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

On the way to work the next day, Song Fuyu felt that there were obviously more people greeting her.

If she still can't guess the reason, then all these years have really been in vain.

It was just that everyone thought she might become the captain's daughter-in-law, and then wanted to have a good relationship with her. She didn't like this feeling, and even felt a little disgusted.

"Captain, don't give Song Zhiqing such a heavy workload. She might become your daughter-in-law, but don't tire her out."

When an aunt saw Song Fuyu's presence, she couldn't help but make a joke to the captain.

"Old Cui, don't talk nonsense and tarnish the reputation of Song Zhiqing."

"Our elder has not been back for three months. Song Zhiqing has only been in the village for more than half a month. We don't know each other at all. We have never met or spoken to each other. How come she suddenly became my daughter-in-law."

"If you keep talking like that, I'll deduct your work points!"

"No, no, I'm just talking nonsense."

When the aunt who just spoke heard that her work points were going to be deducted, she immediately slapped her mouth twice.

"Look at my mouth. I talk nonsense all day long. Captain, don't take it seriously. I'm going to work."

After saying that, he quickly left the scene.

"And you guys, don't talk privately all day about what you have and what you don't have."

"Song Zhiqing did a favor to my daughter-in-law before. Yesterday, I cooked sweet potato syrup at home. To thank her, I brought her a bowl. It didn't have any of the mess you mentioned."

"Boys and girls from all over the country always find a matchmaker first when they get married. How can you, the parents, find someone else's girl by yourself? Isn't this funny!"

"If I hear you talking nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude!"

After beating the villagers who were watching the excitement, Wang Zhiyong drove everyone to work.

"Song Zhiqing, please stay for a while."

After dividing the work and driving everyone away, Wang Zhiyong stopped her.

Song Fuyu, who was about to leave, stopped and turned his head with a faint expression.

"Song Zhiqing, I have also heard about the matter. It has caused you trouble. I apologize to you on behalf of my unreasonable daughter-in-law. She has no bad intentions, but her behavior is a bit too abrupt..."

"No need, Uncle Wang, everyone is overthinking it."

Song Fuyu didn't wait for him to continue explaining and interrupted him directly.

Although she thought the rumors were a bit unfounded, she still had to live in Shanhe Village for a few more years and could not directly offend the captain.

Moreover, the words he made up just now can be regarded as clarifying the facts for himself in disguise.

"You can understand."

"You have arrived in our countryside without any relatives. When it comes to marriage, you should consider all aspects of the situation and don't be too impulsive."

Although his youngest son is not bad, as his father, he is not worthy of Song Zhiqing, but he still has some self-awareness.

Within two days of going to the countryside, he spent more than 100 yuan to build a brick house. His luggage had been checked in before. Not only did he look good, he was also so capable.

Looking around, in his opinion, there was no girl with better conditions than her in all the villages and towns.

If the third child can be with her, it will be a blessing for the Wang family.

Even if it wasn't with their third child, he still hoped that she would keep her eyes open and find a good home.

After all, he saw this girl's efforts.

Without saying much to the captain, Song Fuyu continued to pull radishes.

When I got off work in the morning, I told Tong Youyou to let her cook porridge, and then I went to the west of the village.

When he saw a cow eating hay in the cowshed next to the house, Song Fuyu knew it was this house.

"Uncle Lin, are you busy?"

"No, wait a moment, I'll be out soon."

When Uncle Lin came out and saw Song Fuyu, he didn't ask her to come in, but stood outside the door.

He was a single old man in his 50s and it was not convenient for her to sit in the house.

"Song Zhiqing, what's the matter?"

"Uncle Lin, I would like to trouble you to bring some big things back for me."

"Bring what?"

"I want a big vat for pickling sauerkraut, a water vat, and three smaller ones for pickling sauerkraut."

"Okay, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I can go for a run for you."

"That's great, thank you Uncle Lin."

Uncle Lin often helped the villagers buy these things, so he knew the prices of several tanks very well.

After Song Fuyu paid for the shopping, he gave him another [-] cents as a hard-earned fee.

After lunch, Tong Youyou went to plant the remaining vegetable seeds, while she continued to peel the chestnut balls.

The pheasant we shot last time can be used to stew chestnuts tonight.

They didn't have a pressure cooker, and the pheasant had to be stewed for two to three hours. She finished her work at around four o'clock in the afternoon and came back to prepare the pheasant.

Clean the chicken, chop off the head and feet, cut into long cubes, add appropriate amount of cooking wine, soy sauce and salt to a large bowl and mix well.

Now that she is the only one in the kitchen, it is very convenient to get things out of the space.

Children are not very good at cooking, so they can't even tell what's in it.

Marinate the chicken for about half an hour. Heat oil in a pan, pour in the chicken and stir-fry until golden brown. Take it out and put it into a clay pot. Add green onions, ginger slices, chestnuts, soy sauce and an appropriate amount of water, and place it on the coal stove. Simmer for two hours.

"Song Zhiqing, I bought the vat."

Seeing the smoke coming from the kitchen, Uncle Lin knew she was at home.

"Hey, here we come."

She put down the chestnut in her hand and ran out of the kitchen quickly.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin."

It was said that Uncle Lin had rheumatism in his legs, so she did not plan to ask Uncle Lin to move it for her. Instead, she stopped him and prepared to do it herself.

However, both of them were a step slower. When she was about to reach out, a pair of strong hands first moved one of the large tanks from the bullock cart.

"Don't move, I'll come."

Yan Ziyuan was carrying a basket of chestnuts on his back, ready to deliver them to her. When he saw that she was preparing to move a water tank that weighed several dozen kilograms, he quickly put down the chestnut and carried the water tank down before her.

Seeing that he had taken down one of the large tanks, Song Fuyu was about to move the other one.

Yan Ziyuan suddenly felt angry.

They told her not to move, she had to carry everything by herself.

"You move the small one, and I'll take the big one."

"Song Zhiqing, if there is a tall guy like him here, just take a small one over."

Although Uncle Lin's wife is no longer here, he has experienced the period of being in love with someone after all, so he knows very well when looking at Yan Ziyuan's behavior.

However, the young man still has some way to go, and the little girl seems not to be quite enlightened yet.

With Yan Ziyuan's help, several tanks were quickly moved into the kitchen.

Seeing that nothing happened to him, Uncle Lin drove the bullock cart back home.

Yan Ziyuan took the basket that had just been left at the entrance of the yard into the kitchen.

"Thank you for your help."

"When I'm here and you need to move heavy things, come to me. If I'm not here, go to Jin Kai next door. He has nothing to do since he's full every day."

Jin Toolman Kai: "..."

If he knew that Yan Ziyuan was slandering him so much, he would definitely want to drive him out of his home right away.

"Don't bother me, I..."

"obedient."

He couldn't help but reach out to touch her head, but he raised his hand to shoulder level, rubbed the calluses on his hand, and quickly put it down.

She is not his partner yet, and the sudden intimacy will most likely scare her away.

"You continue your work, I'm leaving."

After pouring the chestnuts onto the small pile she had not finished peeling, Yan Ziyuan took the empty basket and left her home.