1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 354 They each have their own agendas; it wouldn't be good for them to favor any one of them.

Fu Yancheng was in a good mood, but when he heard his third sister-in-law's irritating words, his face turned cold: "Third sister-in-law, don't say such ambiguous things anymore. It's annoying to hear too much of it."

Zhang Yurong truly didn't expect her brother-in-law to embarrass her in front of the family: "Fourth brother, no matter what, I am still your sister-in-law. Your words are too harsh."

Fu Yancheng glanced at Fu Yanhong next to Zhang Yurong: "Third brother, do you still keep in touch with Sister Ruyan? I heard she's not doing too well these days. You two grew up together. When you were little, Sister Ruyan said she wanted to marry you when she grew up."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanhong quickly looked up: "Fourth brother, don't talk nonsense."

Fu Yancheng raised an eyebrow at him: "What, not pretending to be a quail anymore? You really don't feel the pain until the knife cuts you."

Upon hearing his fourth brother's words, Fu Yanhong looked guilty and said, "Fourth brother, although your third sister-in-law had her own selfish motives, she was ultimately thinking of you. Marrying a wife with a rural household registration who doesn't have a job will be too much of a burden when you have children."

Fu Yancheng rolled his eyes at him: "What kind of man can't support his wife and children? You don't need to worry about my affairs. Also, I hope this is the last time you say such unpleasant things in front of me. And when my wife comes into the family, don't say anything you shouldn't say in front of her, otherwise I'll drag Third Brother to spar with me every day when I come home."

Fu Yanhong immediately backed down: "No, no, no, we promise not to interfere in your affairs from now on. As for sparring, forget it, my body can't handle it."

After saying that, he nudged Zhang Yurong next to him with his elbow, signaling her to speak.

Zhang Yurong had initially thought there was little hope, but she was still thinking of giving it one last try. In her heart, she could still distinguish between what was important and what was not. No matter how close her cousin was, she couldn't be closer than her own husband: "Your third brother is right. Now that you've made your decision, I will definitely not interfere anymore."

However, what I was really thinking was: Just wait, you'll regret it one day. What help can a country girl give you?

My cousin Jiang Xiaoya is the most beautiful girl in the army's communications company. Putting everything else aside, her pretty face makes her stand out wherever she goes. My brother-in-law has no brains to choose such a good cousin and insists on marrying a country woman.

Mr. and Mrs. Fu remained silent, each with their own thoughts, and it wouldn't be good for them to favor one over the other.

Just then, someone ran into the yard: "Deputy Factory Director Fu, your sister-in-law just called and said that the old man has a cough and can't go today. She told you to make your own arrangements." Fu's father didn't look too good. Even though there was a phone at home, he insisted on calling from a public phone booth, as if he was afraid others wouldn't know: "Ruzhi, you pack first. I'll go make a call and ask about the situation."

Madam Fu nodded.

A short while later, Mr. Fu came out and said, "It's nothing serious. My cough has flared up again, and I'm worried that it might get worse."

In a single sentence, everyone understands.

After dinner, Fu Yancheng urged again, "Mom and Dad, I've prepared everything. Would you like to take a look at it first so you have a better idea of ​​what to expect?"

Looking at her son who kept checking his watch, Fu's mother thought to herself, "This son is really no good. He hasn't even brought a wife home yet, and look at how anxious he is. It's unbearable to watch."

Mr. Fu brought out two bottles of Moutai that he had treasured for a long time: "Take this with you. When your brothers proposed marriage before, I also brought this. It's the same for you."

This is good stuff, so Fu Yancheng didn't refuse: "Thank you, Dad."

As Fu's mother came out of the house carrying her bag, she heard her son ask, "Mom, are you all packed?"

Even Fu's mother was amused by his words: "Alright, let's go. I'm afraid you'll get impatient with me if I dawdle any longer."

Fu Yancheng then said with a hint of embarrassment, "If you guys hadn't been urging me to get married, would I be in such a hurry?"

After saying that, he picked up the two bottles of Moutai and ran away.

Mr. Fu smiled and shook his head, glancing at his wife beside him: "Let's go, your son will be nagging you again soon."