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

Chapter 509 Who gave you that terrible idea?
Fu Yancheng rushed to the station, but the person he was looking for was not on the bus.

He stood in the station courtyard with a look of regret on his face.

He had returned from his mission the day before yesterday, but after listening to his friends' advice, he refrained from calling Chu Xue, intending to pick her up from the office building before leaving get off work and surprise her. Now, he's nowhere to be found.

There's no other way now but to wait.

If the shuttle bus has already left and you still can't see her, you'll have to drive to Willow Village yourself.

After all, as the son-in-law, he had to deliver the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts.

Standing at the ticket counter in the station, I almost became a waiting-for-husband statue.

Just when he was hating himself for being stupid once again, he finally saw the little woman he had been longing for.

He had long forgotten about the surprise he had planned to give her, and rushed over in a few quick steps: "Xue'er."

Hearing the familiar voice, Chu Xue thought she was hallucinating. She looked up and saw Fu Yancheng walking quickly towards her: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Yancheng was too embarrassed to tell the truth: "I went to the factory to find you and said that you could leave work early after you finished your work today, so I thought I'd try my luck at the station."

I was thinking the shuttle bus wouldn't leave for over an hour, and I'd have to wait here for over an hour, but then Fu Yancheng appeared: "How did you get here?"

Fu Yancheng pointed to the jeep not far away: "I drove here."

He reached out and took the things from Chu Xue's hand: "Let's talk as we walk."

Chu Xue felt a surge of relief: thankfully, she had taken out the things she planned to take home from her spatial storage when she was almost at the station.

After settling his things in, he personally opened the passenger door for Chuxue: "Get in."

Fu Yancheng watched her sit down before walking around to the front of the car and getting into the driver's seat: "Get settled, let's go."

Once the car was on the road, Chu Xue asked, "Didn't we agree that I'd visit you at the military base this weekend? Why did you come here?"

Although Fu Yancheng felt a little embarrassed, he still told the truth: "I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but who would have thought that I would run into your section chief taking pity on me?"

Chu Xue understood everything and, without any sense of decency, laughed out loud: "Who gave you this terrible idea?"

Fu Yancheng didn't say his friend's name out loud, but he made a mental note of it: "Forget it, this is also my fault. I'll definitely give you a heads-up next time, so you don't have to go through all that trouble like this time."

Chu Xue rolled her eyes inelegantly: "You're talking about yourself, aren't you?"

Fu Yancheng happened to see this little action, which gave him a strange feeling. He didn't think it was indecent at all; on the contrary, he found it extremely cute. He just couldn't help but feel an irresistible urge to do it.

The car quickly drove out of Dongzhimen. Fu Yancheng noticed that the little girl's gaze was fixed on the window and asked, "Xue'er, would you like to drive for a while?"

He was really itching to try it out, and since he hadn't seen a single car on the road for half a day, he readily agreed, "Sure, this is a good opportunity to have a go."

The two quickly switched places. Jeeps of that era were not like those of later generations; they all had mechanical steering systems with a lot of steering effort. Without the power steering systems of later generations, it would be impossible to do this job without some strength.

These are all minor issues. The main problem is that modern Jeeps have a stiffer suspension system to ensure off-road performance, providing direct feedback from the road surface. Once you leave the city, the roads are all dirt tracks, making for a bumpy ride that really tests your driving skills.

Having raced cars with her girlfriends before, and not trying to hide it this time, she drove quite well, which made Fu Yancheng look at her with even more admiration: "Xue'er, not bad. You've only driven a few times, but if I didn't tell you, I would think you're an experienced driver."

Chu Xue felt a little guilty: "Of course it's because you, as the master, taught me well." Fu Yancheng didn't think so: "No, no, no, I only led you in. You have your own talent."

Chu Xue suddenly laughed: "Alright, alright, there's no one else here, let's stop flattering each other."

The two chatted and laughed until they reached the village entrance.

Chu Xue stopped the car: "You drive."

The reason she drove all the way back was twofold: firstly, to go through the proper channels with Fu Yancheng, and secondly, because she genuinely wanted to try her hand at it, but she didn't want to be too high-profile right now.

Fu Yancheng understood Chu Xue's meaning, and without saying a word, he got out of the passenger seat and switched to the driver's seat.

As soon as the car entered the village, all the children followed behind, not minding the dust they kicked up, shouting and laughing as they followed.

Having gained some experience, Fu Yancheng quickly reduced the car's speed and slowly drove towards the end of the village.

The people at the village intelligence station all stood up and looked towards the end of the village: "Oh dear, it must be Shanliang's son-in-law coming to deliver holiday gifts."

"The Shanliang family has risen to prominence. Putting aside everything else, having a military officer with four pockets as a son-in-law, who wouldn't look up to him?"

"That's so true. Look at that little girl from the Liang family in Lianshan, she's become quite assertive. She used to be a pushover, but now all the kids in the village are fawning over her."

"Let's go, let's go and take a look."

At this time, people were gradually leaving work, and the line that followed them grew larger and larger.

Chu Xue had already prepared quite a lot of things herself, and with the addition of what her future son-in-law Fu Yancheng had prepared, it was truly an eye-opener.

Someone exclaimed, "Isn't this a bit too much?"

Someone chimed in, "My God, that's Moutai!"

"Don't talk nonsense. You can't even read many words, how do you know that's Moutai?"

“I might not recognize other liquor bottles, but I do recognize Moutai. My niece married a young man who works for the government. When they proposed, they brought two bottles of Moutai. My brother-in-law didn’t drink them all. He brought one over to pay New Year’s greetings. My dad opened it and gave me a small cup. After that, he hid it.”

At this moment, an old man who had overheard his son's words from the back of the crowd also spoke up: "My son is right, that wine is Moutai, very expensive, but also very delicious."

As he spoke, his face was full of smugness.

Seeing everyone looking over, she smugly added, "You still need a good son-in-law."

Upon hearing this, some were envious, some were jealous, some made veiled accusations, and some were disdainful. But what they said was true; there really wasn't a single son in the village who would be willing to buy his father Moutai liquor.

Among the onlookers were men with daughters who felt heartbroken. Why didn't their daughters have such good fortune? Why didn't they have such luck?

When someone went up to greet Fu Yancheng and his group, Fu Yancheng didn't put on airs and even smiled as he offered each of them a Daqianmen cigarette, which made the group very happy.

Just then, Mr. and Mrs. Liu returned. They couldn't bear to see their son-in-law suffer a loss, so they smiled but complained, "Oh dear, why did you bring so much stuff? Don't do this next time."

Looking at the pile of things they were taking off the car, they were telling the truth.

After saying that, he helped carry the things home.