【Military Marriage + Historical + Rebirth + Revenge + Space + Capitalist Young Miss】
Sang Feiyu, the only daughter of a catering magnate in Yangcheng, is reborn.
In her previous lif...
When the two returned home, Ning Zhiyuan followed Sang Feiyu's instructions and put the package in the guest room.
He didn't care about the rest, since these things were sent to Sang Feiyu by his grandmother, and he didn't have the habit of opening other people's packages without permission.
Sang Feiyu took out scissors and cut open the package, taking out some candy and cookies. "Zhiyuan, when you go to treat the guests to dinner later, please give them some wedding candy and cookies, and don't forget Commander Qin and Doctor Jiang."
"Uh-huh."
Ning Zhiyuan took his things and went out, while Sang Feiyu hurriedly went into her space to find her grandparents.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I got my marriage certificate!" she said happily, waving an award certificate.
Zhao Hui took it and examined it closely for a while. "The marriage certificates nowadays are nicer than the ones we had back then."
"Your grandfather and I didn't get a marriage certificate when we got married; we had to get it done later."
Even after they were happy, they didn't forget their business.
Sang Youde took out a white bottle and said, "This is a tranquilizer. One pill will allow you to sleep for eight hours."
“Zhiyuan is a soldier and is used to short periods of light sleep. I’m worried that one pill might not be enough.”
Zhao Hui replied, "I think we should take one first, and then adjust the dosage based on the actual situation."
"Alright."
After putting away the tranquilizer, Sang Feiyu quickly left the space to pack her things.
She put the quilt and pillow into the wardrobe, and also took out some dried seafood and mushrooms that her grandparents had bought for her and put them in the cupboard.
I also took out two pieces of cured pork and two pounds of sausage, intending to secretly add some more when cooking rice later.
Besides cured pork, there are also cured chicken and cured rabbit. Sang Feiyu had the latter once in Sichuan and Chongqing and found it unforgettable.
After setting out the ingredients, Sang Feiyu took out some seasonings so that her cooking wouldn't be so monotonous anymore. She was getting tired of eating nothing but steamed or boiled rice all the time.
Sang Feiyu filled the cabinet to the brim, and then took out some fabric from the space to make door curtains and window curtains.
Sang Feiyu deliberately left a package unopened, so that she could have an excuse to take something out later.
On the other end, Ning Zhiyuan also handed out wedding candies and cookies to everyone. This time, they only invited the political commissar and his wife, Wen Nuan, Chen Zhigang, and Sun Lan, who had previously spoken up for Sang Feiyu.
Ning Zhiyuan went to the cafeteria to ask the kitchen staff and finally confirmed her name.
Sun Lan's husband worked in a company below her unit, and she was assigned to live in the military region's dormitory building because of her work.
She happened to be visiting the family compound that day when she encountered Sang Feiyu being bullied, and that's why she offered her advice.
When Ning Zhiyuan went to the cafeteria to deliver wedding candy to Sun Lan, he happened to see her being scolded by the head chef, her eyes red and swollen.
Ning Zhiyuan acted as if he hadn't seen anything, walked straight over, grabbed a handful of wedding candies and cookies and stuffed them into Sun Lan's hands, "Comrade Sun, Xiao Yu and I have registered our marriage."
Sun Lan quickly forced a smile, "Then congratulations to you!"
She never expected that they would specially send her wedding candy and cakes for their wedding.
Not only was she surprised, but the kitchen staff were also staring at them, as if Ning Zhiyuan had mistaken them for someone else.
What surprised them even more was yet to come. Ning Zhiyuan sincerely said, "Comrade Sun, thank you for speaking up for my wife before. We would like to invite you to our home for dinner tomorrow night. Do you have time?"
Sun Lan subconsciously looked at the head chef; whether or not she could take leave was up to him.
Ning Zhiyuan also looked at the head chef, and his sharp, probing gaze sent chills down the chef's spine. He quickly said, "I'll grant you leave!"
Sun Lan then smiled and said, "Battalion Commander Ning, I have time tomorrow night."
"Uh-huh."
After Ning Zhiyuan finished speaking, he glanced at the people present before turning and leaving.
The kitchen was in complete chaos as soon as he left!