When I walked from the town to the yard, Tong Youyou had already returned.

Song Fuyu noticed something very clearly different about her from her expression and movements.

"Comrade Youyou, don't you have something you want to share with me?"

"No...no."

"Really?"

Song Fuyu approached her and stared at her face.

This girl’s mouth is almost stretched to her temples, but she still refuses to admit it.

"Okay, stop looking. You can almost see through my face."

In fact, Song Fuyu knew what she wanted to say just by looking at her expression. Everything was very obvious on her face and could not be hidden.

"Are you dating Jin Zhiqing?"

"We haven't officially confirmed the relationship yet. He just mentioned it to me, but I want to ask my parents before making a decision. If I dare to act first and ask for permission later, my father and brother will definitely come over and knock Jin Zhiqing unconscious."

"So I plan to wait until the autumn harvest is over, and then go back to Heng City with the educated youth from Jin to introduce him to my family."

"What if your parents don't agree? What will you do?"

"I think my parents would approve."

"They are all very reasonable people. They have always respected my decisions and would not interfere too much."

"If they really disagree after meeting, I probably won't be with Jin Zhiqing."

Song Fuyu looked at her in surprise.

"After all, my parents are much older than me. They have met many people and are more able to distinguish right from wrong than I am. If they really disagree, they must have discovered the problem between me and Jin Zhiqing."

"As long as they can convince me, I will accept it."

Song Fuyu felt that these two people had great potential.

But she had already learned about her family situation from Tong Youyou.

She was very favored at home, especially by her father and brother, who loved her very much, so she silently lit a candle for Jin Kai in her heart.

His mother-in-law should be easy to deal with, but his father-in-law and brother-in-law together should give him a headache.

..........

During the autumn harvest, everyone was busy and complaining. Except for Song Fuyu, everyone else became darker and thinner.

"Sister Fu Yu, why do I feel that you not only haven't gotten darker, but you seem to have gotten a little whiter?"

"Fate is so unfair. It turns out that there was a species bias when Nuwa created humans."

"It's not as exaggerated as you say. I just wrapped it tighter when I was working every day."

"You didn't turn white, you turned black."

Worried about getting tanned while working, she covered herself from head to toe every day despite the hot weather, leaving only her eyes exposed.

"I wrapped it very tightly, but it still seems to be of no use."

"Your clothes are not tightly wrapped at all. During the break, I even saw you take off your hat."

"That's what you said."

"Although wrapping it up can prevent it from getting darker, it's too hot. It's really unbearable after a long time."

"The autumn harvest will be over in a few days. Have you discussed with Jin Zhiqing when to go to Heng City?"

"He said he would buy the train ticket after the autumn harvest, for the nearest day. The farm work won't be very hard after that, so the team leader should agree."

Alas, the latecomers have taken over, and I don’t know what Yan Ziyuan’s current mission is.

I haven't received any letter from him in several months. If he said he didn't miss him, it would definitely be a lie.

But what I hope most in my heart is that he can return safely without getting hurt.

On the other side, Yan Ziyuan was lurking secretly. After a week or two of deployment, they finally got a little closer to the enemy.

The people they faced this time were more cunning and had stronger anti-detection capabilities than before. Not only that, there were more of them, and almost everyone had a homemade weapon.

All these factors mixed together make the task extremely difficult.

He kept changing his gestures, issuing instructions to his subordinates who were hiding nearby.

Success or failure depends on tonight. If they can capture the enemy successfully, he can return to the army. If the mission fails tonight, their position will be exposed. If they want to capture someone again, the difficulty and danger will increase sharply.

The order he gave himself was that he could only succeed tonight and not fail.

After not seeing Xiaoyu for a few months, he was already filled with longing for her. But he always suppressed his longing and did not allow himself to be distracted.

The position he was in did not allow him to make any mistakes, otherwise he would be injured at best, or die at worst.

A group of people lay in the jungle for a whole day, and except for the necessary gestures, they could only wait quietly for the opportunity.

At 7:30 in the evening, it was finally getting dark.

Yan Ziyuan quietly retreated to Mao Fei's side.

"Da Mao, we will move at 10 o'clock tonight. You will be in charge."

"Me? Boss, what about you?"

"I'll go around the back."

"Boss, it's too dangerous for you to be alone."

When Damao heard what Yan Ziyuan said, he knew what he was thinking.

If they attacked from the front at night, their success rate would only reach 60-70%. But the boss went around from the back, giving the enemy a sense of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. This not only distracted their attention, but also increased their success rate.

"Why don't you take two people with you? They can cooperate with you and provide cover."

"No, one person is more flexible."

Yan Ziyuan gave Mao Fei some instructions for the mission, then quickly retreated and took a detour from a distance.

At around nine o'clock, Yan Ziyuan had arrived at the place where he planned to hide. He lay on the ground, quietly observing the situation not far away, looking at his watch from time to time, waiting for the arrival of ten o'clock in the evening.

At 9:50 in the evening, Yan Ziyuan began his action.

He inched closer to the enemy's hiding place, aiming his gun at one of the guards.

He was not in a hurry to pull the trigger of the gun. It was not the right time yet. He had to wait for Mao Fei to start the attack.