With half a month left before the wedding, Fu Chengyu and Li Jiyue went to the street to buy things necessary for the wedding.

Cheng Yang drove the two of them to the largest supply and marketing cooperative in Yangcheng.

"Leader, sister-in-law, we're at the supply and marketing cooperative."

"Yeah!" Fu Chengyu responded lightly.

Today is market day. People from the countryside and the city all come out to the market. After buying vegetables at the market, they come to the supply and marketing cooperative to queue up, preparing to buy some daily necessities and snacks to take home and stock up. It is inconvenient for those who live in the village to go out to the city, so they come here almost once a month and think about what they want to buy in advance.

It was so boring to wait in line, so I gathered around and chatted with people I knew.

If there were no acquaintances, they would look around, hoping to see if there was anything interesting happening around so that they could go back to the village and chat with their neighbors.

I watched for almost half an hour and it was uneventful, with nothing interesting happening, until a Red Flag car suddenly stopped in front of the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Oh my God, a car, a Hongqi car at that. Anyone who can afford one of these must be at least fifty, if not sixty."

"Sixty is still young, seventy or eighty is about right."

"It's a Beijing license plate. Could it be that some leader is coming to inspect?"

"If they come down to inspect someone, they're definitely going to a certain office building. How could they possibly come to the supply and marketing cooperative?"

"Yes, if a leader comes to the supply and marketing cooperative, there will definitely be someone to greet him. Who is that leader?"

"Won't you know when the people get off the bus and take a look?"

"Get off, get off."

Fu Chengyu opened the car door, stepped out with his long legs, got out of the car and walked around to the other side. He considerately raised his hand to protect the edge of the roof to prevent Li Jiyue from hitting her head.

He was wearing a military uniform today. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, was tall and had long legs. He had a handsome face with sharp edges, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge and thin lips.

Li Jiyue was wearing a pink bugira knee-length skirt and light-colored leather shoes. She had a slender waist that could be held in one hand, and she was tall and well-proportioned.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is a perfect match.

"You look so young, you don't even look thirty. It must be your father's car."

"They are really good-looking. Not only are they good-looking, but they also have good temperament and figures. They are not inferior to the celebrities in Hong Kong. Who said that we don't have handsome men and beautiful women in mainland China?"

"There are many handsome men in the army. The handsome ones are handed over to the country, and the ugly ones are left at home to farm the land."

"Most of the celebrities in Hong Kong are originally from Guangdong Province or other parts of mainland China. They've forgotten their ancestors just because they have a few coins in their pockets."

"They are eye-catching because they dress well and look good. Our mainland young men and women dress just as well as they do."

A middle-aged woman covered her mouth and whispered to the people around her, "What a handsome man and beautiful woman! That young man is so handsome. I envy that young wife who eats so well. I wish I were a few years younger."

"There are so many young girls, but few of them are as pretty as she is. When you were young, were you half as pretty as this girl?"

"Of course not! If I were half as pretty as she is, I wouldn't have to marry that poor, short, ugly bastard from my family."

"Didn't you say that you married your man because he was good-looking when he was young? Why are you saying he's poor, short and ugly today?"

"It's okay if you look at it alone, but compared to that handsome officer, he's just poor, short and ugly."

"When the officer raised his hand to protect the roof of the car, the exposed fingers were long, and his nose was straight. He had a sturdy physique as a soldier. His little girl's waist seemed to be even smaller than his hand. She was so delicate, I wonder if she could bear it."

"Ahem, this isn't something you can say in public. We need to find a place where there's no one around."

The people around them listened to their increasingly outrageous remarks and quickly changed the subject, "Four pockets, and guards, such a big boss doesn't need to queue up, right?"

They are used to relatives of certain leaders cutting in line, so with such a grand event, they certainly don’t have to queue up in the hot sun like them.

People like them who have no connections but still queue in the scorching sun hate people who cut in line the most. When they think that someone might cut in line, the good impression they have of them because of their good looks drops immediately.

Fu Chengyu took Li Jiyue to the back to queue.

Everyone found it a little unbelievable.

Could it be that he was afraid to cut in line after hearing what they said?

That's not right either.

When buying pork in the past, relatives of a certain leader would cut in line right in front of them. If someone argued that it was unfair, they would insult them, saying they had no talent, no connections, and no rich relatives.

Look at people through your nose.

He always looks down on others.

No matter how angry they were, they had to hold it in. If they lost the fight, they would be hospitalized, and if they won, they would be sent down to the countryside for criticism and imprisonment.

It’s their fault for not having any backing, so just bear with it.

"See? We were judging others by our own standards. They were queuing just like us, not cutting in line."

"He's a well-educated and disciplined officer from the military. He's different from those disgusting people who rely on their connections to look down on others."

…

While queuing, Li Jiyue also saw Lin Yuzhu, whom Fu Chunsheng was frantically looking for. She was a few people in front of them.

They looked back and Li Jiyue just looked up and met their eyes.

Several people looked at each other.

There was a man beside her, Gu Jingcheng.

The two stood side by side, both wearing white shirts. They looked out of place in the crowd of people wearing black, gray, green and gray, as formal as if they were getting a marriage certificate.

Get a certificate?

Looking at the two of them standing close to each other, they look so clingy, just like a newlywed couple in love. Could they really be going to get their marriage certificate?

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