After returning home, Song Fuyu did not rush into the space, but sat on the kang to plan what he needed to do in the next few days.

Today is Monday. I have to finish the plan and the clothes for Fang Mei before Friday. It would be best if I could also draw some colored clothing samples.

From her conversation with Zhao Da, she also knew that it was almost impossible for her to cooperate with the garment factory on her own unless she stayed in the factory to work, but this was obviously unrealistic.

She didn't know whether her grandfather could fight for her, but no matter whether he would succeed or not, she couldn't give up easily.

Her main purpose this time was to make her presence felt in the clothing factory and create opportunities for future cooperation. She was not considering the domestic market for the time being, after all, under the planned economy, individuals could not make decisions.

But if she can make the garment factory successful in earning foreign exchange, that's another matter.

After determining the time plan for the next few days, I entered the space.

I worked for three days in a row.

Making clothes, drawing patterns, and writing plans by hand are both physically and mentally demanding, and they make her exhausted.

On Thursday night, Song Fuyu did not enter the space.

Based on her understanding of Yan Ziyuan, he had taken two days off, Friday and Saturday, but he would definitely not waste Thursday night and would most likely knock on her door at eleven or twelve o'clock.

While waiting for him, Song Fuyu found an English textbook from this era from the space.

She bought these at the recycling station when she went to the county to look for Sun Miao. Fortunately, she found all the textbooks for not only English, but also other subjects, including junior and senior high school textbooks.

Although English classes were offered in junior high schools and high schools in this era, the class hours were extremely short and the textbooks were not written according to scientific foreign language teaching methods.

She took it out just to flip through it and pretend in front of Yan Ziyuan.

She had studied abroad for so many years and could speak English and French fluently. But with only a junior high school education, it was simply a fantasy to be able to speak a foreign language fluently.

Therefore, she could only read more English books in front of Yan Ziyuan and lie that she was self-taught.

As expected, Yan Ziyuan came over at 11:30 in the evening.

"Wife, why aren't you asleep yet? Go in quickly, don't catch a cold."

"I'm waiting for you, thinking you'll definitely come over tonight."

"You don't have to wait for me next time, just go to bed. I have the key, did you forget it?"

Well, she really didn't remember.

"Hurry up and lie down on the kang, don't freeze to death."

Yan Ziyuan pushed Song Fuyu, who was only wearing a suspender nightgown, back to bed and tucked her in carefully.

"There's hot water in the kitchen, take a shower first. Your pajamas are in the closet, get them yourself."

"Okay, don't worry about me, just lie down on the bed and I'll do it myself."

After taking a shower, Yan Ziyuan got into Song Fuyu's bed wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and held her in his arms.

"Wife, I miss you so much~"

"You called me that day and I asked you to wait a moment, but you hung up before I could finish my words."

Yan Ziyuan's tone was a little aggrieved. His wife was often so decisive and resolute...

Song Fuyu twisted his body in his arms so that his head could be further away from his chest.

"Don't move!"

Song Fuyu also clearly felt his change, "I don't want to move either, but can you loosen up a little first? It's too hard, I'm almost suffocating."

Yan Ziyuan loosened his grip slightly, but his hands were still around her waist.

Song Fuyu, who had gained some freedom, reached out and touched his hard chest.

"Don't you know why I hung up the phone?"

"Commander Li should have been next to you at the time. Are you sure it's appropriate to say something cheesy in front of him?"

"It doesn't matter. Mr. Li's son is about the same age as me. He is an experienced person and has seen the world."

"You are the only one who has many crooked ideas."

"It's twelve o'clock, turn off the lights, it's time to go to bed."

"Isn't what you want to say urgent?"

"No rush, Ming is the same."

Yan Ziyuan stood up, extinguished the kerosene lamp, and lay down again.

"Just sleep and don't move."

Yan Ziyuan pretended not to hear, but his hands under the quilt began to move.

He returned to the army on the first night of their marriage.

He finally got leave and came back. Now he held his lovely wife, who exuded a faint fragrance, in his arms. They were a legal couple. If he still acted like Liu Xiahui, was he still a human being?

Besides, neither of us has to go to work tomorrow, so we can sleep as long as we want. The more we think about it, the more our blood boils.

Without much thought, he directly adjusted Song Fuyu, who was originally lying sideways facing her, to a lying flat position, leaned over and covered her, interrupting her words that originally wanted him to sleep.

Yan Ziyuan still woke up on time at 5:30 in the morning.

Although I only slept for more than an hour, I didn't feel tired at all.

He looked at his wife sleeping in his arms and couldn't help but kiss her forehead.

"Woo~~ Stop it, I'm sleepy~"

She waved her hands randomly at the air beside her forehead, and then fell asleep again.

Yan Ziyuan enjoyed the time of holding her while sleeping, so he did not get up as usual and continued to lie in bed.

Perhaps influenced by the person sleeping next to him, he soon fell asleep again.

..........

"Sister Fu Yu hasn't gotten up yet. Is she sick? Should I knock on the door?"

Tong Youyou asked Jin Kai beside her anxiously.

"What time does she usually get up?"

"I woke up around nine at the latest, and it's almost time for lunch now."

Yan Ziyuan in the room had already woken up when they arrived.

He carefully moved out of the quilt, tucked in the quilt for Song Fuyu, and then got off the kang.

After putting on his clothes, he opened the door while the two people outside were hesitating whether to knock.

"Keep your voice down, she's still sleeping!"

Seeing Yan Ziyuan coming out, Jin Kai knew what was going on. He awkwardly pulled Tong Youyou, who wanted to ask more questions, and went back to the next room.

When he closed the door again and returned to the bedroom, Song Fuyu had already woken up to the sound of their rustling.

"What time is it?"

"It's almost twelve o'clock."

"Are you still sleepy? Do you want to sleep a little longer? I'll go make lunch and call you when it's ready."

"Okay then, I'll get up and wash up after you're done."

She huddled back into the quilt, hiding half of her head inside.

Too tiring! Even more tiring than a full day's work!

When we have dinner later, I must make some rules with this person, otherwise it will never end.

Her small body can't stand such torture.