Is it related to her man?
There was a sound of a door closing next door, and Qiu Xia went into the room.
Si Yang didn't think much about it for the time being. He locked the door and went to do his business.
When I went downstairs and passed the small auditorium, I heard a few women chatting on a bench by the roadside.
"They've been married for four years, right?"
"Yeah, it's been four years and she's still pregnant. I think Captain Qu is really going to get a divorce from her."
"I heard that Captain Qu was very close to Xiao Zhao from the art troupe. Some people even saw him accompany Xiao Zhao to see a doctor."
"Is this true?"
"Is that true? I think Captain Qu's wife needs to be replaced..."
Si Yang unconsciously slowed down her pace when she heard this. Based on Qiu Xia's reaction just now, she had already guessed most of what was going on.
No wonder Qiu Xia always locked herself in the house and didn't go out. No wonder her face turned ugly when Captain Qu was mentioned.
"Look, who's that woman over there? She looks strange."
"Those who live in Building 6, didn't you see a group of people moving furniture a few days ago? It looks like it's Captain Pei's house."
"Captain Pei? Is he the youngest commander of that military region?"
"That's exactly..."
When Si Yang heard that the gossip was about him, he quickly quickened his pace and left.
Two days later, on the sixth day of August 1970, Pei Tingyu's lips had been raised with a smile since he opened his eyes in the morning.
I’m finally getting my marriage certificate with Si Yang, and even the air seems sweet.
Just after eight o'clock in the morning, he took Si Yang to the political department of the military region to apply for a marriage certificate.
The procedure is simple but formal, including identity verification, oath, signature, stamp and issuance of certificate.
"Congratulations to the two comrades on becoming revolutionary partners. I hope you will make progress together and stay together forever."
"Thank you." Pei Tingyu took the marriage certificate that looked like a certificate from the issuing officer. His heart beat fast when he saw the clear words on it.
[Pei Tingyu and Qin Siyang, voluntarily marry. After review, it complies with the provisions of the Chinese Marriage Law. This certificate is issued.]
"Let me see." Si Yang wanted to take it and take a look.
But Pei Tingyu turned sideways and raised it up, "No, this is my treasure, I want to keep it for the rest of my life."
Si Yang glanced at him and said, "Then you will sleep with this piece of paper in your arms from now on."
Pei Tingyu: "I was wrong, wife, let me show you."
"I don't want to watch it anymore..." Si Yang ignored him and turned away.
Pei Tingyu followed her and coaxed her all the way, and finally saw her smile when he left the Political Department.
After getting the marriage certificate, he moved out of the dormitory that night and moved into the staff housing complex.
In the evening, the two of them took their spare clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After coming back, when Si Yang passed by Qiu Xia's window, he instinctively paid attention to the movement inside. It was already seven o'clock in the evening. Hadn't Battalion Commander Qu come back yet?
Thinking back, she had been in and out of this military family compound so many times, but it seemed that she had never seen Captain Qu.
Returning to his own little nest, Si Yang turned on the desk lamp beside the sofa, took off his shoes, and sat on the sofa with his legs curled up.
"Tingyu, are you familiar with Captain Qu next door?"
Pei Tingyu took off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, and rolled up his sleeves to reveal a pair of muscular forearms.
"Is it polite of you to ask about another man in front of your own man?"
Si Yang looked at his dissatisfied eyes and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Little wolfdog, what on earth are you thinking about?"
The sofa beside her collapsed, and Pei Tingyu's tall figure cast a shadow over her.
"The little wolfdog wants to eat meat..."
Si Yang: "..."
"Give it to me or not?" His deep voice carried the hook of a poison master.
Si Yang stretched out his arms and put them around his neck. The orchid-like scent brushed against his jaw, and his almond-shaped eyes held a hint of charm. "Don't you want to keep some ceremony for your wedding night?" This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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