The next day, Song Fuyu slept until half past eleven.

After waking up, I didn't rush to get up. I just tossed around in bed. I haven't slept so well in a long time.

She had replaced the curtains with dark-colored, less light-transparent fabric. If she didn't open the curtains, the room would be pitch dark and she wouldn't even notice the sun shining brightly outside. This was her favorite sleeping environment.

She lay down until twelve o'clock, and even though she didn't want to get up, she had to get up because she was hungry...her stomach had already started to rumble.

After washing up, I took out some dried seafood from the space and soaked them.

For lunch, I made some seafood fried noodles and had it with seaweed egg drop soup.

The advantage of going to Guangzhou is that I can take out some local specialties from time to time, and ask what I brought back last time. Fortunately, Ziyuan almost never asks about the things that appear at home.

"Wife~"

Yan Ziyuan found Song Fuyu with white paint on his face in the kitchen.

The first time he saw her with a white face, he thought his wife was allergic to the toothpaste and almost took her to the infirmary for a check-up.

Later she explained that the facial mask she applied had the effect of whitening the skin.

After that, there were all kinds of "homemade facial masks", almost different every day, some of which were even fragrant and smelled particularly good.

"Are you tired?"

"How about I cook lunch today?"

"Alright, I'll leave it to you."

"I want to eat fried noodles for lunch today. Cook the noodles and rinse them with cold water. Cut the ingredients as needed. I'm going to wash my face."

"Um... aren't you here to cook with me?"

"You go ahead and I'll go to the bathroom to wash the stuff off my face, then go back to the room to wipe my face. I'll be with you when I'm done."

After saying that, she turned and left the kitchen.

Yan Ziyuan really wanted to complain, but he didn't dare.

Whenever his wife has free time, she spends a lot of time tinkering with her face. By the time she comes back from skin care, he may have already prepared lunch.

Just as he thought, when Song Fuyu came out of the room again, he had already started cooking seaweed and egg soup.

"Oh, it smells so good, are you done?"

Yan Ziyuan looked at her with a hint of resentment, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Hey, I really sped up today."

“Should I believe it?”

"Of course, I just wiped my face, I didn't even put any perfume on my body."

She held her arm close to his face and motioned for him to smell it to prove that she was telling the truth.

"Okay, I believe you, isn't that enough?"

"Go sit in the living room. We'll have dinner when I finish cooking the soup."

"I'll bring the fried noodles over."

Looking at the fried noodles in his hand, Song Fuyu couldn't help swallowing.

She likes this kind of noodles with various ingredients added to it, including dried shrimp, oysters, squid, bean sprouts, shredded carrots, shredded onions... and served with green vegetables, which is delicious.

"Why don't you just eat it if you're hungry?"

Yan Ziyuan brought out two bowls of soup and saw that she was staring at the fried noodles on the table without moving her chopsticks.

"Do you want to wait for me to eat with you?"

"Here I come, let's get started."

Only after he sat down did Song Fuyu start to eat.

“It’s so delicious. No matter how cooked the food outside is, it doesn’t taste like home.”

"If you like it, I'll make more for you during this time."

"Woo~ I have to go to Qin City on Monday and come back on Thursday."

"......"

The noodles that Yan Ziyuan had just put into his mouth suddenly choked in his throat.

Oh...what should I do if my wife is too busy?

"In fact, I promised Grandpa and Dad that I would go back and live with them for a while after I'm done with my work."

"......"

Now it’s not that the appetite has disappeared, it’s at the level of a heart attack.

"It's okay. I'll go home when you're on a mission. This way it won't take up the time we spend together."

"If you're worried about me taking the train alone, I can ask my dad to buy me a plane ticket. He'll agree."

After dinner, Yan Ziyuan went to wash the dishes, and Song Fuyu sorted and put away the things he brought back from Guangzhou. In addition to the things he kept for himself, he also gave a few small bags to Uncle Li, Xiaobai, Huazi and others.

As for the studio employees, I didn't bring anything back for them as there are too many of them. I plan to give each of them a mid-year red envelope as a reward when I pay their salaries at the end of the month.

Other prizes are all fake, and they probably prefer this kind of direct and rough reward method. At least her former employees all hoped that the company would give them money directly instead of giving them extra things.

"Is this what you brought for everyone?"

After washing the dishes, Yan Ziyuan squatted on the ground to help her sort them.

"They are basically fruits and dried seafood, brought to you for everyone to try."

“You should have eaten all of these, right?”

He came from a well-off family and had never been short of money. In addition, he often went on missions all over the country, so he must have seen a lot of things.

"I have never eaten this little thing, but I have tried all the others before."

"This is yellow peel, a little sour, you can taste it."

I picked one and wanted to give it to him, but he decisively refused.

Love that is too sweet, too sour or too bitter is not his love.

"Boss, sister-in-law, are you home?"

"Everyone is here, come in!"

Hearing the reply, Xiaobai pushed the door and walked in.

"What? What's going on in the middle of the day?"

"My sister-in-law is back, so I want to ask if you two are free tonight to have a simple meal at my house."

He is a family man now, so he doesn't have to follow his boss around for food all day long. He can also invite them to his home for dinner.

"Sure, I'm always available."

Song Fuyu's answer was the common answer of the couple, and there was no need to ask Yan Ziyuan any more.

"Okay, dinner will be served promptly at 6:30 p.m. You guys go ahead and get busy. I'm going home."

"Eh..."

"This guy, does he have Hot Wheels under his feet? He runs too fast. I wanted him to take back the specialties I prepared for their family."

"Give Huazi and the others to me, I'll take them to them now."

"We mainly give them fruits and snacks. We don't let them take any dry goods. Huazi and his family don't cook separately."

"If they don't recognize the fruit, remember to tell them how to eat it, don't just give it to them and leave."

After handing the things to him, Song Fuyu also took a large bag of things and went to Li's house.