With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

Chapter 212 The Peacock Spreads Its Tail - Song Yanzhou

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned the moment she picked up her parents from the train station!

The elderly couple got off the train and, without even glancing at her, put down their luggage and immediately joined her godparents' group.

As soon as Jiang Boxun entered the door, he started arguing with Qi Zhengli about whether to add two more pieces of furniture to the dowry. Su Wanqing pulled Liu Hong to start studying the pattern of the new quilt cover. The four of them were busy calculating, making lists, and checking the inventory around the living room table.

Jiang Zhiyu stood to the side—

Useless.

She interjected, "Um, I don't think it's necessary—"

The four elderly people all looked up at her, their eyes conveying the same message:

"What do you know?"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

She sighed and rubbed her forehead, then moved to sit down on the sofa.

"Is this my wedding or theirs?" she asked Seventeen in her heart.

Seventeen was overjoyed in his mind: [Host, you see, this has nothing to do with you, right?]

"...That's true. It's just that it has nothing to do with me."

She simply lay down, leaned back on the sofa, and closed her eyes to rest.

Since I can't help, I'll just be a quiet bystander.

The four elderly people acted as if she didn't exist and continued their heated discussion.

in the afternoon.

A series of hurried footsteps came from the courtyard gate.

Jiang Zhiyu looked up and saw—

The travel-worn, smiling man stood at the courtyard gate.

It's been many days since our last hasty farewell.

He was dressed casually, his hair was a little messy, he had noticeable stubble on his chin, and there were dark circles under his eyes—clearly he had rushed back and probably hadn't slept well on the train.

But the silly, cheerful look on his face—

Like a loyal dog waiting to be comforted.

His eyes were bright, and when he saw her, he stopped, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

Jiang Zhiyu wasn't being pretentious.

Walk over there—

I gave him a hug.

Song Yanzhou froze on the spot.

So excited he didn't know where to put his hands, they hovered in mid-air, and finally he carefully, as if holding some rare treasure, gently placed them on her back.

Jiang Zhiyu patted his back with amusement.

"Alright. Go back and wash up first, I'll wait for you in the yard."

Song Yanzhou nodded, nodding like a chick pecking at rice.

As he turned to walk inside, he glanced back at her once more, and then once more.

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

result--

Jiang Zhiyu only took a short nap.

Standing in front of him was Song Yanzhou, who was very proper and upright.

He'd changed into a military uniform, shaved his beard, combed his hair neatly, and even polished his shoes until they reflected his image. He looked as energetic as if he'd just stepped out of a magazine.

Jiang Zhiyu opened her eyes, and was stunned for a moment when she saw his posture.

"Seventeen, so fast?" she asked in her mind. "He can't be fast at everything, can he?"

Seventeen hesitated for three seconds, then couldn't help but ask: [Host, are you thinking of something inappropriate for children?]

Get lost! I didn't say that! Don't make inappropriate jokes in front of me!

Seventeen chuckled and ran off.

Song Yanzhou stretched out a hand.

Jiang Zhiyu paused for a moment, then extended her hand.

His palms were warm, and his grip was light but steady.

"Shall we go buy you a watch today?"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

It's this again.

"Host, you see, he just wants to buy you something." Seventeen secretly popped up again.

【…】

Jiang Zhiyu sighed inwardly.

The more she used to love hoarding things, the more helpless she is now.

She really has a lot of watches in her online space—from Hong Kong, Switzerland, and from her base in the US, all kinds of brands and styles.

but--

She glanced at Song Yanzhou's expectant eyes.

Forget it.

I can't let this man down.

As for watches, the more the merrier.

"good."

Song Yanzhou's eyes lit up instantly.

As the two walked hand in hand out of the courtyard—

This made the people in his family who hadn't gotten married yet extremely envious.

"Oh my, is this the Song family's granddaughter-in-law?"

"He's really handsome."

"Look at his entire demeanor, he's truly extraordinary."

"No wonder the Song family was so ostentatious this time; it turns out their daughter-in-law is truly worthy of such attention."

"If my family married someone like that, I'd be celebrating with drums and gongs too."

"Who wouldn't show it off in their own home?"

The murmurs spread throughout the compound.

Song Yanzhou's ears turned slightly red, but he straightened his back even more and the smile on his lips never faded.

Jiang Zhiyu pretended not to hear, but simply moved her fingers slightly in his palm.

Song Yanzhou immediately tightened his grip.

We arrived at the department store.

Jiang Zhiyu noticed something—

Aside from his military uniform, Song Yanzhou hardly wore any civilian clothes. The shirt he changed into on his way back today had frayed cuffs and looked like an old garment from many years ago.

Since he's already out, I figured I might as well buy him a few outfits.

When Song Yanzhou first came out, he was thinking of buying this and that for Jiang Zhiyu.

result--

Before long, Jiang Zhiyu lured him to the men's clothing counter.

"Try this one, the color suits you."

"These pants fit perfectly, do you want them?"

"Buy a jacket; you can wear it after summer."

"Another shirt—white is a classic, it goes with everything."

Song Yanzhou: "..."

He stood in front of the dressing mirror, holding the Nth piece of clothing that Jiang Zhiyu had stuffed into his arms, looking at his future wife with a hint of helplessness.

But I can't suppress the corners of my mouth.

Hey.

He finally understood why everyone was in such a hurry to get married!

He hasn't even bought her much yet, but his wife has already bought him several sets of clothes.

Seventeen rolled her eyes in Jiang Zhiyu's mind: [Host, look at his silly face.]

"Hmm." Jiang Zhiyu raised an eyebrow. "It looks quite good."

In the end, I bought a watch.

Jiang Zhiyu chose a men's watch with an understated design and a clean dial.

Song Yanzhou was taken aback: "This is—"

"Here you go." Jiang Zhiyu shoved the watch box into his hand. "You can alternate between the two."

Song Yanzhou looked down at the watch box in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

"Know me—"

"Alright," Jiang Zhiyu patted the back of his hand, "We've bought everything, let's go."

Load all the purchased items into the Jeep—

Song Yanzhou turned around and grabbed Jiang Zhiyu's hand.

"Alright, we don't need to buy anything else. Let them take care of things at home. Let's go eat and see a movie."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiyu's eyebrows curved into a smile.

Eat and watch a movie.

It sounds like a proper date.

She obediently got into the car.

result--

Jiang Zhiyu actually believed Song Yanzhou.

The jeep drove up and stopped in front of a tenement building. Several heads popped out from upstairs, followed by a series of heavy footsteps in the stairwell.

Seven or eight young people rushed out of the building and, upon seeing Jiang Zhiyu next to Song Yanzhou, exclaimed "Whoa!" in unison.

"Yanzhou! Is this your sister-in-law?"

"Hehehe! Just as I expected!"

"Song Yanzhou, you're really something!"

"Hello, sister-in-law! We've been waiting for you for so long!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

She turned her head and squinted at her fiancé.

"Dinner? Movie?"

Song Yanzhou's ears turned red instantly, all the way down to the base of his neck.

"Hehe...by the way."

"[By the way, my foot!]" Seventeen mentally screamed. "[This is just a peacock-showing-off event, isn't it?! They brought you here specifically to show off to their childhood friends and comrades, right?!]"

Jiang Zhiyu kept a straight face for three seconds.

—I couldn't hold back and laughed.

That's it.

This man has waited for her for so long, so it's not unreasonable for him to show off a little.

She reached out and took Song Yanzhou's arm.

Song Yanzhou froze for a moment, and then—

My back is straighter now.

Childhood friends: "..."

"Song Yanzhou, you've gone too far!"

"Show off your mom, huh!"

"Sister-in-law, he's usually treated like a grandson here—"

"Shut up! Eat your food!"