"Fu Yu, you did all this?"

Chen Guoxing was very happy when he looked at the dishes on the table. This was the first time he had eaten food cooked by his daughter, and it was also the first time he cooked at home since he moved into this house.

"Ziyuan helped out, and one of the dishes was made by him."

"Girl, don't deliberately say that what you did was his just to make a good impression on him."

Yan Ziyuan came from a wealthy family and was the youngest son. When he said he could cook, Chen Guoxing found it a little unbelievable.

"Dad, am I such a person?"

"I'm not lying to you. He made this scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I saw it with my own eyes."

Chen Guoxing said she could understand why she didn't believe him. After all, if she hadn't seen Yan Ziyuan take action, she wouldn't have believed him just by his words.

"real?"

"Of course it's real, more real than pearls."

Inviting everyone to sit down and eat, Song Fuyu took the bowl in front of Chen Guoxing and filled him with a bowl of chicken soup.

"Fu Yu, you don't need to invite us, just sit down and eat, we can do it ourselves."

Li Cuiping politely declined her offer to serve her soup.

"Well, don't be polite, just eat as much as you want. I've cooked a big pot of rice, so you can have as much as you want."

"Okay, I will definitely eat more today. This is my first time eating the food you cooked. It looks so appetizing."

"Xiao Yan, there is the wine I bought earlier on the cabinet, go get it and have a couple of drinks with me."

As soon as Chen Guoxing finished speaking, Song Fuyu's sharp eyes shot towards him.

"You were already drunk last night, and you want to be a drunk again today, right?"

"Uh... forget it, Xiaoyan. I suddenly don't feel like drinking anymore. I want to drink soup. Yes, I want to drink soup."

Chen Guoxing avoided Song Fuyu's gaze and awkwardly picked up the chicken soup in front of him and took a sip.

"Delicious! This chicken soup is really good, much better than wine!"

Xiao Chen looked at the factory director who dared not speak out and tried hard to hold back his laughter. He was afraid that if he laughed, the factory director would immediately get angry and drive him away from the table.

"Fuyu, your cooking skills are really good. Not only does it smell good, it tastes even better."

Wang Tianhua gave her a thumbs up.

"If it's delicious, eat more. It's rare for me to cook a meal for you."

"Thanks to you and Aunt Cuiping's care, I would not be able to have the life I have now."

"You are a kid, you shouldn't say these polite words."

"You sent us so many things from Qin City. We can't thank you enough. But please don't send them again in the future. Your uncle Tianhua and I are already very touched by your kindness."

"Those are nothing. There are plenty of dry goods on the mountain. The meat was hunted by Ziyuan. At most, I spent a little effort to process it. It didn't cost any money."

"Even if it doesn't cost money, you still have to spend time to deal with it. Farm work is hard enough, and you have to find time to do these things. Don't get too tired, your health is important."

"I know Aunt Cuiping."

She was full of gratitude towards Li Cuiping.

Just based on her selfless act of giving her fifty dollars, she had already decided to treat them as relatives in the future.

Fifty yuan is not worth mentioning in later generations, but in this era when the salary of a formal worker was only more than 30 yuan, it was really a lot. Moreover, the couple not only had to feed themselves, but also had elderly parents and two children to support.

..........

Both the host and the guests enjoyed the meal very much. When they were about to go back, Song Fuyu stuffed the dry goods he had prepared for them into Li Cuiping's hands.

"You little girl, how can I and your uncle Tianhua feel comfortable with this, eating and taking it at the same time."

"Do you and Xiaoyan have time tomorrow? Come to my house for dinner in the evening. I'll make you something delicious."

"Aunt Cuiping, you don't have to be so polite. I came back in a hurry this time. I will definitely go to your house for dinner next time I come back."

"It's a deal, don't wait until next time to shirk your responsibility."

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Watching them leave, Song Fuyu sat down on the chair.

Yan Ziyuan knew that Xiaoyu hated washing dishes the most, so he stood up and took the dishes into the kitchen to do the subsequent cleaning.

Chen Guoxing looked at his behavior and nodded with satisfaction.

Not bad, quite discerning.

"I met Liu Qiaoyu near the supply and marketing cooperative today."

"What a coincidence! Are you okay? Did she do anything to you?"

Chen Guoxing also knew the character of that crazy woman Liu Qiaoyu. He must have hated Song Fuyu in his heart for a long time. He would never have a good face when he saw her, and might even attack her.

"She was holding a stick and was about to hit me, but Ziyuan blocked it."

"This crazy thing should have been sent in with her."

"Don't worry, I'll go talk to the management committee tomorrow and make sure she doesn't have time to make a scene."

"No need. Ziyuan sent her to the Public Security Bureau and accused her of assaulting Jun. If she wants to get out, the situation outside should have changed a lot."

"That's fine."

"Song Hao wanted to see you before, but I refused."

"I won't see him again!"

"Whether he is dead or alive is none of my business."

The original owner had been killed by them. She was a time traveler and had no relationship with Song Hao. There was no need for her to bother with that kind of scum anymore.

She knew exactly what he was planning.

It's just that he found out that Zhao Zichi was not his biological son, and then he wanted to set his sights on her again.

If Zhao Zichi were still alive, people like Song Hao probably wouldn't care whether Song Fuyu was dead or alive.

Seeing her resolute and stern expression, Chen Guoxing didn't know what to say.

Whether out of his own selfish desires or out of concern for her as an ordinary elder, he did not want Fu Yu to have any contact with people like Song Hao again.

..........

The next day, before Yan Ziyuan went to the Public Security Bureau, Chen Yunjie came to him on his own.

He knocked on the closed door. Song Fuyu heard the sound, put down the cabbage in his hand, and hurriedly got up and ran out of the kitchen. Yan Ziyuan was in the kitchen kneading dough. They were going to make dumplings in the evening.

The door opened, and Chen Yunjie looked at the girl in front of him, stunned for a moment.

In his mind, he recalled the little girl he met at the Public Security Bureau.

At that time, the other person was skinny, pale, with dry yellow hair and wrapped in gauze. He was completely different from the person who appeared in front of him now.

The girl in front of me has bright eyes, white teeth, fair skin, and is as beautiful as a fairy.

If her facial features had not changed much, Chen Yunjie would have found it difficult to match her with the girl he met a year ago.

"Are you Comrade Song?"

"It's me."

"I'm Chen Yunjie, Yan Ziyuan's comrade-in-arms. A year ago, I was in charge of Song Hao's case at the Public Security Bureau. Do you remember?"

"Of course I remember."

"Comrade Chen, please go in first. Ziyuan is in the kitchen kneading dough."

"Is it true? He can cook?"

When Song Fuyu heard this, he just smiled and said nothing.

I guess anyone who knows Yan Ziyuan would be surprised and unbelievable when they hear that he can cook.