Wei Ling came walking on the snow. Although he shortened the journey time a lot because he was running, the snow was heavy and his head was covered with white snow when he arrived at Qin Qingman's house.
But he didn't feel cold, not at all.
Facing Qin Qingman who opened the door to greet him, Wei Ling subconsciously opened his arms.
Qin Qingman naturally threw herself into Wei Ling's arms.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
The two people hugging each other didn't know whose heartbeat the sound belonged to, but they could both feel their faces getting hot, the blood rushing up their heads, and an indescribable sweetness floating in their hearts.
Behind, Chuchu jumped off the kang one step later than Qin Qingman.
In addition, because of his short legs and obediently wrapped in a cotton coat, he left the house a step late. As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw the two people hugging each other from a distance. The child's face turned red, and not only did it turn red, he also quickly covered his eyes with both hands.
This seems to be what my mother meant by "don't look at what is inappropriate", right?
Right!
Chuchu's mind was full of random guesses, but her big round eyes kept looking at her sister and brother-in-law through her wide-open fingers, and her little mouth was split into a smile, revealing a mouthful of small teeth.
One minute...
Seeing that the two people hugging each other not only didn't see him but also didn't feel cold at all, Chu Chu could only stamp his feet and said, "Sister, it's snowing heavily!" With such heavy snow, he didn't know if he could go home and hug her. It made his feet feel cold.
The child's voice woke up the two people who were hugging each other in time.
Immediately, the two people who had just been hugging each other tightly separated quickly as if a spring had been pressed.
Qin Qingman avoided Wei Ling's eyes and took him home by the arm.
Wei Ling didn't say anything either, just followed tacitly.
The large and warm hand gently held Qin Qingman's hand in the palm, and the other hand was raised to cover Qin Qingman's head.
The snow kept falling, and in just a short while, Qin Qingman had some snow on her head.
It was freezing cold, and Wei Ling carried Qin Qingman and quickly walked to the door of the hall.
Before entering the house, the two looked at each other, then smiled and patted the snow on each other's heads and shoulders. After the snow on their bodies was shaken off, they stomped their feet, lifted the curtain and went into the house.
The temperature inside the house forms a sharp contrast with that outside.
Qin Qingman had just taken off her cotton coat and hung it on the hanger, then she took the towel handed to her by Chuchu and wiped her face. As soon as she finished wiping, she saw Wei Ling, who had taken off his cotton coat and put down his backpack, looking at her with sharp eyes.
My face instantly turned redder.
There is also tenderness in her big watery eyes.
"Qingman." Wei Ling, who had been excited all the way, felt that he had countless things to say before he met Qin Qingman, but when he really saw the person he had been thinking about, all his words turned into this name.
This is a name full of nostalgia.
Qin Qingman felt the emotion in Wei Ling's voice.
Strong, mellow like wine.
His face became redder and hotter. Qin Qingman felt like she had drunk a big bowl of sweet honey water. She naturally placed the towel in her hand on Wei Ling's face, and then wiped it carefully until all the snow water on Wei Ling's face was wiped dry.
Chu Chu, who was standing by, had already lit the stove and added firewood.
Wei Ling came out in the snow at this time, and fire was needed whether it was to drink a bowl of hot water or to wash up.
The sound of adding firewood woke up the two people who were looking at each other sweetly.
Qin Qingman, who had regained her senses, asked, "A Ling, have you eaten?"
"No." Wei Ling's eyes were fixed on Qin Qingman's face and he was reluctant to move them away.
"I'll get you something to eat." Qin Qingman turned her head with a blushing face.
"Okay." Wei Ling saw Qin Qingman's shyness, and naturally took the towel from her hand and started to wash it in the basin beside her.
This towel belongs to Qin Qingman.
Whenever Wei Ling thought about how this towel had not only stayed on his face but also wiped it gently, his heart would feel sweet and numb, and a feeling of happiness would envelope his whole body.
Wei Ling arrived late, and all the porridge that the Qin family had cooked earlier was gone.
Fortunately, Qin Qingman was thinking about eating three-grain noodle steamed buns tomorrow morning, so she made the dough with old flour in advance. At this time, she took some dough and started kneading, rolling, cutting and cooking the noodles.
There were still some wild vegetables left from the mountains, so Qin Qingman asked Chuchu to help wash a few green onions.
After seven or eight minutes, a bowl of steaming mixed-grain noodles is ready.
The black and yellow noodles are placed with chopped salted pork intestines, juicy blanched shepherd's purse, lush green onions, and topped with a spoonful of bright red chili oil. Under the light of the oil lamp, it not only exudes an alluring aroma, but the bright colors are so beautiful that they make people salivate.
"A Ling, eat quickly."
Qin Qingman handed the noodles to Wei Ling who was sitting by the stove warming himself.
“Hmm.” Wei Ling took the tempting noodles and started eating.
Hot noodles with spicy chili peppers are the best food in winter.
After eating a big bowl of noodles, Wei Ling was so full that his eyes narrowed slightly, and he especially wanted to be like a "big cat" that retracted its claws after being satisfied.
"Is it delicious, brother-in-law?"
Chu Chu sat next to Wei Ling, her eyes always on Wei Ling's bowl.
From looking at the full bowl of noodles to seeing that there was not even any soup left, a trace of regret flashed across his eyes, and then he asked this question.
When Wei Ling heard the question, he turned his head and saw the longing in the child's eyes, and fell silent.
Just now, all his attention was on Qin Qingman and the bowl of noodles made by Qin Qingman, and he didn't notice that the child wanted to eat it.
Qin Qingman, who was standing by, also saw the desire in Chuchu's eyes, smiled, and said, "I'll make some more, Chuchu can also taste it."
In fact, it had only been a short time since she and Chuchu finished their meal, so she definitely wasn’t hungry.
But Qin Qingman had also been a child herself, and she knew that children would easily become greedy and want to try fresh food. So she thought about making something else to satisfy the child's wish.
Chu Chu hesitated.
He could see that Wei Ling was full, so his sister did it again because she probably saw that he wanted to eat more. With a red face, the child shook his head restrainedly and said, "Sister, I'm not hungry, my stomach is full."
Although his family still has enough food now, they still need to save when necessary.
"Sister has never eaten noodles like this. If you want to eat some, I will make a little more. Chuchu, can you eat with sister? " Qin Qingman felt sad for the child's understanding and was also reflecting on herself.
She had never been married in her previous life and had no experience in raising children, so she subconsciously ignored Chuchu's instinct to be tempted by food.
When Chuchu heard that Qin Qingman also wanted to eat, her eyes immediately became brighter than the oil lamp beside her.
The answer was also very loud, "Okay!"
"Then Chuchu, help your sister wash some more green onions." Qin Qingman assigned tasks to the children. She knew that this would make the children feel more comfortable and feel needed in this family.
"Sister, I promise to complete the task."
Chu Chu happily gave Qin Qingman a military salute that was not at all formal, and it was even unprofessional that her palm was turned upside down.
But neither Qin Qingman nor Wei Ling pointed it out.
Instead, he looked at the happy child with gentle eyes.
While Chuchu ran to a corner of the hall to pick onions, Wei Ling put down his bowl and went to help Qin Qingman. He was strong and kneaded the dough more easily than Qin Qingman.
Qin Qingman did not stop Wei Ling from working, but added firewood to the stove to boil water again.
Then I washed my hands and cut the salami.
"Qingman, our marriage application has been approved by the division. We can get the marriage certificate now." Wei Ling kneaded the dough and then said what he had been hiding all the way.
The knife in Qin Qingman's hand deviated and almost cut her finger.
Wei Ling was so frightened that he quickly put down his pancake and grabbed Qin Qingman's hand to check. He was relieved to see that there was no wound, and then he blamed himself seriously, "Qingman, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it at this time."
Qin Qingman didn't listen to Wei Ling's apology at all.
At this moment, all her attention was focused on Wei Ling's face, and she felt as if she was dreaming.
It has only been a few days since she accepted Wei Ling's proposal, how come her marriage application was approved? Isn't it said that the military's political review is very strict and should take a long time? How come it only took a few days for them to approve it?
"When did you submit your application?"
It took Qin Qingman a long time to find her own voice, and her voice was even a little vague because of disbelief.
"I submitted the application on the day I returned to the camp, and then asked the comrades in the Political Department to expedite the process. Only then was I able to get the application approved so quickly." Wei Ling did not describe the process of urging Wang Chengping to stamp his application.
After listening to Wei Ling's explanation, Qin Qingman finally understood how this freshly-issued marriage application approval came about. Because of Wei Ling's explanation, the military personnel who didn't know the inside story thought that the two of them were very eager to get married.
Then, her face quickly turned red under Wei Ling's gaze.
So red that it looks like blood is dripping.
Qin Qingman's skin was already fair and delicate, and her red face attracted even more attention. Wei Ling couldn't help but keep his gaze on it, and even reached out his hand to feel the temperature.
So hot and tender.
After touching her, Wei Ling's hand froze on Qin Qingman's face.
Qin Qingman's face became even redder and hotter. She looked at Wei Ling with shyness and anger. She felt that not only had she been molested, but she might have been painted with a cat's face because Wei Ling had just been kneading dough and his hands were covered with flour.
"Hahaha, my sister is a calico cat."
Sure enough, Chuchu's laughter rang out from the side.
"I'm sorry." The tension in Wei Ling's eyes faded, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes when he looked at Qin Qingman.
In fact, he really didn't mean to smear flour on Qin Qingman's face.
But there is a wrong way.
This actually diluted the weird atmosphere.
Qin Qingman was turned into a cat by Chuchu's joke. She immediately pulled her hand out of Wei Ling's hand and touched her face. Then she pointed at the child who was looking up at her with a smile showing his teeth. This touch caused some black and yellow spots to appear on Chuchu's smooth face.
Chu Chu's eyes immediately widened in shock.
He first looked at Qin Qingman who looked very proud, then looked at Wei Ling, and finally said in disbelief: "Sister, it was obviously your brother-in-law who drew the cat for you, why did you draw me?" He couldn't figure out the reason.
Facing Chuchu's questioning, a hint of shyness flashed across Qin Qingman's eyes.
She didn't want to retaliate against Wei Ling. The main reason was that whenever she thought of touching Wei Ling's face with her hands, she became extremely nervous, so she had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.
"Who told you to laugh at me, huh——" Qingman turned around and continued cutting the fat intestines, giving Chuchu a reason at the same time.
...It was indeed a joke that Qin Qingman was so embarrassed that she silently went to get her own towel to wipe her face.
Chuchu was still young and easy to fool, but Wei Ling was a sharp-minded person and had long noticed Qin Qingman's discomfort. Holding back his laughter, he returned to the chopping board and continued kneading the dough.
He likes to spend time with Qin Qingman and her brother.
It's very natural and harmonious, with the warmth of home and a feeling of happiness.
Qin Qingman, who was standing aside, had actually been keeping an eye on Wei Ling. Seeing Wei Ling's expression at this moment, she felt a little unhappy for some reason. After cutting the sausage, she came over to take over cutting the noodles.
At this time, noodles at home need to be rolled into thin slices and then cut.
"I'll come, you command."
Wei Ling had seen how Qin Qingman made noodles before and knew how to do it, but he spoke very nicely and handed the command to Qin Qingman.
Qin Qingman felt a little better after seeing that Wei Ling was quite sensible.
Then he whispered the key points of cutting noodles.
Wei Ling is very strong and has better control over the strength than Qin Qingman. Each noodle he cuts is of uniform size, as if they were measured with a ruler.
Qin Qingman watched Wei Ling working, and for some reason she recalled some pictures she had seen on the Internet in later life.
The soldier's kitchen is not only tidy, but even the layout is like soldiers lined up, with mountains and peaks visible from all directions.
"Qingman, how about I punish myself twice as much?" After cutting the noodles, Wei Ling looked at Qin Qingman with a smile. He had finished the work at this time, so there was naturally some flour on his hands, so he could wipe his face with it.
"No." Qin Qingman glared at Wei Ling to stop him.
She was not so petty. She was angry because her marriage with Wei Ling might become a laughing stock to the people in the army because of Wei Ling's hasty actions.
"Then punish me." Seeing that Qin Qingman seemed to be still upset, Wei Ling simply grabbed her hand.
Qin Qingman's fingers are slender and long, as beautiful as green onions.
As soon as Wei Ling grabbed Qin Qingman's fingers, his eyes widened.
As an ancient man, he had never seen a girl's hands from such a close distance, and these hands belonged to the person he liked.
Wei Ling's reaction made Qin Qingman laugh.
Qin Qingman struggled slightly to free her hand, but seeing the regret flashing in Wei Ling's eyes, Qin Qingman finally reached out her hand and gently wiped Wei Ling's face.
Just this one blow left several flour marks on Wei Ling's face.
This made Wei Ling satisfied.
A family should be together.
"Look silly." Qin Qingman glared at Wei Ling shyly and turned to cook noodles. The water on the stove was boiling and bubbling.
"Oh, brother-in-law, you've become a tabby cat too." Chuchu, who had just wiped herself clean in a corner of the hall, turned around and saw a few streaks of flour on Wei Ling's face. Looking at the few streaks of flour that were inconsistent with Wei Ling's temperament, the child was so happy that his whole body was filled with joy.
Then he happily helped pour hot water and handed over towels.
"Thank you, Chuchu."
Wei Ling loved Chu Chu very much. Not only was this child quiet, but she was also sensible. She was much cuter than their nephews in the Duke's Mansion in their previous lives.
"Brother-in-law, wipe your face. I'll go light up the kang in the east room."
Wei Ling came. Chu Chu knew that he would have to sleep in the east room with his brother-in-law tonight, so she actively went to heat the kang. If the kang wanted to be warm, it had to be heated in advance.
Qin Qingman didn't cook a lot of noodles this time. She just cooked a small bowl for each person, the kind that could be finished in a few bites.
Wei Ling didn't say that he didn't want to eat anymore. Given his appetite, adding this little bit was no problem at all.
After wiping his face clean, Wei Ling looked at the towel in his hand.
This towel was the one he used when he was at Qin's house last time, which means it is for his exclusive use.
Thinking that his breath had just been contaminated on Qin Qingman's towel by chance, he also wanted his towel to have the same treatment. He changed the basin of water, immersed his already washed towel in the water again, wrung it dry, and finally came to Qin Qingman's side.
"Qingman, wipe your face."
The flour he had applied on Qin Qingman's face was a little dry.
Qin Qingman, who was kneading noodles, had no time to do anything.
"Chu Chu went to burn the kang in the east room." Wei Ling solved Qin Qingman's problem in time.
Qin Qingman glanced at the towel in Wei Ling's hand, her face flushed a little, but she finally raised her head and muttered, "You did it on purpose."
"Yeah." Wei Ling admitted his intention generously.
The bowl of noodles was small in quantity but excellent in taste. The three of them were reluctant to finish it in a few bites. They chewed it slowly for five or six minutes before putting down the bowl.
Not only Chu Chu drank the noodle soup in the bowl carefully, but Qin Qingman and Wei Ling did the same.
Food was scarce, and people living in that era were accustomed to cherishing what they had.
"Sister, the noodles are so delicious." Chu Chu couldn't help but praise Qin Qingman as she recalled the deliciousness of the noodles.
They had eaten noodles before, but at most they would add some pickled cabbage and radish to it, and the taste was completely different from what it tastes like today.
Qin Qingman was also very satisfied with the texture and taste of the noodles, and generously promised: "We will also eat noodles for breakfast tomorrow." Anyway, all the preparations are pasta, whether it is made into noodles or steamed buns, it makes no difference.
"That's great." Chu Chu was the first to applaud.
Wei Ling also looked very happy.
After eating and drinking, several people sat around the fire to warm themselves.
Qin Qingman told Wei Ling about the thieves that had robbed her home the night before, and also told him about the brigade's punishment of the thieves.
Wei Ling listened patiently without interrupting.
"A Ling, do you think it is right or wrong for me to agree to this punishment?" Qin Qingman asked Wei Ling this question, but she actually wanted to ask about the position of director of the women's department.
"The position should be given to the most capable. This can't be considered 'bribery'. It's a democratic election anyway. Whether you can be elected depends on your prestige in the brigade." Wei Ling heard the reason why Zheng Anguo and others wanted to replace the director of the women's department. An incompetent person staying in such a position would only be a burden.
It's better to change it.
But he also knew that Zheng Anguo and his team's nomination of Qin Qingman to run for election had something to do with him.
However, this is only a prerequisite. It mainly depends on Qin Qingman herself. If she has no ability, she cannot be helped no matter how much support she receives. If Qin Qingman herself meets the requirements for the election, her running for election is completely in line with the policy.
After hearing what Wei Ling said, Qin Qingman knew that this matter would not cause any trouble to Wei Ling.
"By the way, what about the pit in the yard?" Qin Qingman was curious about how the pit appeared. Besides this pit, were there other similar pits in the yard?
Wei Ling then remembered that he had forgotten to explain the trap to Qin Qingman and her brother.
"There were no extra pits in the yard, so there was only this one. The meat had to be frozen outside to prevent it from spoiling. That night I discovered someone was trying to steal the meat, and time was limited, so I dug this pit in the yard. I was going to tell you about it, but I forgot about it the next day because I was in a hurry to leave."
He didn't really forget.
The pit he dug was based on the mechanisms shown in the military strategy books. Even if Qin Qingman and Chu Chu jumped on it with all their might, it wouldn't collapse. But it wouldn't work for thieves like Qin Jianming and the others. Thieves have different points of force under their feet. As long as they touch the mechanisms, they will be immediately flipped over. So he reminded the Qin siblings.
After all, he had already used ice to warn Liu Sangunzi and his men that night.
He didn't expect that these people would dare to come after he left. The facilities he reserved in advance must have worked.
Qin Qingman was worried that the pit would hurt one of her own. If she was not at home one day, what would she do if Chuchu fell into it?
Ever since the pit appeared, she and Chuchu felt a little scared whenever they passed by the pit.
"The tunnel has an organization. No matter what you do in it, it will not have any impact. I will restore the tunnel later. I believe that now that a thief has been caught in this tunnel, no one will dare to take risks here again." Wei Ling's example of killing a chicken to scare the monkey was more practical than any words.
"Fill the pit now. After Liu Sangunzi and his men were arrested, no one in the village will dare to take risks in our yard anymore, because no one can guarantee that there are no pits elsewhere in our yard." Qin Qingman agreed with Wei Ling to backfill the pit.
"Yeah." After eating and drinking, Wei Ling simply picked up the shovel and went out to work.
"A Ling, put on your cotton coat." Qin Qingman chased after Wei Ling holding his cotton coat.
"No need. You have to sweat while working." Wei Ling was skilled in martial arts and really didn't care about the severe cold. Instead, he asked Qin Qingman to go back to the house quickly. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening and it was snowing, making it even colder.
"I'll get you some water."
Qin Qingman thought about it and turned back to the house.
Wei Ling must sweat after doing heavy physical work, and he has to take a shower after sweating, otherwise he will easily catch a cold.
"Qingman, I brought some clothes."
Wei Ling reminded Qin Qingman in time.
He brought his belongings with him, so he no longer had to wear his deceased father-in-law's clothes.
"Yeah." The response pressed in Qin Qingman's throat came from afar.
The corners of Wei Ling's mouth lifted higher and higher, and he worked faster and faster. The permafrost layer that was as hard as stone in the eyes of ordinary people was not difficult at all for him. He filled the pit in half an hour.
Wei Ling stopped only after he stepped on it firmly with his feet.
The ground he had just turned over was a bit messy, but he didn't intend to clean it up.
It was snowing heavily that day, and the amount of snow was not small. I estimated that not only would the ground be flat tomorrow, but we would also have to shovel the snow before we could travel.
When Wei Ling returned to the room again, Chu Chu had already gone to sleep.
The child was used to going to bed early, and his eyelids were already drooping as he insisted on going to bed. Qin Qingman saw this and quickly asked the child to go to bed first.
Before going to bed, Chuchu repeatedly asked Qin Qingman to promise that she would be able to see Wei Ling with her eyes open the next day.
Qin Qingman was so embarrassed by the child that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Last time Chuchu woke up, she saw Wei Ling beside her and got angry with her. But today, she actually asked to see Wei Ling when she woke up the next day. It seems that after meeting him a few times, Wei Ling has occupied a very important position in the child's mind.
Qin Qingman, who was about to get married with Wei Ling, was not jealous. She agreed and guaranteed that Chu Chu would be able to see Wei Ling when she woke up.
The child then rubbed his eyes and went to sleep on the kang with satisfaction.
While Wei Ling was busy outside the house, Qin Qingman had been boiling water. It was not easy to take a hot bath in the winter, and a lot of hot water was needed. Not only were the two thermoses filled with boiling water, but the water in the big kettle on the stove was about to boil.
"A Ling, it's cold, you can wash next to the stove, and then go back to your room and sleep."
After Qin Qingman explained this to Wei Ling, she planned to go back to her room.
"Qingman." Wei Ling called Qin Qingman.
Qin Qingman blushed a little as it was her first time to heat bath water for a man. She looked over when she heard Wei Ling's call, and then saw Wei Ling, who had washed his hands, take out a large pile of things from the bag he brought, and on the top was a marriage application with an official seal.
Only when Qin Qingman saw the bright red seal on it did she feel it was real.
She was going to be Wei Ling's wife.
Legal wife.
"Qingman, this is the approval of your marriage application, this is my household registration book, this is the grain and oil relationship, allowance, grain coupons, oil coupons, cloth coupons..." Just as Qin Qingman was excited, Wei Ling put all the things into her hands one by one.
By the time he finished, Qin Qingman could hardly hold her in her arms.
Not only did Wei Ling give her all his belongings, he also put all the medals and awards he had won in the army into Qin Qingman's arms.
Qin Qingman was shocked and stunned.
Wei Ling actually chose to hand over his belongings before marriage.
"Originally, I wanted to give all these things to you the next day after I returned, but I went into the mountains on a mission." Wei Ling's tone still contained a hint of regret.
It's a pity that these things reached Qin Qingman's hands a few days late.
Looking at Wei Ling like this, Qin Qingman suddenly laughed.
She remembered a classic saying on the Internet in later generations.
If a man is willing to give you all his belongings, it proves that he loves you very much and loves you so much that you are more important than his belongings.
"Qingman, I don't have a house here. The division headquarters is still under construction. There are dormitories but no individual houses. If you are willing, I will apply for a dormitory, and we will live with Chuchu in the division headquarters. If you are not used to life in the division headquarters, we will choose a place to build our own house in the spring of next year." Wei Ling has already thought about how to live after marriage.
Qin Qingman hugged the things in her arms tightly and expressed her opinion, "Next year we will build another wooden house next to this one."
She knew that Wei Ling, as a man, must have his own dignity and it was impossible for him to live with her in the Qin family for a long time. In addition, in order to stop some people in the village from talking, they must not live in the Qin family after marriage.
The Qin family must be left to Chuchu.
Wei Ling was in a very good mood when he saw that Qin Qingman understood what he meant. He thought that building a new house next to Qin's house was indeed the best choice. The two houses were next to each other, and it would be more convenient to take care of Chuchu.
"Hurry up and wash yourself, the water will get cold soon."
After Qin Qingman finished talking about everything, she picked up Wei Ling's belongings and went back to her room.
Wei Ling kept looking at Qin Qingman's back.
Before entering the west room, Qin Qingman shyly said, "I'll go to the county to get the certificate tomorrow."
"Hmm!" This was the sentence that Wei Ling had been waiting for. Now that he had gotten the confirmation, his expression immediately brightened up, and he released his secretly clenched fists.
When Qin Qingman closed the door of the west room, her face had already turned red.
She didn't expect that she was the one who said that.
Putting down Wei Ling's belongings in her arms, Qin Qingman covered her face and fell on the wide kang bed.
The kang had been heated for a long time, and the temperature was just right. She wouldn't feel cold even if she lay on it wearing only a sweater.
Kicking off her shoes, Qin Qingman rolled over on the bed, hugging the quilt.
She is shy.
Outside the house, in the living room, Wei Ling could hear the little noise coming from Qin Qingman in the west room. He was so happy that he quickly took off his clothes and took a shower.
The bath water was heated by my daughter-in-law, so I must not let her down.
Wei Ling had just taken a hot spring bath the night before, so his body was not dirty. He washed himself clean in a few minutes and put on his army green shirt. He was not cold at all, so he carried the bathtub out to pour the water and cleaned the bathtub at the same time.
The conditions at that time were very limited and it was impossible for each person to have a bathtub.
The bathtub at home is shared by the whole family, so we have to clean it carefully after each bath.
After cleaning the bathtub, Wei Ling scrubbed and dried his underwear and put it on a chair to dry. After doing all this, he turned off the fire and returned to the east room.
Qin Qingman had already prepared the kang for him.
The shops looked old, but Wei Ling knew they were clean.
After tucking in the quilt for the soundly sleeping Chuchu, Wei Ling got on the kang and lay flat on his back. Whenever he thought about going to the county town to get the marriage certificate tomorrow, his heart was burning with excitement, so much so that he could hardly sleep.
The person who couldn't sleep couldn't help but think of Qin Qingman who was not far away.
Wei Ling couldn't sleep because of excitement, and the same went for Qin Qingman.
Whenever she thought about giving herself to a man, she felt excited, nervous, and even more confused. She didn't know if her decision was right, and she didn't know what her life would be like after marriage.
Thinking about all sorts of things, Qin Qingman couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Finally, she asked herself deep in her heart, do I regret it? Do I regret accepting Wei Ling's proposal?
Qin Qingman thought about this problem very seriously, and she found that she had no regrets.
Although she had doubts about her future marriage life, she never regretted meeting Wei Ling. If she didn't regret it, then why would she worry about a marriage life that hadn't even started? She was a new woman, not the kind of person who couldn't live without a man. If she was really unhappy after marriage, the worst that could happen was that she would get divorced and live alone.
With such confidence, Qin Qingman felt at ease.
Feeling relieved, she fell asleep.
Wei Ling in the next room also calmed down because Qin Qingman fell asleep, and then listening to Qin Qingman's soft breathing, he also fell asleep.
The next day, both Qin Qingman and Wei Ling got up late.
This is the aftereffect of overthinking last night.
When Chu Chu woke up and saw Wei Ling, she was so excited that she almost wanted to reach out and touch Wei Ling in front of her to see if he was real or fake.
Wei Ling woke up when Chu Chu just moved, "Chu Chu, good morning."
"Brother-in-law!" Chuchu was as happy as a lark, extremely excited.
Wei Ling also had a little smile on his face, "Let's go to the county town today. Just tell me what Chuchu likes and I'll buy it for you." He and Qin Qingman went to the county town not only to get a marriage certificate, but also to buy some wedding supplies.
"Go to the county town?" Chu Chu felt dizzy. He had never been to the county town in his life.
"Yes, let's go to the county town and drive there." Wei Ling applied for a car before leaving the division headquarters yesterday.
He was at the regimental level and was eligible to apply for the use of a jeep.
"That's great, not only can we go to the county town, but we can also drive there." Chu Chu couldn't lie still after hearing this news. He got up and ran to the west room in a flash. He wanted to tell Qin Qingman the good news.
Qin Qingman didn't expect Wei Ling to be so reliable. She was still worried about how to get into the county town during this time of heavy snow and blocked the mountains.
With hope in their hearts, the family got up and started working on their respective tasks.
It snowed heavily all night and a thick layer of snow had already accumulated outside the house. Wei Ling took Chu Chu to shovel the snow, while Qin Qingman fed the geese and made breakfast at home.
The residents in the village also took action this morning. They not only cleared the snow in their homes, but also on the roads.
Liu Sangunzi and several others who had committed crimes were also in the working team.
Time flies.
After breakfast, a clear horn sounded outside the Qin family’s courtyard. It was the division headquarters’ jeep that arrived, and Xiaoshi was driving.
Wei Ling and his companions, who had been fully prepared, took the relevant documents and went out, then got on the car amid the envious gazes of the villagers.
Kaoshantun is not big, and an outsider coming here would be very conspicuous, let alone a jeep.
From the moment the jeeps entered the village, every household had someone paying attention.
"Qingman, this is Xiaoshi." After introducing the warrior who was driving the car, Wei Ling said to Xiaoshi, "Xiaoshi, this is Comrade Qin Qingman and Qin Yunchu."
Xiao Shi was a young man in his early twenties, a little shy. After hearing Wei Ling's introduction, he quickly called out, "Hello, sister-in-law, hello, Comrade Xiao Qin."
"Hello, Xiaoshi." Qin Qingman accepted Xiaoshi's address generously.
Xiao Shi didn't see Qin Qingman's face clearly through the rearview mirror. It was mainly because it was cold and everyone was wrapped up tightly, with hats, scarves, and everything else. It would be strange for him to be able to see Qin Qingman's face clearly among so many gears.
But what impressed him most was Qin Qingman's voice.
Crisp, gentle and very pleasant to listen to.
Just when Qin Qingman and Wei Ling went to the county town to get their marriage certificate, a long train also departed from Shenyang and headed for their border city.
In the car, Huang Wanqing looked out the window curiously.
What a pure white world of snow! It is said that the city where she got off had even thicker snow and ice than here.
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