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

“Can I donate to them?”

"Daughter-in-law, what do you want?"

"Ah."

"I can't help with anything else, but I can help with money."

The higher authorities will take care of the disaster caused by this kind of natural disaster, but it is unknown when.

During the Chinese New Year, the weather is so cold, and even the head of the brigade’s family is having such a difficult time. Don’t even think about the situation of other families, which will only get worse.

Although there is a lot of food in her space, she cannot take it out.

Song Fuyu went back to the room, took out two thousand yuan, and handed it to Yan Ziyuan.

"This is a little thought from our Extraordinary Garment Factory. The money is not much, and it can only alleviate the despair they are facing at this time to a certain extent."

"Daughter-in-law, I thank you on behalf of everyone in that brigade."

Yan Ziyuan solemnly saluted Song Fuyu, took the money, turned around, opened the door and ran out without even changing out of his wet clothes.

He went to Li's house first. The door was closed. He must have gone to the cafeteria to make dumplings, so he quickly ran towards the cafeteria.

"Yan Tuan, what are you doing? Come and make dumplings."

"Where's Master Li?"

"Just went to the office."

He ran to the office again, where Zhao Ju was reporting the situation.

"Zi Yuan, why are you here?"

"Didn't you say you were in a hurry to go home and asked me to report?"

"I'm here for something else."

He took out the money his wife gave him from his pocket and put it on the table.

"what do you mean?"

"On behalf of their garment factory, my daughter-in-law donated two thousand yuan to the disaster-stricken brigade."

"This..."

Li Yunhua choked up a little, and his thousands of words finally turned into the word "thank you".

"Zhao Ju, arrange for someone to send the money to their team immediately."

"Yes!"

"Uncle Li, I will go back first after finishing the matter. My wife is still waiting for me to help cook."

"Go quickly and thank Xiaoyu for me."

"Okay, I will convey it to you."

When Yan Ziyuan returned home, Song Fuyu had already helped him fill the tub in the bathroom with water.

"Hurry up and take a shower. Even if you are wet, you won't be afraid of freezing."

"The clothes are all in the bathroom, go quickly!"

"As ordered!"

He went to take a shower, and Song Fuyu started cooking New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen.

Dad didn't know what ingredients were at home. He couldn't cook and would only make trouble. Song Fuyu was forbidden to help in the kitchen. This also made it easier for her to do whatever she wanted and get fresh ingredients directly from the space.

She is going to make a fish head with chopped pepper, stir-fried shrimp, braised pork, glutinous rice and bamboo shoots with bacon, cold cucumber and shredded chicken, and a hibiscus vegetable soup.

The staple food is rice, plus a sweet soup after the meal.

She had so many dishes she wanted to eat, but only the three of them could eat them.

"Daughter-in-law, do you need my help?"

"No, I've already prepared the side dishes. All you have to do is put them in the pot and stir-fry. You go outside and talk to dad."

The evening show started at 7:30, and now it was 5:40, so I immediately speeded up the cooking.

"Zi Yuan, come in and serve the food."

"Hey, here we come."

"So soon?"

"Both the big stove and the small stove cook together, a two-pronged approach."

"My wife is still awesome."

"Stop boasting and take it out quickly."

"Xiao Yu, you made too much. The three of us can't finish it."

Chen Guoxing looked at the five dishes and one soup on the table, and there was even a dessert after the meal.

"This is the result of my restraint. I originally wanted to do more."

“It doesn’t matter if you can’t finish it all, there will be more than enough every year.”

"Time flies so fast. When you got married last year, I still vividly remember it, as if it was yesterday. Unexpectedly, a year has passed."

"Yes, during the Chinese New Year next year, there will be one more person in the family."

"Yes, thinking about this makes me happy."

"You are both still young, have a few more babies."

"Dad, how can I be like you? You have never urged me before. Now even one child has not been born yet, so you just let me have a few more."

"I thought you didn't like children and didn't want to have children, so I never pushed you."

"I don't care if I have a boy or a girl anyway, I can only have two children at most."

"It's good to have two children. It's better to have a boy and a girl to make a good name."

"I hope so."

Song Fuyu felt extremely happy when she thought that she and Ziyuan's baby would accompany them during the Chinese New Year next year.

Things that had not been realized in her previous life seemed to have been realized after time travel, and she was satisfied.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, it was already seven o'clock.

Yan Ziyuan went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Song Fuyu went back to the room and took out her thermal equipment.

"Daughter-in-law, bring two hot water bottles."

"No need, didn't you say we were in the auditorium?"

"The door won't close, the windows aren't sealed, and there's air leakage."

By the time they left, there were only fifteen minutes left before the show started.

Chen Guoxing was walking beside him with a flashlight, and Yan Ziyuan carefully supported her, fearing that she would fall.

"Daughter-in-law, how about I carry you?"

"There are so many people today. It's embarrassing to be seen by others."

She didn't want to be carried away by him in front of everyone.

In less than half an hour, the whole family will spread the news that Song Fuyu is so delicate that she can't even walk on her own in the snow and has to be carried on her back.

When the three of them arrived at the auditorium, there were only three minutes left before the performance started.

The fourth child of Wu Da Niu's family was waiting at the door, extremely anxious.

"Aunt Yan, you're finally here, we're about to start."

"Sorry, I am late."

"Daughter-in-law, you and dad follow him in. I can't sit with you."

"Go ahead and leave us alone."

"When it's over, you wait for me at my seat and I'll take you home."

"Okay, you go too."

The auditorium is very large, with soldiers sitting in the middle and at the back on the left and right sides, while family members sit in the front on the left and right sides.

Many people saw Song Fuyu coming and greeted her enthusiastically.

"Aunt Yan, we are on the left. My brother and the others have helped you occupy the first row."

"thank you all."

She took out a handful of candies from her pocket and stuffed them into Siwa's pocket.

"Share it with your brothers and sisters."

"Thank you Aunt Yan."

"You are welcome."

Sit down in your seat, it's exactly half past seven.

As the leader of the army, Uncle Li took the stage and delivered a brief speech, wishing everyone a Happy New Year, and then announced the official start of the performance.

This is not the first time she has performed in the army for a year. She has performed several times in the past year, but this is the first time she has come to see it.

She doesn't like to join in the fun. Unless work requires it, she prefers to stay at home rather than going to crowded places.

This time it was entirely because his father came here and wanted to show him the life in the army.

The program was somewhat similar to a movie she had seen before, with military dances and military songs, all related to the word "military".

Real dancing, real singing, no adulteration at all, all the actors in the art troupe worked very hard.

She also took the time to ask Sister Da Niu who was the pillar of the art troupe.

Sister Da Niu didn't seem to know that the other party had confessed to Zi Yuan, so she enthusiastically pointed at the other party and introduced her to her.