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

Chapter 718 You're right, there's no hurdle you can't overcome.

The next morning, before dawn, Liu's mother got up.

I'm preparing to cook porridge, make scallion pancakes, and thinking of my niece who's visiting for the first time and my prospective son-in-law who's finally coming to visit, I'm also planning to make a shredded radish salad.

Fu Yancheng gets up early every day to exercise. Hearing the noise, he came out of the house: "Auntie, why are you up so early?"

Mother Liu was in a good mood: "Once I'm awake, I can't fall back asleep. I'll get up and make you all something delicious."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yancheng said, "I'll go to the back and get some firewood."

Mother Liu did not refuse and replied with a smile, "Okay."

Fu Yancheng moved quickly and returned with firewood in no time: "Auntie, I'm going for a morning run, I'll be back in a bit."

Fu's mother smiled and waved to him, "Go on, go on, this meal will take a while."

After leaving the courtyard, Fu Yancheng made his way to the parking spot at the bottom of the slope in the dark. He took two cloth bags out of the trunk and made his way towards the cowshed.

He used to go there in the middle of the night, but last night Zhao Dujuan was staying in the room next to his.

He had good hearing, and he couldn't tell if the girl couldn't sleep because she was in a different place or because she was thinking about something. Anyway, she kept tossing and turning. He waited for a long time, but she still hadn't fallen asleep, so he changed his strategy and went over early in the morning.

It's already November, and because it's getting colder, people in the village no longer need to go out to work early in the morning.

So no one would go to the cowshed early in the morning, which saved him the risk of being discovered by his in-laws if he climbed over the wall in the middle of the night.

It's not that I don't trust them, it's just that the fewer people who know about this, the better, so they don't have to worry.

To his surprise, the door to the cowshed was opened as soon as he arrived.

Then Kang Yuanwei's voice came through: "Come in quickly." Fu Yancheng said in a low voice: "How did you know I was here?"

Kang Yuanwei took the cloth bag from his hand: "I saw the car parked at the bottom of Liujiapo last night, and I thought it must be you. Since you didn't come over in the middle of the night, I guessed you would come over in the morning if nothing unexpected happened."

Judging from his current condition, he must have recovered: "Are you fully healed?"

Kang Yuankang looked at his parents and son sleeping on the kang: "You are right. There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome. We have not yet avenged A-Yue. We cannot simply leave Xiao Ze to our parents and let them bury their child, adding insult to injury."

"That's the right way to think. If you're not afraid of death, why be afraid of living? Everything will be alright."

"Yancheng, thank you all. I will remember your kindness. If I ever have the chance to rise again, I will repay your kindness in return."

“What are you saying? You’re a few years older than us and you’ve taken good care of us before. Now that you’re down on your luck, it’s only right that we help you out. If you keep being polite to us, we can’t be brothers anymore.”

Kang Yuanwei didn't say anything more, but raised his hand and patted Fu Yancheng on the shoulder: "Brother, thanks."

The Kang family elders and Xiaoze were still asleep, so he didn't stay any longer: "Put your things away carefully. There's a can of malted milk powder inside; use it to help them recover. I'll be leaving now."

Kang Yuanwei felt a warmth in his heart, but he didn't say anything more polite: "Be careful."

Although it's cold and fewer people are out early in the morning, some villagers who haven't gathered enough firewood for the winter still head up the mountain early.

Fu Yancheng naturally knew what he was worried about: "Okay."

Watching Fu Yancheng leave, Kang Yuanwei checked the contents of the bag, kept a small portion, and carried the rest out of the cowshed. He went to the hole behind the house, removed the camouflage thorns, and hid the contents inside.

He thought to himself: If he could ever turn his life around, he would definitely repay the kindness that helped him in his time of need.

(End of this chapter)