Li Qiumei and Yang Huaihua walked out and sat on the sofa.
Li Qiumei asked Yang Yingsong: "What are your two plans for the future?"
Yang Yingsong took out a cigarette, thought about it, and put it back.
"Qiumei, Huahua, this is what I think, we should go back to North City tomorrow.
We'll get our marriage certificate the day after tomorrow, pick a date, and have the wedding as soon as possible."
Li Qiumei glanced at Yang Huaihua. She was usually such a strong-willed person, but now she just sat there quietly, letting Yang Yingsong make the decision.
Alas, there really is always something that can defeat something else.
Yang Yingsong stood up and said, "Huahua, come on, I'll go for a walk with you."
Yang Huaihua turned her head and looked at Li Qiumei: "Qiumei, let's go together."
Li Qiumei shook her head repeatedly: "I won't be a light bulb."
Seeing Yang Yingsong taking Yang Huaihua out, Li Qiumei hurriedly hid in the room again.
Judging from this, Yang Yingsong may not let Yang Huaihua go out to do business after she gets married.
Fortunately, they are now cooperating with the factory and taking the wholesale route, so Li Qiumei can handle it alone.
Thanks to this batch of bat-wing shirts and skinny pants, she and Yang Huaihua have each earned more than 4,000 yuan.
If nothing unexpected happens, they will both be ten thousand yuan households by the end of the year.
At night, Yang Yingsong lived in Yang Huaihua's room, and Yang Huaihua came over to live with Li Qiumei.
"Qiumei, can you go back with me tomorrow?
I was feeling very nervous and didn't know if it was right or not.
If I ever want to leave, you can bring me back."
Li Qiumei smiled: "Sister Hua, this is not your style.
Do you want to get married or not?"
Yang Huaihua sighed: "I haven't met Yang Yingsong's family yet, and I don't know if it will be the same as my ex-mother-in-law's family?
If it’s the same family, I definitely won’t marry her.”
Li Qiumei moved closer to the bed and said, "Then tell Yang Yingsong to go to their house the day after tomorrow and then talk about getting the marriage certificate."
Yang Huaihua sat up and leaned against the headboard: "I've already told him, I'm just worried about some unexpected events.
After all, my body is not very convenient."
"Well, okay then." Li Qiumei agreed.
The next day, she followed Yang Yingsong and others back to North City.
On the train, Yang Yingsong told Li Qiumei: "Qiumei, our group leader's superior wants to marry his daughter to him.
The team leader likes you, so he rejected the leader's daughter.
Having offended his leader, he has had a hard time for a long time.
And his master's wife would always help Lin Zhiya to make appointments with him, and he had no choice but to refuse.
Alas, if he doesn’t get married soon, he probably won’t be able to stay in the army anymore.”
Yang Yingsong sighed again after he finished speaking. Yang Huaihua asked him, "You mean, as long as Cheng Zhiqian gets married, these leaders won't make things difficult for him."
Yang Yingsong shook his head. "It's not that getting married won't make things difficult for him, but it will stop these people from forming cliques."
Yang Huaihua asked Li Qiumei: "How about you marry Cheng Zhiqian too, and we hold a wedding together, okay?"
Of course Li Qiumei disagreed. How could such an important matter as marriage require people to follow the trend?
Cheng Zhiqian arrived just a few minutes after they got home.
When she saw Cheng Zhiqian, Li Qiumei was stunned.
Every time I saw him before, his hair was cut short, his beard was shaved clean, his military uniform was washed clean and tidy, and he looked full of energy.
This time, if she hadn't come to his house and met him on the street, Li Qiumei probably wouldn't have recognized him.
He was much darker than before, with an unshaven beard and a wrinkled military uniform. He looked a little weathered.
I don't know why? Li Qiumei felt a little distressed when she saw Cheng Zhiqian like this.
It seems that what Yang Yingsong said may be true.
"Captain, I need to help Huahua make the bed. Can you come in and help me?"
Yang Yingsong called Cheng Zhiqian into the room.
Yang Huaihua whispered to Li Qiumei, "Why does Cheng Zhiqian look so much older? Is he really under a lot of pressure?"
"I don't know either."
After making the bed for Yang Huaihua, Cheng Zhiqian prepared to go back.
"Qiumei, please help me send the leader off. I need to tell Huahua a few words."
Li Qiumei quickly got up and followed Cheng Zhiqian out.
Oh, it seems that I have to buy a house in North City as soon as possible to settle down, so as to avoid the embarrassment of being chased around.
Seeing that Cheng Zhiqian was a little depressed, Li Qiumei didn't know what to say.
The two of them walked downstairs in silence, and Cheng Zhiqian glanced at Li Qiumei.
"Qiumei, Yang Yingsong and the others may need to discuss something. Please accompany me for a while before returning."
"good."
Li Qiumei considered it for a moment before asking Cheng Zhiqian, "Has Lin Zhiya been harassing you recently?"
Cheng Zhiqian smiled bitterly: "Lin Zhiya is using the name of my first love to spread rumors everywhere and ruin my reputation."
Li Qiumei stopped and said, "Then you won't expose her in person?"
Cheng Zhiqian sighed: "I am a grown man, how can I have the nerve to raise my mouth and explain myself everywhere.
Besides, I'm afraid that the more I explain, the worse it will get.
Qiu Mei, why don't you help me deal with her."
"How do you help? Go find her in the hospital and beat her up?"
Cheng Zhiqian shook his head: "It's useless, Lin Zhiya is thick-skinned, she doesn't care about anything like that.
If you stand up for me in the name of a friend, she might bite you back and ruin your reputation."
Cheng Zhiqian paused and said, "Qiumei, if you are willing to help me, then marry me, come forward as my wife, and expose Lin Zhiya's true face."
"Okay." Li Qiumei agreed on impulse.
Cheng Zhiqian grabbed her and said, “Qiumei, you must keep your word.
Let's go find Yang Yingsong now."
Li Qiumei didn't understand: "Why are you going to find Yang Yingsong?"
Cheng Zhiqian smiled and said, "Consult them on how to deal with Lin Zhiya."
"Forget it, Yang Yingsong and the others are too busy with their own things to handle this.
I don't have the time to help you with advice.
Also, if you want me to marry you, you have to agree to my three conditions."
Cheng Zhiqian smiled and pulled Li Qiumei: "Qiumei, what are the conditions?"
As soon as Li Qiumei finished speaking, Cheng Zhiqian agreed without hesitation.
So the two of them returned to Yang Huaihua's house.
“Yang Yingsong, Qiu Mei agreed to marry me to deal with Lin Zhiya.
Please give us some advice on how to proceed with this matter."
Yang Huaihua laughed heartily: "Qiumei, that's great, let's go get the marriage certificate together tomorrow."
Li Qiumei reminded her: "Aren't you going to Yang Yingsong's house first tomorrow?"
Yang Yingsong coughed and said, "Huahua is right. Tomorrow, our two families will get the certificate first, and then we can talk about other things.
As for how to deal with Lin Zhiya, I think after you get married, Qiu Mei should stay with you in the army for a few days, and then all the rumors will be debunked."
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