Yun Qiao: "Mumps, it's contagious."
"Mumps mostly affects children, but adults are fine." He Tingjun didn't care and continued to stretch out his hand.
Yun Qiao didn't give it to him, but instructed him: "There is a medicine bucket under the counter in the room. There is alcohol in it. Take it out for me and I will disinfect it first."
He Tingjun nodded: "Ye."
He quickly took out the pesticide barrel, and Yun Qiao asked him to spray it around on himself. He then disinfected the white coat and mask he wore for the medical visit, threw them into the basin outside the door, and then went into the house.
After entering the house, Yun Qiao went behind the door and took some water to wash his hands while saying, "Brother He, why did you come today? Don't you usually come on Sundays?"
"The marriage office is closed on Sundays, so I took a day off in advance." As soon as He Tingjun said this, Yun Qiao's pretty face turned red instantly.
The tips of He Tingjun's ears also turned slightly red, and these words made him seem a little impatient.
He touched his nose somewhat awkwardly and asked softly, "Are we going to get the marriage certificate today?"
"Has the marriage report been approved?"
"Um."
"It's better to go today than to wait for a better day." Yun Qiao agreed: "I'll first ask Director Jiang to issue a certificate and ask for leave. Then I'll go home and tell my mother."
He Tingjun nodded: "Tuo."
After washing and drying his hands, Yun Qiao turned to look at Guan Ce and asked him, "Guan Ce, I'm off duty today. Do you want to continue studying in the clinic or go home?"
Guan Ce closed the book tactfully and said, "Teacher, I will go home and study."
Yun Qiao nodded and said, "Mr. Right, when you get home, write down any questions you have while reading the book. I'll come back tomorrow and explain them to you."
"Damn it." Guan Ce packed up his books and quickly left the clinic.
Yun Qiao went to the cubicle at the back and changed into a festive burgundy knitted cardigan, then locked the door of the health room and went to Jiang Ling's office.
Yun Qiao knocked on the door and entered the room. He Tingjun was standing outside waiting for her.
"Director Jiang."
As soon as Yun Qiao entered the room, Jiang Ling knew what she was here for. She had seen He Tingjun coming to see her a long time ago.
"You're here to get your marriage certificate, right? It's already been issued."
Jiang Ling smiled and pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer. As she spoke, she took out a pen and painstakingly filled in the time on it. She stamped it with a red seal and handed it to Yun Qiao: "Here you go."
"Thank you, Director Jiang." Yun Qiao took the marriage certificate and said, "After that, I have to take another day off today."
"Okay, approved."
Getting married is a happy event, Jiang Ling said very politely.
After getting the marriage certificate, Yun Qiao came out of Jiang Ling's office, got into He Tingjun's jeep parked outside the team headquarters, and headed to the house rented by Feng Juan.
When I got home, Feng Juan was sitting in the shade outside the east wing, teaching Yuanyuan how to sew clothes.
One of them taught seriously, and the other learned seriously, neither of them paying attention to what was happening outside. It was Aunt Feng who came out to clean up the kitchen that first discovered Yun Qiao and He Tingjun.
After greeting each other, Yun Qiao walked up to Feng Juan and called out softly, "Mom, Brother He and I are going to get our marriage certificate today. We won't be back by noon, so we won't be home for dinner. You don't have to cook for us."
Feng Juan smiled and nodded: "I understand, go ahead."
Feng Juan glanced at Yun Qiao's burgundy knitted cardigan and asked, "Do you need to change clothes? Put on your green military uniform?"
Yun Qiao glanced down at her red knitted cardigan, shook her head, and said, "No need. This red one is also quite festive."
Feng Juan reminded: "Tingjun is wearing a green military uniform."
Yun Qiao still shook his head: "No, I think red and green go well together."
He Tingjun also said: "Look at the red one."
Feng Juan didn't say anything more and smiled, "Hey, since you all think it's red, then don't change it. After all, red suits you well."
Yun Qiao hummed, "I'm going back to the house to get something."
She returned to her room, tidied herself up briefly, untied the slightly rustic ponytail on her head, combed her hair, and tied it into a gentle bun that matched her red cardigan. Then she took her personal ID and came out of the room.
"Mom, we're gone." Yun Qiao waved to his family.
"Let's go." Feng Juan saw him out the door and watched Yun Qiao get into the car.
"Goodbye, Aunt Feng."
He Tingjun started the car, left the fifth company camp, and drove all the way towards the commune.
In the seventies, marriage certificates were still issued by the Revolutionary Committee.
There weren't many people queuing up to get married at the Revolutionary Committee's marriage registration office. When Yun Qiao and her friends arrived, the couple in front of them had just received their marriage certificate and were leaving, so they didn't even have to queue.
The marriage registration process for those in their seventies was a bit more complicated, whether it was because of He Tingjun's military status or if it was inherently more complicated than for those in their eighties. Not only did they check the written documents of both parties, but they also carefully inquired about their respective families and work situations, as well as how the two got together, to confirm whether both parties were willing to marry.
Although this information was written on He Tingjun's military marriage registration certificate and marriage report, the two still patiently explained it to the clerk.
Because there were no problems with either person's information, He Tingjun's marriage application was approved by the army, and his personal rank was high, the clerk asked the usual questions and then issued them a marriage certificate.
The clerk handed the marriage certificate, which looked like a certificate of honor, to the two of them and then said, "With this marriage certificate, you can go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy two kilograms of candy. No ticket is required. Don't forget to buy it."
"Thank you, we understand."
After thanking the clerk, He Tingjun took Yun Qiao's hand and pulled her out of the office.
Yun Qiao felt a little uncomfortable holding hands in public in front of others, and a blush appeared on her fair face.
After leaving the registration office, Yun Qiao struggled slightly, "Brother He, let go..."
"I won't let go." He Tingjun held her hand tightly, and Yun Qiao struggled twice but failed to break free.
Noticing someone was watching them from the corridor, Yun Qiao raised her hand to cover her face unintentionally: "Others will see us and tell on us."
"The one I pulled was my own wife." He Tingjun grinned, unable to hide his smile.
What's wrong with holding hands?
He is willing to hold hands!
It's a licensed and legal activity, so the patrol can't do anything about it!
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