi, Yan Tuan told me and he asked me to help take care of him more."

"It's less than three months now. They don't want to disclose the pregnancy to the outside world, so they haven't announced it. You should treat it as if you don't know and don't let it slip. Let the couple talk about this kind of thing to everyone."

"I know, I won't tell anyone. I saw that she always dozed off during this period, so I thought she might be pregnant. I was afraid that she wouldn't notice, so I thought about reminding her."

"Fuyu finally has a child, and now I can silence those bastards."

Song Fuyu and Yan Ziyuan have been married for a year. The love between the couple is obvious to all, but there has been no news of pregnancy. Some people started to whisper that Song Fuyu was infertile, and some even said it in extremely ugly ways.

"Fuyu has his own reasons for everything he does. Besides, it's not that they can't give birth, they just don't want to give birth so early."

"Those people just eat carrots and worry less. They have nothing to do all day long and can only gossip about other people's family affairs."

"Okay, stop talking and move your things back quickly."

By the time both of them had moved all their things and returned home, it was almost time.

"Fuyu, wake up, it's time."

"Well, let me slow down a bit. I'll be fine soon."

She felt like she had just fallen asleep, only to be woken up so quickly.

After getting ready, she carried her cloth bag and went to the room of the embroidery department.

I originally prepared a lot to say, but after looking at the time, I finally chose to be concise and concise, and summarized everything in less than five minutes.

"Although the annual gifts have been distributed, as you know, there are still important things that have not been distributed, that is, this month's salary and year-end bonus."

"I must state that the year-end bonus is divided into three levels this time."

"The first group is naturally the two team leaders. Although their monthly salary is not the highest, you also know that they need to spend a lot of time every month to communicate with the clothing factory and handle various aspects of the studio. Kind of a chore. So I think they deserve to be in the first slot.”

"I won't say any more words of thanks to the two team leaders. Please join me in thanking them with warm applause for their efforts over the past year."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a wave of applause and thanksgiving from below.

Song Fuyu raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down, and then gave the two of them their wages and bonuses.

“The second tier is for our full-time employees, and the third tier is for the kids who come to work on Saturdays and during the winter and summer vacations.”

"Ten months are just a blink of an eye. Thank you to everyone here. It is because of you that all the achievements of our garment factory are possible. I hope that we will work together to achieve greater success next year."

After all the tickets were distributed to everyone, the employees also discovered the extra tickets inside.

"Wow, Director Song, is this true? We also have tickets?!"

"Yes."

"I also need to say sorry to everyone for the issuance of tickets."

"It was my negligence that caused everyone to not get the tickets they deserved like other factory employees. Today, I will make up for the tickets you deserved in one go."

"This is calculated based on the hours you work in the studio, and not everyone is exactly the same. Employees who work longer hours will naturally have more tickets."

"Don't worry, we have already communicated with the Ministry of Commerce and the Grain Bureau, and we will distribute it to everyone on time every month from now on."

"Great, thank you, Director Song!"

"You don't have to apologize to us. The benefits you give us are already more than other factories. Even if we don't have tickets, we are happy and won't blame you."

"Yes, we have no complaints."

"Those are bad things said by others, not by all of us here."

"I know you didn't say it, but I should try my best to fight for what should belong to you."

"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't say anything else. Finally, I wish all of you here and your families a happy new year, good luck, happiness, and happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year to Director Song!"

"I wish Director Song a happy family and a son soon."

"Yes, I wish Director Song will have a son soon!"

I don’t know who took the lead, but the employees wished her a baby soon.

Song Fuyu smiled and said nothing. She had already received this blessing in advance.

It's all over, it's past six o'clock.

The men had finished training, and several of them were waiting at the door of the studio, waiting for their wives to come out. Yan Ziyuan was one of them.

He was different from others in that he also held a hot water bottle wrapped in cloth to keep warm.

Song Fuyu and the two team leaders sent all the employees out and finally came out of the room.

"Fuyu, please go home quickly. Your Yan Tuan has been waiting outside for a long time. Sister Da Niu and I will take care of the rest."

"Thank you for your hard work."

She wanted to run to Yan Ziyuan, but he got closer first.

"Daughter-in-law, please slow down. It's slippery outside. It would be bad if you fall."

"Don't worry, I'm safe."

She took the hot water bottle from his hand and held it in her arms.

"It's so warm. It's finally a holiday."

"Seeing the employees so happy today makes me happy too."

"You are happy, and so am I."

"What shall we have for dinner?"

"Aunt Wu asked us to come to their house for dinner."

"Huh~~"

"When did she say that? She came over to help in the afternoon."

"I passed by their house after training, and she said it would be a little late for you to finish here."

"Aunt Wu is really good to us."

"Of course, you are also her caring little treasure."

..........

The next day.

Yan Ziyuan quietly drove out the door in the morning while Song Fuyu was still sleeping.

He is going to pick up his father-in-law and Li Mingliang at the airport today.

Fuyu said last night that she wanted to pick her up at the airport together, and he agreed, but he didn't wake her up in the morning.

She is less than two months pregnant now. Even if she is driving in her own car, no matter how steadily she drives, the road will inevitably be bumpy if the road is not good.

He didn't dare to take any risks, so he could only risk her going crazy when she woke up and drove to the airport alone.

"Brother Minglang, this way."

Li Mingliang got off the plane at 11 o'clock in the morning. When he saw Yan Ziyuan, he immediately stepped forward and gave him a brotherly hug.

"Why are you here to pick me up?"

"Wait another hour and my father-in-law will come out from here too."

"Good boy, I heard that your wife is very capable. I have long been curious about what kind of person can conquer you."

"She is indeed very powerful. Compared with her, I feel ashamed."

"This is not something you, Yan Ziyuan, can say."

"Really, I am lucky to be able to marry her."

"Then I have to have a good chat with her."