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By the time the dress was finished, it was completely dark.

Fu Yao twisted his slightly sore neck, looking at the pants and skirt hanging on the clothes rack with delight in his eyes.

"Finished?" Hearing the sewing machine inside fall silent, Cheng Ji pushed open the door and came in.

Fu Yao nodded, his joy evident on his face.

Cheng Ji followed her gaze, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"You did it so fast!"

"It's alright, I've only made two!" Fu Yao scratched his face, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"That's really fast, only a few hours. And to me, these pants look no different from the ready-made clothes sold outside."

Cheng Ji was quite discerning; at a glance, he could tell that Fu Yao had made improvements in many details.

"You're just trying to coax me." Fu Yao pouted, then happily took out the clothes she had made yesterday from the wardrobe.

"Look, this is how I'm going to put together this outfit..." Fu Yao enthusiastically showed Cheng Ji the results she had worked on over the past two days.

Cheng Ji looked at the well-matched and innovatively designed clothes in front of her, her eyes full of appreciation.

"Fu Yao, have you ever thought about studying fashion design systematically? I think you're really talented."

Cheng Ji looked into Fu Yao's bright eyes and said very seriously.

The way Fu Yao looked when he was introducing the clothes was one of confidence and happiness he had never seen before.

"Huh? Can I do it too?" Fu Yao was taken aback when he heard this.

Although she has decided to take the college entrance examination three years from now, she has not really thought about what direction she will choose after passing the exam.

Cheng Ji's words were like a gust of wind, clearing away a piece of the thick cloud in front of her eyes.

"Of course you can. Every university now has quotas for worker-peasant-soldier students. You've completed high school and have the dual status of being a martyr's family member and a military family member, so you're fully qualified to apply."

"However, this year's admissions have already ended. If you'd like, I can help you keep track of the relevant matters."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yao's calm heart began to stir.

After graduating from high school, she did apply to the brigade for worker-peasant-soldier university programs. But each time, she was rejected for various reasons.

Later, after she became a substitute teacher at the village primary school, she gradually put the matter of reading into her heart.

Unexpectedly, years later, she heard support from the man in front of her.

Although Fu Yao had already decided to take the college entrance examination three years from now, Cheng Ji's words still gave her a clearer goal.

She enjoys making clothes and the joy of turning her ideas into reality.

"Cheng Ji, I need to think about it." Fu Yao lowered his eyes and touched his stomach.

"Okay, no rush." ​​Cheng Ji gently patted Fu Yao's head.

"You must be hungry after cooking for so long. I've already prepared the food."

Cheng Ji knew that Fu Yao needed time to consider things, and he didn't want to pressure her. In any case, as long as Fu Yao wanted to, he would do everything he could to help her.

But now, he just hopes that Fu Yao can eat his fill every day and take good care of his health.

"You even cooked?" A hint of surprise flashed across Fu Yao's face.

"Well, after I finished turning the soil, I saw you were still working, so I went to the kitchen. I made some dumpling soup, I don't know if you like it?"

Cheng Ji nodded and pulled Fu Yao outside.

"Eat!" He didn't feel it while working, but now that he stopped, Fu Yao felt so hungry he could eat a whole cow.

Cheng Ji had turned the ground in the southwest corner of the house very neatly. Fu Yao looked at it and gave Cheng Ji a thumbs up repeatedly.

"This soil has been turned over so well that I'm tempted to go to the service center right now to buy seeds."

Fu Yao rubbed his hands together, looking at the four rows of land in front of him, already deciding what to plant.

Bok choy, white radish, and Chinese cabbage are all must-plants. If you also plant some garlic and scallions, the vegetables will be ready.

Cheng Ji stood aside and silently took notes.

"Okay, I'll go buy it tomorrow."

"No rush."

Fu Yao planned to go to Liao Haixia's vegetable garden after dinner to take a look and ask her about the planting methods she should pay attention to.

After all, she's from the South, and the things grown in Beijing are definitely not exactly the same as in the South.

The dumpling soup was sweet and sour, which suited Fu Yao's taste perfectly, and she drank two large bowls in a row.

"If you like it, I'll make it again tomorrow." Cheng Ji said with a smile, seeing Fu Yao's lingering interest.

"Okay!" Fu Yao nodded, sticking out his tongue shyly.

After dinner, Cheng Ji was still thinking about Sun Qianqian's situation; he needed to talk to Qian Gang about it.

Just then, Fu Yao was going next door to ask Liao Haixia for advice, so the two of them tidied up and went out.

"Sister Haixia, are you there?" Liao Haixia's door was wide open, but Fu Yao still knocked on the door and stood at the door waiting for Liao Haixia to answer.

"Hey, Xiao Fu, you're here! Have you eaten yet?" Liao Haixia was working hard in the kitchen when she heard the voice and quickly ran out.

"I've eaten, I've eaten." Fu Yao reached out to support Liao Haixia, who had run over. Seeing that she was covered in sweat, he took a handkerchief out of his pocket.

Wipe your sweat.

"Oh, no need, no need. Your handkerchief is perfectly clean. Don't get it dirty." Liao Haixia grabbed the handkerchief from her apron and casually wiped her face.

"What do you want from me? I've been busy managing these brats these past few days and haven't had a chance to see you."

Liao Haixia pointed to several children playing in the main room.

"Oh, I just wanted to see how you grow your own plot of land. Cheng Ji and I also want to grow some vegetables. Are there any points we should pay attention to?" Fu Yao humbly asked Liao Haixia for advice.

"Her dad, look after this pot."

When it came to farming, Liao Haixia's eyes lit up. She stopped cooking and pulled Fu Yao toward her private plot.

"You've come to the right person for this kind of land."

Liao Haixia pulled Fu Yao aside and shared her experience with her. Fu Yao already knew how to farm, and after listening to Liao Haixia, she had a general idea of ​​what to do.

"Okay, Sister Haixia, thank you. I think I understand now." Fu Yao smiled happily, holding the seeds given to him by Liao Haixia.

"It's alright, I'll come help you tomorrow." Liao Haixia waved her hand enthusiastically.

Fu Yao returned home with light steps; Cheng Ji was already back.

"Is the matter resolved?"

Cheng Ji nodded. "I've already explained everything. I expect we'll know the truth tomorrow."

Fu Yao nodded, a smile spreading across his face.

If they can find Sun Qianqian's lover, they can deal a heavy blow to the Sun family. It's time to avenge her past life's grudge.

Fu Yao looked at the dark, overcast sky above, which seemed to be on the verge of a storm.