Having already received a definite answer, Yan Ziyuan did not stay any longer. He had to give Xiaoyu some space. After all, her face was almost red.

When Jin Kai came back from work, before he even entered the house, he heard Yan Ziyuan humming some unknown tune, and he immediately got goose bumps all over his body.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Could it be that the guy next door agrees to date you?"

"No."

"No? Ahahaha, good! Great! The devil girl does have personality."

"I never thought that there would be a day when you, Yan Ziyuan, would not be able to get what you want."

Jin Kai did not feel sad for him at all. Instead, he felt a little gloating. After all, such moments did not come often.

In the past, he was the most favored person in the Yan family in the compound. Whether it was the elders in his family or his brothers and sisters, they all gave in to him.

In addition, his fighting skills are relatively high, and the children in the compound dare not compete with him for anything. It can be said that as long as he wants, there is nothing he cannot get.

He didn't expect that when he arrived in Shanhe Village, there would be someone who could humiliate him. It was really satisfying.

"Okay, put away that worthless smile on your face."

"Although she hasn't agreed yet, she is already my potential partner."

"Huh? Can you make an appointment in advance?"

"You are just a young boy, of course you don't understand adult matters."

Yan Ziyuan ignored his teasing and continued to sit on the chair, humming a tuneless song to himself.

Whether it was the expression on his face or his overall physical condition, they all reflected his good mood at the moment.

Song Fuyu, who was sitting next door, thought about what Yan Ziyuan had just said. His original hesitation had disappeared completely, and he felt more happy now.

She controlled the expression on her face and tried to act normal.

"Is Song Fuyu here? There is a letter for you."

"exist!"

She wiped the water off her hands and trotted out of the kitchen.

"Hello, comrade. I am Song Fuyu."

"Can you please show me your ID?"

This was the first time he sent something to Song Fuyu. To be cautious, he usually needed to verify the other party's information the first time.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it for you right away."

I went back to the room and took out the household registration book.

For her, the biggest benefit of going to the countryside, besides being able to stay away from Song Hao and Liu Qiaoyu, was that she could move her household registration out separately.

Although she is now a rural resident, it doesn't matter to her. As long as she has no relationship with Song Hao and the others, it's a good thing.

After confirming the identity, the postman took the items out of the green shoulder bag he was carrying.

"There is a package pick-up notice, a remittance slip, and a letter. Just sign your name on them to confirm that everything is correct."

The postman handed her the pen and the receipt.

Song Fuyu took it and quickly signed his name.

"You need to bring your receipt and ID to the post office to pick up the money and the package. You can't take anything away."

"Okay, I see. Thanks for the reminder."

After sending the postman away, she returned to her room with the letter and receipt.

He did not rush to open the letter, but instead read the other two pieces of paper carefully first.

This was the first time she had seen a receipt from this era. Most of the content on it was handwritten, and after being transferred through a layer of copy paper, the handwriting had become a little blurry. Fortunately, the handwriting was neat and could still be clearly discerned.

The package receipt says that the items include food, clothes, shoes...

The remittance slip stated that there was fifty yuan.

It goes without saying that it was her godfather who went shopping for her again.

Put the two documents away and unfold the letter.

The first part of the letter was just greetings, but the middle part was basically the godfather complaining that she didn't call him back.

At the end of the letter, he also emphasized that she should write him at least twice a month, and if she had no money or was short of clothes or other things, she must tell him, and he would send her 50 yuan every month for living expenses.

After reading it, Song Fuyu couldn't hide the smile on his face.

The feeling of being remembered by others is really a happy one.

The package and money can only be collected in town after two days of holiday.

While there is still time, in addition to a few sets of clothes, prepare some food for godfather and send it over.

He ate in the factory cafeteria most of the time, and when he missed the factory meals, he would go to the state-owned restaurant. But there were always times when he missed both, so he had to prepare something that was easy to eat and could be stored for a long time.

The next day after work, Song Fuyu grabbed Tong Youyou, who was about to go back to the kang to secretly read a book, and kept her in the kitchen.

"Youyou, I plan to make something for my family and send it back. Can you help me cut some meat?"

"Okay, no problem."

Then she went next door and called Yan Ziyuan.

Anyway, he will be her partner in the future, so it shouldn't be a big problem to order him around now.

"Xiao Yu~"

When they were going to date yesterday, she called him Xiao Yu, and this name made her miss him very much.

I haven't heard from them since my parents passed away.

She couldn't remember what the original owner's mother called her. But Song Hao and Liu Qiaoyu would call her Song Fuyu directly when they were in a good mood, and when they were in a bad mood, they would call her a dead girl, a rag... all kinds of ugly names, countless.

"Are you busy now?"

"It's okay, go ahead."

He was so happy that she came to see him, how could anything happen to her?

"I want to make an earthen oven. Can you help me get some clay?"

She could actually go by herself, but she also had to marinate the meat and prepare other things, and was afraid that she would not have enough time, so she thought of asking him for help.

"Okay, go back and rest first, I'll go to the mountain and dig some for you later."

At noon, Song Fuyu was pickling meat in the kitchen. When he came back from work in the afternoon, he saw a small semicircular yellow mound of earth in the corner outside the kitchen.

"You're all done? Great!"

When Yan Ziyuan heard the voice, he immediately turned around to look.

Phew~

When Song Fuyu saw his look at this moment, he couldn't help laughing.

He always looked clean before, but now his hands, clothes and face were all covered with mud, which was really funny.