Chapter 1784: Wife, It Can't Be That Much of a Coincidence, Can It?

Chuxue glared at Fu Fu Yan Cheng when she heard his words.

Fu Fu Yan Cheng walked over, planted a kiss on Chuxue's cheek, then swept her up into a horizontal carry: "Let's go, back to our room to 'sleep'."

He deliberately bit down extra hard on the word "sleep."

Chuxue reached up and pinched his ear: "You really are......."

Fu Fu Yan Cheng didn't wait for her to finish, leaning in close: "You're just too tempting, I've missed you, I can hardly wait."

Chuxue was about to say something when her stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable, then she pressed her voice and said urgently: "Put me down, quick."

Fu Fu Yan Cheng saw something was off with Chuxue's expression, and suddenly thought of something too: "Wife, it can't be that much of a coincidence, can it?"

Chuxue laughed without any sympathy: "It really is that much of a coincidence."

Fu Fu Yan Cheng's face was the picture of despair: "And you still laugh."

The moment he said that, Chuxue laughed even harder.

The result was that Fu Fu Yan Cheng picked her up vertically, like carrying a child.

Chuxue got a fright, reached out and punched his shoulder: "Put me down, quick, watch my head."

Fu Fu Yan Cheng was careful though—when they reached the bedroom door, he bent and walked through, not letting the doorframe bump Chuxue's head: "You have to compensate me, otherwise I'll drag you into an all-out battle."

Chuxue hadn't expected this guy to say such a thing without blushing or skipping a beat: "You..... put me down, quick, I need to go to the bathroom and deal with something."

Fu Fu Yan Cheng held her with one hand, and with the other searched through the cabinet for something.

Chuxue was getting anxious: "Let go now, if you don't let go I'm going to get angry."

Then she heard Fu Fu Yan Cheng say: "Found it."

Chuxue was curious what he'd found, looked down—and the moment she saw the menstrual belt she'd prepared herself, even Chuxue, a modern person, blushed, and she cursed outright: "You son of a bitch put me down right now."

She was missing the sanitary pads of her later life terribly right now, and the idea suddenly sprouted in her mind to start a sanitary pad factory in the future—she really couldn't stand the setup of menstrual belts and toilet paper.

She remembered reading a report in her previous life that by the late seventies sanitary pads had already become common in ordinary households; now it was already '79, so she had to look into the situation on this front. Doing this project herself would be too conspicuous for now, but that didn't mean she couldn't persuade someone else to do it.

After taking the things and going out for a bit then coming back, Fu Fu Yan Cheng had already made the bed and was preparing a hot water bottle for her: "You're back, get into bed quick, the hot water bottle will be ready in a moment."

Chuxue scrambled onto the bed, Fu Fu Yan Cheng tucked the hot water bottle into her bedding, then turned off the light, got into bed, and pulled her into his arms, one hand resting on his wife's lower belly: "Does it feel uncomfortable?"

Chuxue nestled into Fu Fu Yan Cheng's arms: "Just a slight ache and bloating."

After thinking for a moment, she still told him her idea: "Fu Yan Cheng, can I discuss something with you?"

Fu Fu Yan Cheng lightly kissed Chuxue's forehead: "What is it, go ahead?"

Chuxue turned and wrapped her arms around Fu Fu Yan Cheng's neck: "I heard from a classmate at school that abroad there's something called sanitary pads that can replace the current menstrual belts and toilet paper—do you have any friends who could get information on this?"

Fu Fu Yan Cheng felt a bit awkward hearing this, but still responded: "I really don't know about that, but I can find someone to ask around for you later. Do you have some idea in mind?"

Chuxue nuzzled against him: "Just getting a sense of it first, then we'll see how best to go about it. Didn't the central government put forward last year 'military-industrial enterprises combining military and civilian use, combining peacetime and wartime'?

Every industry needs a pioneer—there's risk but also opportunity. This is a major matter for solving women's hygiene, and if done well it might even earn foreign exchange through exports.

This project is dual-use, combining military and civilian, peacetime and wartime—if I bring it up with the military region, how likely do you think they are to agree?"