I stayed in Qin City for more than two weeks and only returned to the village when the New Year was approaching.

Yan Ziyuan would not come back until the early morning of the day before the New Year, so Song Fuyu decided to host a dinner for everyone on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, which was the day after the New Year in the north.

She went to the team leader's house carrying a pound of pork, a bottle of white wine bought from the supply and marketing cooperative, and half a pound of hard candy for the children.

It was snowing heavily and almost no one was walking outside.

He shouted loudly several times at the gate of Wang's courtyard, and only then did the people inside hear him.

"Hey, Song Zhiqing, it's snowing so hard. Why are you here? Come inside and warm up."

Tian Qiaoxiang opened the gate and invited Song Fuyu into the house.

"Aunt Tian, ​​is Uncle Wang home?"

"At home, it's snowing so hard, and there's nowhere to go. I've been staying on the kang the whole time."

"I came back from the city and brought some New Year gifts for you and Uncle Wang. Don't think it's too little."

"What are you talking about, kid? Are your uncle Wang and I so distant?"

Tian Qiaoxiang did not refuse and readily accepted the things Song Fuyu brought.

"Don't go back home to cook lunch today, just eat at our house. You were busy before, and you weren't at home when I went to talk to you. So just stay and chat with us at noon today."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Tian."

Wang Zhiyong, who was lying on the kang, heard the noise and came out of the room.

"Song Zhiqing, you're not going to the city these two days, right?"

"No, but I'll have to trouble you to write me a letter of introduction to Beijing. I'll be leaving on the 26th, and I'm expected to return to the village on the 8th or 9th."

"Aren't you going with the army? Not with your husband?"

"I have a lot of stuff, so I have to come back to pack it up and transport it over."

"Uncle Wang, Aunt Tian, ​​are you free on the 25th? I'd like to invite you to have a simple meal at my home."

"available."

"Is it lunch or dinner? I'll go over early to help you."

"For dinner, just come over and eat the ready-made food. I've asked Tong Zhiqing and Wang Zhiqing to help."

"Ah, in the blink of an eye, you are leaving."

"Don't be afraid of you laughing at me. I wanted you to be our daughter-in-law at first, but unfortunately our third child doesn't have this blessing."

"Auntie Tian, ​​you are joking. Third Brother Wang is still young. He will definitely meet someone more suitable than me in the future."

"He... is obsessed with Xia Zhiqing. It's no use talking to your Uncle Wang. He won't listen. I'll just ignore him and let him do whatever he wants."

In Tian Qiaoxiang's heart, Song Fuyu naturally made her most satisfied.

Not only is she beautiful, but she is also very capable and is good at everything inside and outside the house.

Xia Zhiqing is certainly not bad, but they come from a rural family and cannot keep him. Unfortunately, the third child in their family just can't understand.

Song Fuyu also knew something about the matter between Wang Xiaowen and Xia Lan, but she was an outsider and it was not convenient for her to say more.

After eating at Wang’s house, I went to several homes of people I was familiar with.

Finally, she even called Aunt Yang and her husband. After all, Aunt Yang was determined to bring her together with Yan Ziyuan.

Although they were in a free love relationship and were attracted to each other, Yan Ziyuan still had to give Aunt Yang the red envelope that he promised to the matchmaker if they were together. He couldn't go back on his word.

..........

Yan Ziyuan knocked on the door again at almost twelve o'clock in the night. This time, Song Fuyu was quite moved.

This should be the last time she opened the door for him so late in Shanhe Village.

If you come here again after that, it will basically be two people traveling together, and this house will soon become someone else's home.

"Wife, I remember one night when you opened the door for me, you were also wearing a skirt with very little fabric. I was holding it in, and when I turned around to go to the next door, my nose was bleeding."

"rogue!"

"I was wondering why you looked so flustered at that time. It turns out that your mind is full of yellow garbage."

"I'm not a gangster now, I'm your man now."

He wanted to go up and hug her, but thinking that he had just come in from outside and felt a little cold, he held back.

"Go take a shower first. There's hot water in the kitchen. You can't take a cold shower. Do you hear me?"

"You are my wife now, why do you need to take a cold shower?"

"You'd better shut up!"

This person really is the one who starts talking nonsense when he disagrees with something.

"Wife, we are so close, why are you still so shy?"

"Go take a shower!"

Song Fuyu pushed him out of the room directly.

After getting the marriage certificate, Yan Ziyuan especially liked to tease her because he found that his wife was particularly shy.

When she is shy, her face turns red and looks very cute, like a little apple.

But after she becomes shy, if you say one more word, she will turn into a furry little cat, just like now... Anyway, she is so cute no matter what.

While he was taking a shower, Song Fuyu's eyelids began to droop.

When Yan Ziyuan finished his shower and returned to his room, he found that his wife had fallen asleep, lying on the quilt with a pillow in her arms...

I helped her adjust her sleeping position, turned off the kerosene lamp, lay down under the quilt, hugged her, and fell asleep.

The next day, when Yan Ziyuan woke up, Song Fuyu was still sleeping soundly.

I wanted to continue holding her and wait for her to wake up before getting up together.

But when he thought that today was the Little New Year and he would have to entertain acquaintances for dinner tomorrow, Yan Ziyuan quietly moved out of the quilt and got off the kang.

After washing up in the bathroom, he took a look at the situation in the house. Seeing that his wife showed no signs of waking up, he turned around and went up the mountain.

At half past seven, Song Fuyu called out Yan Ziyuan's name with sleepy eyes.

I called out several times, but got no response.

If it weren't for the coat he wore yesterday hanging on the hanger, she would almost think she dreamed that he came back last night.

"Wife, you're awake."

"You went up the mountain so early?"

"Well, just treat it as morning exercise."

"I caught a wild goat. I'll eat some today, and the rest will be just enough to entertain guests tomorrow."

"That's fine. I originally asked Jin Kai to keep a few wild rabbits, but now we don't need to do that."

"He dares to go up the mountain in the middle of winter?"

"Don't underestimate him. After finding a partner, he has become much more mature and knows how to make money to support his family."

“Tsk tsk~~”

"Yes, it seems that the child has really grown up."