The next morning.
Ji Wanqing covered her belly and went to the bathroom to clean up. As expected, she had her period.
She put on the sanitary napkin, lay down on the bed proudly, took a cup of hot red date milk from the empty space, and drank it slowly in small sips.
At half past eight, Jiang Che came over with breakfast and knocked on the door.
Ji Wanqing got up and opened the door. He could tell at a glance that she was in a bad mood and her face was pale.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Well, my period has come. We're going to eat in the cafeteria for lunch today. I don't have the energy to cook."
He had a vague idea about women's affairs.
Jiang Che put breakfast on the table: "You take a rest, I'll go get lunch at noon."
He bought soy milk, fried dough sticks, rice porridge, and tea-leaf eggs. There were quite a variety of dishes.
Ji Wanqing chose soy milk and tea leaf eggs, and she even peeled out the egg yolk: "I can't eat it, do you want to eat it?"
Jiang Che: “…” Otherwise, what else can I do?
In fact, from the two meals we had yesterday, we can tell that his wife must have lived a wealthy life since she was a child.
Jiang Che had watched the canteen chef cook, and had also gone to his comrades' homes to eat the dishes cooked by their sisters-in-law.
No one would add as much oil, ginger, garlic, onion and peppercorns as his wife did.
These things may seem like side dishes, but they are actually quite expensive. In this day and age, no one would waste money on inedible side dishes, except for those who have enough food and drink.
"Eat." Jiang Che took the egg yolk, a faint sense of crisis surged in his heart.
It seems that I have to think about making more money in the future. I can't let my wife lower her standards even when cooking after marrying him.
The original owner's body was full of sores and she probably hadn't had her period in more than a year of being tortured.
Recently, Ji Wanqing has been taking good care of me, and I have also been nourished and repaired with spiritual spring water. I only had a slight stomachache at the beginning, but after a nap at noon, I felt nothing at all, and I feel like I am alive again.
In order to replenish iron after losing blood, Ji Wanqing went into the space in the afternoon and made herself a snack of salt-baked pork liver.
Pour the coarse salt into an oil-free and water-free iron pot, add star anise, bay leaves, cinnamon, peppercorns and other spices and stir-fry until fragrant. After scooping out half of the salt, put the washed and dried pork liver into the pot, and then cover it with the coarse salt just scooped out.
Simmer over low heat until cooked, then pinch out the pork and shake off the coarse salt before eating.
After frying the coarse salt in a pot until the water is dry, you can use it next time. Ji Wanqing cooked four portions of pork liver in one pot. She only eats some pork liver during her menstruation to supplement iron. This amount is enough for her to eat for most of half a year.
In the evening, Jiang Che brought back a cup of longan, red dates and ginger tea, saying that he had asked a doctor in the infirmary to make it.
Ji Wanqing saw him setting the table while reminding her not to overwork or touch cold water, saying that this was what the doctor said and she must put it on.
She couldn't help but feel a thump in her throat.
Oh my god, she couldn't have really found a treasure, right?
"Thank you, Jiang Che."
Jiang Che was secretly happy that the word "comrade" was not added this time, but he said nothing: "It should be."
There is no difference between delicious and unpalatable food in the cafeteria, as long as it is cooked, it’s fine.
Ji Wanqing found the food tasted like wax and completely understood why Aunt Zhuge rode her bicycle for 20 minutes to go to the county to eat.
Seeing that she didn't eat much, Jiang Che took out the egg cake and said, "You didn't eat much at noon, and I guessed you didn't like to eat at night, so I bought some egg cakes to fill your stomach when you get hungry in the middle of the night."
The egg cakes of this era are made with completely real ingredients, without any technological advancements, and they smell delicious.
Ji Wanqing tasted one out of curiosity and it was indeed delicious: "It's delicious, you should have some too."
Jiang Che finished his dinner before picking up a piece.
"The marriage report will be available tomorrow. Let's go to the county to get the marriage certificate."
Ji Wanqing had no objection: "Okay."
"How about the banquet the day after tomorrow? I'll go say hello to the canteen tonight, and they'll go shopping together tomorrow."
"no problem."
After finishing the business, Jiang Che had no reason to stay any longer, so he left after saying "see you tomorrow".
Ji Wanqing doesn't have any fear of marriage.
At present, she is quite satisfied with Jiang Che. He is handsome, good-tempered, meticulous, and pays his salary.
The only regret is that they treated the marriage too formally, as if they were rushing to complete the tasks assigned by their elders, without any of the sweetness and passion of a newlywed couple.
I turned around and saw the wooden box next to the bed. I took it and put it here last night but forgot to open it.
Ji Wanqing took it and found a deposit of NT$1,200, more than NT$100 in cash, and various bills in the passbook.
cough.
What is sweet or not, what is exciting or not, of course you have to be a real person.
The next day, Ji Wanqing wore a light yellow dress and braided her hair into a fluffy and lazy single braid that hung down her side.
Today, Jiang Che was wearing a uniform issued by the army. He looked dashing and high-spirited. From behind, his small waist was a perfect golden ratio inverted angle, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and a great figure.
They are among the best in the military camp!
After getting the marriage certificate, you can go to the photo studio with the certificate to take wedding photos. Jiang Che wanted to remind his wife specially, but when he saw Ji Wanqing's smart and charming face, he felt that the words "dress up specially" were not suitable for her.
Because she is always effortlessly beautiful, and every move, every frown and every smile is radiantly beautiful.
Ji Wanqing approached with a small bag in hand: "Let's go, let's go and let Aunt Zhuge know first."
This is the only person she can hire.
"good."
The two of them first went to the family compound to find Aunt Zhuge and told her that they would host a banquet on the second floor of the regiment cafeteria tomorrow.
Aunt Zhuge guessed that it would be within the next two days, but she didn't expect it to be so rushed: "Where are you getting married from? You can't be in Xiaojiang's dormitory, right?"
Ji Wanqing didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Nowadays, a wedding is just about setting up a few tables, toasting, and reciting quotations. Besides, she didn't have any family members, so everything was kept simple.
"Then take her from my house." Aunt Zhuge made the final decision. "Come and sleep with me tonight."
Aunt Zhuge didn't know about Ji Wanqing's family situation, but she knew the background of Xiao Jiang's fiancee.
My mother passed away early, and my grandfather also passed away two years ago.
This girl and she really have similar personalities, and besides, she has to stay at her home for two months and eat, so she has to help no matter what.
Ji Wanqing was a little surprised, but she thought it was good to have someone to support her when she got married, so she agreed with a smile.
Jiang Che was very grateful, and offered to arrange for Aunt Zhu Ge to sit at the upper seat as the female elder.
It was getting late, and Aunt Zhuge urged everyone to hurry up and get the marriage certificate.
Only when she received the big red certificate did Ji Wanqing feel a little more realistic about getting married.
But it only took a moment.
Nothing can stop her from living a wonderful life of leisure and hate work.
She handed the things to Jiang Che for safekeeping: "Let's go, you can get candy coupons with your marriage certificate. Let's buy the cigarettes, alcohol and candy for entertaining guests tomorrow."
Jiang Che carefully put the marriage certificate in his pocket: "Okay."
The two chatted while shopping. Seeing that Jiang Che didn't know how to buy cigarettes, she asked, "Don't you smoke?"
He shook his head: "My grandpa was an old smoker, but my grandma died of lung cancer from breathing secondhand smoke, and later on, men in our family were not allowed to smoke."
"...Is that so? I'm sorry." Ji Wanqing didn't expect there was such a sad reason.
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