This is Han Zhenyu’s second time entering the space.
Because he was so shocked the first time and all his attention was on his wife, he had no time to pay attention to the details of the surrounding environment.
Coming here again, Han Zhenyu looked at this exquisite house carefully and felt that the tiled houses he built had done his wife a disservice.
Su Xieqiu took him around the room and first introduced the items in the space and the rules for use.
"These food and daily necessities can be copied once a month, but if they are not used this month, they will not be accumulated, which is equivalent to wasting an opportunity."
Su Xieqiu peeled a banana and handed it to Han Zhenyu, saying with some regret: "The ghost messenger said that the things here can only be eaten and used, or given as gifts, but not sold. If you exchange something for money, it will be gone in the future and will not be reproduced."
Han Zhenyu took a bite of the banana and remembered what his wife once told him: if he wanted to ask for a favor, he should take something from the storage room and not spend money indiscriminately. Now he finally understood.
He asked, "Wife, did you buy this house yourself?"
Su Xieqiu nodded. "I just got the house last year, renovated it this year, and just moved in not long ago. I woke up and found myself here."
Han Zhenyu walked around the room again, took a closer look at the decoration of the living room, and asked, "Wife, how much will a house like this cost in a few decades?"
Su Xieqiu sat cross-legged on the large sofa in the living room, holding a turtle pillow in his arms.
"The full amount was 3 million. I worked for five years and saved nearly 2 million. I paid half of the down payment. The remaining 1.5 million was borrowed from the bank for ten years."
Su Xieqiu roughly calculated and said to Han Zhenyu, "Adding the interest for ten years, I have to pay the bank about 2 million. The decoration cost less than 300,000. So, the total cost of this house is nearly 4 million."
Han Zhenyu fell silent after hearing this. His monthly salary was only a few dozen yuan, plus the money from reselling goods, he could earn at most 200 yuan.
At this rate, he will never be able to afford such a house in his lifetime.
Han Zhenyu asked hesitantly, "Wife, what do you do for a living? You make so much money, you've made 2 million in five years."
"I work for a foreign company. When I first graduated, my salary was not high. It was only about 100,000 yuan in the first year, 300,000 yuan in the second year, and more than 600,000 yuan in the third year. Before I came here, my annual salary was about 800,000 yuan."
Seeing that he was silent with a look of shame on his face, Su Xieqiu remembered that he had forgotten to tell him about the inflation in recent years.
She smiled and pulled him to sit on the sofa, and told him in detail about the economic changes over the years.
“In another seven or eight years, the country will resume the college entrance examination and begin reform and opening up, not only relaxing economic controls but also encouraging enterprises and individuals to innovate and develop.
The following decades were also the golden age of China's economic take-off. Foreign-funded enterprises flocked to China to invest, making our country the second largest economy in the world.
Because the country provided good policies, many trendsetters emerged in that era…”
Su Xieqiu also told him about some major events that had happened in recent years, including the wave of layoffs in the 1990s.
Han Zhenyu's blood boiled after hearing this. He also understood why his wife urged him to study so hard. She really cared about his future.
Han Zhenyu looked at the bookshelves in the living room, which were filled with all kinds of books. He asked, "Wife, are you a college student?"
"Yes, I graduated from Shaanxi Jiaotong University." Su Xieqiu leaned on his arms and said, "Let's study hard in the past few years. When the college entrance examination is resumed, we will apply to the best universities. The first batch of universities has a very high gold content, and it can also accumulate connections, which will be a great help whether you go into business or politics in the future."
"I am 21 years old this year. In seven years, I will be 28. Will I still be allowed to take the college entrance examination?"
Han Zhenyu felt that his wife was a college student, and he would definitely work hard to be worthy of her.
But I don’t know whether the school would accept him at that time, after all, his age is there.
"The requirements for the first college entrance examination were very lenient. You will definitely pass it." Su Xieqiu gave him a reassurance and told him his thoughts.
"After the reform and opening up, many foreign companies will invest in China. In the future, whether it is international communication or business cooperation, English will be used more frequently. I used to work in a foreign company, and my English is pretty good. When I have free time, I will teach you English."
"Wife, I will listen to you." Han Zhenyu now looks at her with new eyes. He didn't expect his wife to be so capable.
He secretly made up his mind that he would work harder in the future and never let his wife dislike him.
The couple sat on the large sofa and talked about their future plans.
Han Zhenyu also learned about Su Xieqiu's family and felt even more sorry for her.
Neither side has met reliable parents. His wife is so pitiful. I will definitely be extra nice to her in the future.
Su Xieqiu leaned in his arms and said lazily, "Aren't you going on a business trip to Hai City in a few days? When you go, go to the department store over there and see if there are any clothes similar to the ones in my closet? If there are, I'll wear them out or give them away. There are two opportunities every month. It would be a waste if I don't use them."
Su Xieqiu is a relatively conservative person. Most of the clothes he bought in the past were quite conventional. The most revealing ones were a few off-shoulder dresses and the suspender pajamas he wore in summer.
Han Zhenyu was holding his soft and fragrant wife in his arms, feeling a little distracted.
His wife was wearing an exquisite light pink pajamas today, and she had smeared something on her body and head, but she had a seductive sweetness that made him unable to resist getting excited.
Su Xieqiu sat on his lap, her hands loosely around his neck, her head resting on his shoulder, and was talking to him in a casual manner.
She suddenly felt something was wrong beneath her body, as if something was pressing against her thigh.
Before Su Xieqiu could react, her hand had already reached down. When she touched what it was, her face suddenly turned red.
"Han Zhenyu, you have no shame." She cursed angrily.
Han Zhenyu chuckled, and his hands around her waist reached under her clothes, and he said in a low voice: "Wife, I can't help myself."
Su Xieqiu tried to break free, but Han Zhenyu's hands held her tightly like an iron arm, making her unable to move.
Han Zhenyu smiled softly and whispered in her ear: "Wife, I just touched the big bed in your room. It's so springy and soft. How about we try to see what it feels like to do it on it?"
Su Xieqiu was embarrassed and annoyed, "Han Zhenyu, do you have anything to do? You think about that all day long."
"Wife, you have to understand me, because I can't help myself when I'm with you." Han Zhenyu said, and quickly carried her into the bedroom.
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