She is no longer a female supporting character in period novels

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Chapter 55: The Wife of the Fifties (55)

  Chu Shenyu came home in the middle of the night,

  still feeling cold. His narrow eyelashes were covered with a layer of white frost, and the tip of his nose was red, which made his face look even paler and colder.

  "Why are you back so late? I've already slept for two hours," Zhu Yun was at home all day. Although the building had heating, the pipes were not as good as those in later times, so it was only slightly warm when he entered the house. The temperature

  in the house was about 20 degrees, but the cold wind was raging outside the window, which still made people feel a little cold.

  She didn't care about being beautiful at this time. She just put on a thin cotton jacket and cotton pants. The floral pattern was fluffy, and matched with the two braids she had casually woven, she looked like a waitress in a farmhouse. Rusticity and beauty went hand in hand in harmony.

  She had misty eyes, but she didn't forget to pour him a glass of water.

  Chu's mother heard the voice and looked at her watch. Knowing that the couple had a good relationship, she didn't get up to disturb them.

  Chu Shenyu hurriedly supported her and put her on the sofa, saying with a smile and anger: "I'm thirsty, so I can do it myself. You can't open your eyes and you're still pregnant, you're really careless."

  Zhu Yun hugged the petal pillow that Chu's mother had sewn with cotton cloth according to her idea, and stared at him stupidly as he took off his coat, washed his hands, and came back to the stove to warm up.

  "Have you eaten? My mother and I made dumplings tonight, with leeks and eggs. The leeks grown on the windowsill are very fresh, but there are not many, just enough for one meal. You can only wait for the next batch to eat again." She asked with a chuckle.

  Before Chu Shenyu spoke, his stomach began to rumble in response.

  He touched his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable, "I was so busy that I forgot the time. I wasn't hungry, but I couldn't stand it after hearing what you said."

  "Sit down," he stood up and said, "I still know how to make dumplings."

  Zhu Yun was now in high spirits, so she followed him to the kitchen with the pillow in her arms, leaning against the door frame to give instructions.

  Listening to the sound of boiling water, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you done?"

  The big golden rice started in late August, and it has been less than four months, but the food in the warehouse can support everyone in the factory for a year.

  However, although the organization has reduced the food supply quota of the factory, it is also a little bit, and it will not be reduced to the bottom. And even if the days are difficult in the future, how can there be no quota for so many people?
  So as long as they plan well, the factory employees and their families can still spend the next three years safely!
  Chu Shenyu waited for the water to boil, and hugged the person in his arms, whispering in his ear: "The whole family and employees of the factory have accumulated more than half of the food reserves every day for four months. How impressive is it?"

  "So there is still transportation. We have to work overtime these days."

  Zhu Yun has seen it before. The things in the warehouse are recorded by her bit by bit. Even if she doesn't take care of things now, she has to go around every week.