After dinner, I sat on the bed doing nothing.

Song Fuyu took out the letter and remittance slip he received today.

I was so busy playing Go in the afternoon that I didn't have time to open it.

This time she looked at the remittance slip first, and felt helpless when she saw the amount on it.

Both of them are the type who won't listen to what you say.

I told them not to send the money, but he acted as if he didn't hear me and continued to do as he pleased.

As early as the first time she wrote to her godfather, she emphasized in the letter that he should not send her money anymore. Now the amount on the remittance slip was still fifty yuan.

Yan Ziyuan was even more outrageous. It was clearly written on his remittance slip: one hundred yuan in total.

Did he send her all this month's salary?

After putting the remittance slip into the space, she first opened the letter written by her godfather.

In the letter, he said that he received the clothes she made and liked them very much. He also said that he had shown them to many people in the factory and everyone said that they were very good and they envied him for having a daughter with such good craftsmanship.

When Song Fuyu saw this, he imagined a scene in his mind of him wearing the clothes he made, walking around the factory and asking everyone if they looked good.

My godfather is the director of a steel mill. Even if his clothes are tattered, I guess the employees in the mill wouldn't dare to say it to his face.

In fact, she didn't think it was exaggerated enough.

When Chen Guoxing received the clothes, he was so moved that tears came to his eyes.

Since his parents passed away, no one has made clothes for him.

I was staying at my uncle's house. My uncle and my aunt had several children of their own. People in the countryside had few opportunities to get cloth coupons, and if they wanted to buy them, they could only go to the black market at a high price.

Therefore, even if there was cloth, it would be used first to give to the children at home and it was not possible to make new clothes for him.

The clothes he wore before were all torn and discarded by his uncle's brothers. After they were given to him, he cut a small piece of cloth from the old clothes that he couldn't wear anymore and sewed up the torn parts.

Later, he got a job and had money, but he didn't know how to make clothes, so he basically bought ready-made ones from the supply and marketing cooperative.

He looked at the clothes Song Fuyu made for him, touched them carefully, and looked at them for more than an hour before carefully putting them into the closet.

The next day, he picked out the dark gray Mao suit, put it on, and kept gesturing in front of the mirror.

When he arrived at the factory, he did not rush to the office, but asked everyone he met whether his clothes looked good.

After getting a positive answer, he would smile and say that it was his daughter who made it for him.

He also said that he had emphasized that it should not be so troublesome, but his daughter just wouldn't listen and insisted on doing it for him, and even did four sets at once.

After reading the letter from his godfather, Song Fuyu continued to open the one written by Yan Ziyuan.

His letter was obviously thicker than his godfather's. When he opened it, he saw that it was indeed three full pages.

Not only that, there are dozens of tickets of various kinds, some of which are military tickets with no purchase time limit.

Song Fuyu unfolded the letter paper and slowly read from the first line of the first page to the next.

This person feels like he is not writing a letter but a diary.

From morning to night, he did not write anything that the army could not disclose, and he wrote every detail of his own life.

He also told her that he had applied to his superiors for a courtyard for family members to live in with the troops, and even asked her what kind of layout she liked and whether it would be okay if it was similar to her current home.

Song Fuyu was speechless, yet a sweet feeling spread in his heart.

Before they were officially together, he had already started planning a house to live in with her. How could this guy be so good at making her happy?

I put the letter away and started writing back to them.

Lying on the table on the kang, Song Fuyu hesitated whether to reveal the matter of Yan Ziyuan to his godfather in the letter. After thinking for a few minutes, he decided not to mention it now.

She has only been in the countryside for more than two months, and she is afraid that her godfather will come directly from Heng City to criticize her.

She did not forget the wary look on his face when he saw her and Yan Ziyuan walking together at the hotel entrance.

Let's wait until she comes of age.

..........

One day in late December.

After finishing the training, Yan Ziyuan was about to go back to the dormitory to get some clean clothes and take a shower in the bathroom, but was stopped by a female military doctor in the team.

"Doctor Yao, what can I do for you?"

Yan Ziyuan, who was stopped, felt a little unhappy.

After working himself into a sweat during training, he didn't want to say anything at the moment and just wanted to take a shower.

Yao Siruo raised her head and looked into his eyes.

"Deputy Captain Yan, I heard that you have a boyfriend. Is that true?"

Recently, Yan Ziyuan privately asked several married gays what gifts they gave to girls when they were dating.

Although they asked in private, the troops were busy training all day long, so it was hard to get some gossip, and it was gossip about the person they feared the most.

So word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, until basically the entire army knew that he was dating someone.

Yao Siruo came to the army four years ago. The first time she saw Yan Ziyuan at the training ground, her heart and eyes were all on him, and there was no room for anyone else.

When she heard that Yan Ziyuan had a girlfriend, she didn't believe it. Because he always ignored and never responded to people's jokes. Many sisters-in-law tried to introduce him to a girlfriend, but he ignored them.

Even to the girls on the team, he hardly spoke unless he had to.

This time she just thought it was a rumor until she heard that Yan Ziyuan applied for family housing.

He had long reached the level where he could get a room, but every time he gave up his spot to others, he continued to live in the dormitory.

It was not until her leader approved his application that she believed that this was not just a rumor but true.

"Yes, I have a partner."

Although she already knew it before coming here, Yao Siruo still found it hard to accept when she heard him say it in person. She felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

She has liked him for four years, why can't he see her?

Her eyes were red, and she pretended to be calm and continued to ask: "Can I know who she is? Is she from our army?"

"No, you don't."

Seeing her moist eyes, Yan Ziyuan also knew what she was thinking.

But these are not things he can control, and he will not change his heart just because she is upset.

He has already decided on Xiao Yu, so it is impossible for him to have any thoughts about other girls.

Without caring about Yao Siruo's mood, he stepped aside, walked around her, and continued walking towards the dormitory.