At twenty-three years old, Shen Fenghua was plagued by infertility, making her marriage unstable. She had thought she could live her whole life alone, but the organization, hoping to give her a sta...
"What?"
The topic shifted so quickly that Shen Fenghua was momentarily confused. Why was the topic of marriage registration brought up so suddenly?
Qi Ye looked into Shen Fenghua's round almond eyes, feeling a little itchy. "Get the marriage certificate," he said with a slightly resentful tone, "the little brats can stay here, but I can't. I still have to travel in the dark."
Hearing Qi Ye's childish complaints, Shen Fenghua was both amused and exasperated. "Alright, let's go get our marriage certificate then."
Anyway, she has the household registration book in her hands, getting the marriage certificate is a simple matter. Besides, she was originally planning to settle down and live a good life. The house is ready and most of the renovations are done, so there's no point in being coy now.
"I have to say this upfront," Qi Ye said, feeling a pang of heartache at her decisiveness. "I will provide all the dowry, including the 'three turns and one ring' (referring to a type of bicycle, a sewing machine, and a radio), the 'thirty-six legs' (referring to a type of bicycle, a saddlebag, and a pair of hoops), but right now I have the money and can't buy anything."
His plan was to prepare all these things before discussing marriage and daily life.
Whether Feng Hua wants it or not is his business; whether you give it to him or not is your own business.
“Hmm,” Shen Fenghua thought for a moment, somewhat embarrassed, “Actually, I’m not a good woman in the traditional sense.”
Modern women are capable in all aspects of life, from formal occasions to kitchen duties, and they are also skilled at needlework.
But Shen Fenghua could only say that she was completely clueless about these things, only having a slight understanding of six out of seven.
Living together is about being practical, companionship, and mutual support.
"Since we've already come this far and the house is all bought, let's not be so particular. We got married with the intention of living a good life together. Some things are necessities that we need to buy, and some things are not, so there's no need to buy them."
Shen Fenghua took it all in stride. Even if she managed to get all those fancy gadgets, so what? It's not like she knows how to use a sewing machine. She just went through all that trouble to bring them home to gather dust. The only thing she got was a few envious words when she brought them back. What else could she expect?
Oh, and there's more trouble. Some tactless people will come to our door and ask to borrow our sewing machines again and again. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
It would be better to spend the money and tickets on yourself, and exchange them for eggs and meat to nourish your family.
Everything else is secondary. She's already been high-profile enough by getting this house; there's no need for her to be any more high-profile and become a thorn in someone else's side.
Shen Fenghua now understands the saying: "You must keep your wealth hidden and never flaunt it."
Qi Ye had no idea what Shen Fenghua was thinking. When he heard this, he wanted to say something, but looking at Shen Fenghua's tired expression, he couldn't bear to, and said softly, "Okay, I'll listen to you. It's getting late, you should go back to sleep. We can discuss it slowly tomorrow."
discuss?
What's there to discuss?
Shen Fenghua waved his hand and said, "Stop dawdling. When you come tomorrow, remember to bring your household registration book and everything. We'll go get our marriage certificate after breakfast."
Shen Fenghua made the final decision.
Qi Ye never refused.
Watching Qi Ye's receding figure, Shen Fenghua stood at the door, staring blankly for a long, long time. She thought, "I'll gamble on this one bet. Win or lose, it's all in this one bet."
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In the morning, Qi Ye cooked millet porridge after he arrived, and each person had a steaming hot fried dough stick and some pickles.
Did you bring your things?
The children had finished eating and were already exploring the yard together, with Da Huang following closely behind. Only the three adults remained in the house.
"I brought it."
The first thing Qi Ye pulled out wasn't his household registration booklet, but a bankbook and a stack of bills and money.
Then, she quietly pushed the money to Shen Fenghua, saying, "This is the betrothal gift I prepared, 188 yuan, plus the money and tickets needed for the 'three turns and one sound' (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument). It should be enough. All the odds and ends add up to about 500 yuan."
Shen Fenghua was stunned. Was this the meaning of handing over the old capital?
"And this savings book contains the money I've saved over the years. I thought that since we'll be living together from now on, it would be better to give this money to you."
Grandma was also shocked, "Xiao Qi, you..."
“Grandma, this is what I should do as a man, and besides, these are things I promised back then.”
Putting everything else aside, his sense of responsibility is beyond question.
Grandma's eyes showed approval. "Alright, since Xiao Qi asked you to take it, then you can keep it. From now on, we're all family, so there's no need to be so separate."
“Yes,” Qi Ye smiled with relief, “I’m not good with words, but that’s what I mean. From now on, our family should live a good life together.”
"Okay!" Shen Fenghua thought for a moment, accepted the things, got up and packed everything up, and then went with Qi Ye to get the marriage certificate.
After getting their marriage certificate, Qi Ye saw a photo studio when they came out.
He suddenly felt a surge of excitement. "On such a joyous day, how about we go take some photos?"
Today is the day we're getting our marriage certificate, a once-in-a-lifetime event, so it's only right to have a sense of ceremony. Shen Fenghua thought that since we're already taking pictures, we might as well bring the whole family out for a photo shoot.
No matter what kind of life you had in the past, the future will be a prosperous and wonderful one!
“Okay,” Shen Fenghua nodded, smiling brightly at Qi Ye, “Then let’s take one first, and then bring Grandma and the children over tomorrow to take a family photo.”
Qi Ye's heart pounded wildly. He swallowed hard, lowered his head, and softly replied, "Okay, let's take pictures first."
The couple were both exceptionally beautiful, especially Shen Fenghua, whose pretty face was particularly photogenic.
The driver took several pictures of me in one go.
After paying, the two came out, looked at each other, and their hands under their sleeves slowly came together.
Actually, having someone by your side to stand shoulder to shoulder with is quite nice.
"Going home?"
Going home was inevitable, but empty-handed was not an option. Qi Ye went to the supply and marketing cooperative and got a basket of eggs, along with some fruit and snacks. He whispered, "I have a good allowance. Our family is small, so it's enough for us. Don't worry, there's no need to be frugal."
“I know,” Shen Fenghua said, feeling a little uncomfortable with Qi Ye’s openness. She knew that back in the Shen family, they had been so eager to leech off her that they always felt she hadn’t brought back enough.
Like a wolf cub whose appetite has been overgrown, no matter how much good food you give it, it's never enough.
Now I've met Qi Ye...
She seemed to have only ever felt this kind of fear that she wouldn't have enough of a place, from her grandmother and Li Yanran.
Thinking of this, Shen Fenghua gave Qi Ye a big smile, and secretly hooked his large palm with her hand under her sleeve, and whispered, "You're so kind."
Behind them, a thin, small figure watched the beautiful couple from afar, unaware that the basket in their hands had fallen. They only felt that the sunlight was so strong that their eyes were blurred.