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

Song Fuyu, who was sitting on the side in front, flashed his fist at him and then stood up.

"Teacher Wu, let me answer for him."

When Teacher Wu saw that it was Song Fuyu who was standing up, the unpleasantness he felt just now disappeared instantly.

This is the first place in their economics department. There is nothing to say in terms of study or study attitude. Even if she asks for leave, the homework she submits is never ambiguous. He basically asks her to answer questions in every class.

Song Fuyu quickly gave a brief summary of her opinions to the teacher and classmates. She also discussed it with Teacher Wu for a while, and then sat down again when Teacher Wu was satisfied.

During the following class time, Song Fuyu was always multitasking.

I don’t know what kind of trouble this stinky man wants to cause by dressing up so young today.

Don't think she didn't notice that many female students in the class were secretly looking at him, and she even saw one or two blushing.

I really want to put a mask on him, so angry!

Finally, after class, Song Fuyu walked over and patted his schoolbag into his arms.

"Daughter-in-law, what's going on? Are you not happy that I came to pick you up from get out of class?"

"Why are you dressed so young today?"

"Who do you want to hook up with when you come to our school?"

"Of course I'm hooking up with you, otherwise who else could it be?"

"Daughter-in-law, tell the truth, have you ever been seduced by me?"

He pulled on her sleeve, insisting that he would not move forward unless she answered.

"Yes! Okay!"

"Row!"

If she wasn't outside, I really wanted to hold her and give her a French kiss.

After returning home, An An heard the sound and hurried over and hugged Yan Ziyuan's thigh.

"Dad, why didn't you find An An as soon as you got home?"

An An pouted her mouth, a little angry.

"I'm sorry, dad searched around the house and couldn't find you, so he had to go to school to pick mom up first."

In fact, he wasn't looking for it at all.

In his heart, his wife always comes before his children, even his daughter.

Of course, the daughter must be ranked ahead of the three brats.

"really?"

"Of course it's true. Dad won't lie to you."

"Okay, Dad, I forgive you."

"If you can't find me at home next time, you can look for me at Uncle Jin's house next door."

"Okay, I will go there next time."

After receiving Yan Ziyuan's affirmative answer, An An became happy again, hugging him and kissing him in various ways.

"Dad, can you take me to the park to play tomorrow?"

"The children at the park don't believe that I have a very powerful father. They say I'm a liar."

She obviously has a father, and her father is a great hero, better than all other fathers.

But her father is not at home now, and she can't confirm it with anyone. Fortunately, her father is back.

"of course can."

Yan Ziyuan felt a little sad after hearing this. He didn't want to be separated from his wife and children, but his career was like this, and the separation made him feel helpless.

But soon, this separation won't last long.

Before dinner, Yan's father returned from the army with Pingping.

The little guy has been undergoing training for more than a month. He was already a lot darker when he came back from Guangshi. Now he is even darker. His face has lost the baby fat, but has gained a lot of skin.

"Hello, Commander Yan!"

When Pingping saw Yan Ziyuan, he stood and saluted him with a standard military salute.

Now when he meets Yan's father in the army, he no longer calls him grandpa, but calls him chief instead.

"Hello there!"

Yan Ziyuan also saluted him.

Then he picked up his eldest son from the ground and kissed his little face, which made Pingping blush with embarrassment and kept hiding in his arms.

He is actually happy about his father's intimacy, but he is a little shy. He is a little man, and when he grows up, he has to protect his mother and sister.

"Have you been training hard recently?"

"It's not hard."

"Instructor Li said that men bleed, sweat, but not shed tears, and they can't always talk about their hard work."

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

"Yes!"

"Okay, you two, father and son, will discuss your feelings later. First, take Pingping to take a bath. We will have dinner soon."

"As you command, the head of our family."

The father and son played tricks on her, but Song Fuyu smiled and drove them to the bathroom.

At night, a family of six slept in the same room, and Yan Ziyuan came to tell them a bedtime story.

Dudu and Baobao also pricked up their ears and listened carefully, but they were not sure whether the two little ones, who were only a few months old, understood.

The next day, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Except for Uncle Yan, everyone returned.

Yan Ziyuan called him, but he said that the factory was too busy and he would come back when he was free.

In fact, Uncle Yan was mainly afraid that his son and daughter would come to look for him at home. They came to the factory to look for him several times, but he refused to see him.

If it was because he cared about him, he was willing to meet her. If it was to persuade him to remarry or to ask for money from him, then he felt that it would be fine to live alone in the factory.

Now he has a job to keep busy every day, the factory also provides food and accommodation, and wages are paid on time every month. He is very satisfied with this kind of life and does not want to cause trouble to his parents anymore.

As for his three children, the youngest is already thirty-five years old. Let them go on their own in the days to come.

His thoughts were unknown to the Yan family who were celebrating the festival lively in the yard. They were sharing moon cakes after lunch.

"Fourth, are you ready for this mission?"

"Ready at all the time!"

"be careful."

"clear."

This brief conversation was carried out in a very soft voice, and only Yan's father and Yan Ziyuan knew about it.

Yan Ziyuan looked at Zheng Huan's wife and children who were laughing, thought for a few seconds, and then joined in the laughter.

Early on Saturday morning, he gave Song Fuyu a good morning kiss and left to return to the army.

..........

Life goes on in an orderly manner, going to school and going to work.

Time flies from 1979 to 1980, and in ten days it will be Chinese New Year again.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Song Fuyu did not receive any news from Yan Ziyuan for more than four months.

She asked Yan's father, but he just said that he was on a secret mission. As for what mission, he couldn't reveal it.

The first two or three months were fine, but as the New Year approached, she gradually became uneasy.

There are four children at home, and she cannot show her bad emotions in front of them. She can only digest them alone at night. Only she knows that she has been too anxious to sleep during this time.

"Mom, dad still won't come back today?"

"Well, he called back in the afternoon and said that the army is quite busy during this period, and he has to spend his junior year there with the army."

"Xiao Yu, don't worry. That's how Ziyuan and the others work. It's just because they are on a mission that it is inconvenient to contact their families. When the mission is over, he will definitely call back as soon as possible."

Although she knew this was the case, she couldn't help but worry.

This was the first time since they got married that they had no contact for such a long time.

She really wanted to hear his voice now.