In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

"Auntie, I'm here again~" The usual strict inspection did not affect Fu Ziyan's good mood at all. She spoke in a clear voice and smiled widely. After getting off the car, she trotted over.

Fu Ziyan's visit to the Li family to learn about mainland prohibition laws and regulations had naturally been approved by the higher-ups after reporting to them, so she arrived with exceptional ease and generosity. After two days, most of the neighbors at Yuquanshan Compound had grown accustomed to the bright laughter of young women occasionally heard outside the Li family compound. They also knew that Miss Fu from Hong Kong and Comrade Zhang Yuan had a particularly good relationship.

As soon as she heard the sound of brakes outside the building, Zhang Yuan got up from the sofa and opened the door.

"Hey!" The corners of her lips curled up gently, and she smiled as she saw Fu Ziyan running in, her brows softening. "Ziyan, come and see, we just got some seedless white grapes from Xinjiang. Try them and see if you like them."

Since that day's visit, Fu Ziyan made Zhang Yuan smile from ear to ear. In the following days, Zhang Yuan rarely looked for her good sisters to exchange fresh fruits and vegetables for her little niece.

"I cleaned up the study of the brothers Ziheng and Zitao last night, so Ziyan can read in the study today. Your uncle saw a pen holder on the street yesterday and said you might like it, so he bought it and put it in the study."

Fu Ziyan's eyes lit up, and she was very happy with her uncle and aunt's thoughtfulness. Even though she only came to the Li family for a few days, they still decorated a study room for her and prepared study supplies.

As for meeting him on the street to buy a pen holder, Fu Ziyan didn't believe it. She knew that her uncle went between home and the military area every day, and occasionally went to Yingtai or other office places, but places where he could buy a pen holder were basically not on his way.

"Thank you, aunt and uncle." Fu Ziyan felt sweet in her heart and made a generous decision in her heart -

When she returns to Hong Kong and complains to her grandfather about her uncle being mean to her and making her stand and copy as punishment, she will definitely give him a lighter complaint!

"As long as you like it, Ziheng and Zitao are never back, and the house is lonely. I'm so happy that you can come and keep me company for the past two days."

"Hasn't Brother Ziheng left yet?"

Zhang Yuan shook her head helplessly. "He leaves early and comes back late every day, so I don't see him very often. He has to go back to Guangzhou tomorrow, so he can't be idle today either."

"Then I'll accompany you~" Fu Ziyan smiled sweetly. When it comes to coaxing elders, her skills have been passed down from her previous life and she has not failed yet.

"Okay," Zhang Yuan smiled and led Fu Ziyan to the study. "I've simply arranged it. The paper and pen are still the ones you used a few days ago. Oh, your uncle also bought you a Hero brand fountain pen when he bought the pen holder. I wonder if you'll be used to it."

Fu Ziyan walked in with curiosity, but was immediately attracted by the pile of documents on the desk. "What is this?"

"Your uncle had people rushing to prepare it these past two days. You didn't even see it all in the past two days."

Fu Ziyan:!!!

"So many!" Fu Ziyan frowned pitifully and looked at her aunt, "My hands will probably break by the time I finish copying them!"

"Don't talk nonsense! How can you curse yourself?" Zhang Yuan pointed at her, scolding her. "Just take a look at these. Your uncle mainly wants you to understand them so that you don't make mistakes in the future."

"So, I don't have to copy my memories today?" The ending tone rose lightly.

Zhang Yuan chuckled and shook her head: "You can rest after you finish copying the task he assigned to you yesterday."

"Oh." The corners of Fu Ziyan's lips drooped again. She thought the punishment of copying was over.

That’s right, they told others that copying was to aid memory, but Fu Ziyan knew very well that it was a punishment!

"Will uncle come back tonight?" Fu Ziyan asked expectantly.

As far as she knew, her uncle would sometimes stay overnight in the military dormitory because he was too busy with official business to come back.

At first, she was persuaded by her father to stay and copy as punishment with the idea of ​​increasing contact with her uncle, but these two days of copying as punishment made her understand one thing: a brother is always a brother.

Uncle checking homework is even scarier than Dad. He even asks questions about something as simple as copying! When Fu Ziyan was questioned on the first day, she was completely stunned.

It wasn't that she had to memorize the original sentences of the regulations, but rather had to answer the questions based on the entire copied content. The first article she was required to copy was a prohibition, which clearly told her which things were absolutely forbidden in the mainland.

Fortunately, these things were easy to understand, and the general content was similar to the restricted area in her previous life. With the memory of being a law-abiding citizen in her previous life, Fu Ziyan remembered most of it after copying it once, and was considered to have passed it safely.

No matter how safely she passed the test, Fu Ziyan didn't want to be criticized every day, especially when her uncle got serious. She still felt a bit oppressive as an elder.

Therefore, it would be better if the uncle did not come back! As for cultivating feelings, husband and wife are one, Fu Ziyan thinks it is a good idea for her to find her aunt to cultivate them. Her aunt's home cooking is delicious and has a sense of home warmth.

Fu Ziyan's meaning was too obvious for Zhang Yuan to understand. She looked at Fu Ziyan with regret and chuckled, "You're all here, so why wouldn't your uncle come back?"

Fu Ziyan: ...No way, no way to escape, just accept the punishment and copy it. If she had known, she wouldn't have deliberately provoked Uncle. Dad said Uncle can be really petty when he gets childish, and he's right.

Seeing Fu Ziyan's momentary dejection, even though she knew it was just a child's deliberate mischief, after all, she was the only daughter raised by her second uncle, and it was impossible to hide her emotions if she really wanted to. But she still smiled and coaxed her niece: "We just got home, take a break and eat some fruit first, there's no rush to write later, auntie will accompany you."

Indeed, Zhang Yuan had truly treated her like a child these past few days. She personally cooked her signature dishes for her, sat beside her while she copied, and when she felt she was bored, she would occasionally tell her stories about cases she encountered while working at the Women's Federation that were worth sharing with a child.

The last time Fu Ziyan enjoyed this kind of treatment was when her father had a prophetic dream that she would die in a skydiving accident. He came to England in anger to stop her and gave her a gift package of copying and practicing calligraphy facing the wall for a week as punishment.

In the evening, my uncle came back as expected.