Chapter 141 She and Bai Naihan Are Really Married

Although the tone was light, there was a hint of provocation, as if he was laughing at her for not keeping her words and not daring to play.

Yun Qinghuan's mind twitched and he said directly, "Of course I have no regrets."

"That's enough, let's go directly to get the certificate."

As the man said this, he took her hand and walked out. His movements were so natural that Yun Qinghuan stared at her hand blankly, feeling the warm breath. Afterwards, she realized that he had gone too far?

After all, the two people are in a fake marriage.

But before she could break free from his hand, the man had already pulled her out of the door.

Yun Qinghuan was a little anxious, racking his brains and said, "I haven't got my identity certificate yet!"

In this era, there were no ID cards, and only a written certificate issued by the village leader could confirm identity.

The man chuckled and dug his other hand into his pocket, "I have it, no need to take it."

Yun Qinghuan recognized it. They were all the materials needed when the original owner married Bai Wensong. At that time, the original owner had finished their marriage and was afraid that these materials would be useful in the future, so he gave them to his mother-in-law for safekeeping. But why is it in the hands of a man now? ?

When she was stunned, the man had already taken her hand to the entrance of the village and got on the bullock cart.

There were also more and more people there, many of them from the village. They looked at the hands held by the two people in surprise. Only then did Yun Qinghuan react and quickly break free from his hands.

This time the man did not forcefully hold her hand, but considerately placed a newspaper on the bullock cart for her to sit on.

It was a coincidence that Yun Qinghuan met Wang Shufeng and Baizhongshan again while riding in the bullock cart.

Wang Shufeng saw that her expression was a bit unpleasant, especially when she saw that Bai Naihan was so considerate and knew how to spread newspapers where Yun Qinghuan was sitting. In an instant, her expression changed and she pushed herself to sit sideways on the ground as she didn't mind being dirty. Bai Zhongshan said in a bad tone, "Are you a dead person? Will you spread newspapers when you don't see other people? Or do you just want me to sit on this dirty wooden board?"

One sentence made Grandpa Li, who was driving the bullock cart, change his expression. He said to the people on the bullock cart with a straight face, "If you find it dirty, don't sit on it. I don't mind pulling you spoiled girls in my bullock cart!"

Bullish.

After all, if you don't take a bullock cart to get to town, it will take a long time. Of course, if you have the ability to get a bicycle, just pretend he didn't tell you.

Wang Shufeng shut her mouth instantly, really afraid that the bad-tempered old man would really drive her away, but his expression became even worse, and he glared at Yun Qinghuan fiercely.

It was obviously this woman who was pretentious and plastered the newspaper, so why should I blame her?

To be honest, she has been in the countryside for many years and has done a lot of farm work. She doesn't really care about many details.

But when she saw the delicate and fair skin of the woman opposite and her pretentious manner, she became angry. She was obviously from the city. Why was this woman who was not valued by her family now living like a young lady? , on the contrary, it became more and more beautiful.

And she, a city girl who often received support from her family and was relatively favored, now looked like a rural girl. Her life was getting rougher and rougher, and her skin was getting darker and rougher. This made her really Every time I see this woman Yun Qinghuan, I get very angry.

Yun Qinghuan felt innocent when she was stared at. Moreover, because of Wang Shufeng's relationship, what Grandpa Li said had some connotation to her. She also blushed a little. She quickly sat down, not wanting to attract anyone's attention. But he glared back hard.

Beside Wang Shufeng, Baizhongshan had a good temper. He smiled at Grandpa Li and explained, "Feng'er doesn't mean that. Grandpa Li, don't take it to heart."

Old Man Li snorted coldly and did not respond.

Baizhongshan touched his nose, smiled naively, and then carefully took out the newspaper from his arms and placed it on the wooden board for Wang Shufeng to sit on.

Even newspapers are rare in this era. After all, newspapers can replace toilet paper for wiping your butt.

Toilet paper in this era is very valuable. Not only is it expensive, but it also has to be purchased with tickets. There are only a handful of people in the village who are willing to use toilet paper to use toilet paper.

This little friction finally passed when Wang Shufeng finally sat on the wooden board covered with newspapers.

After wandering to the town, Yun Qinghuan got off the bullock cart and stood there for a moment wondering whether he should follow Bai Naihan.

But the man didn't give her a chance to think. He pulled her directly to a window of the township office, gave the staff all the documents he had prepared, and said concisely, "Let's get the marriage certificate."

The staff member was a lesbian. The lesbian checked the certificate carefully and saw that there was no problem. Then she asked Yun Qinghuan, "Comrade Yun Qinghuan, are you willing to marry Comrade Bai next to you?"

It is a symbolic question, for fear of being forced.

Yun Qinghuan paused, then raised her head and saw the man looking at her intently. His deep eyes made it difficult to see his emotions, but his palms were clenched tightly.

She nodded, "Yes, I volunteered."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man loosened his clenched fist, then pursed his lips into a smile and smiled at the staff member, "Comrade, I'm sorry to bother you."

He was already handsome, and his smile made him even more handsome. Even the married lesbian on the staff blushed a little and said hurriedly, "Okay, I'll do it for you two quickly."

With that said, the staff quickly counted all the materials, and then took out the certificate that Yun Qinghuan remembered.

It's really like the certificate the teacher gave her when she got a good rank in the exam when she was a child.

A bit of a blast.

Could it be that this certificate is the marriage certificate of this era?

Before Yun Qinghuan could get confused, the staff quickly wrote on it.

It also indicated the date of their marriage, September 5, 1975.

After the staff wrote it, they casually handed the marriage certificate to the two people, "Here, here you go, I wish you a happy wedding."

"Thank you."

The man took it, and Yun Qinghuan also tilted his head curiously to look at it, and then reached out to him for one.

There were two copies of the marriage certificate, just one for each person.

Holding this certificate-like marriage certificate, she was very curious and stared at it for a while, but after the novelty wore off, she felt that it was not interesting, and then folded the marriage certificate and casually put it in her pocket.

"Where are we going now?"

She looked up to ask the man, and then she found that the man was staring at the marriage certificate in his hand and reading it seriously. Hearing this, she carefully folded the marriage certificate in half, then took out a book from the cloth bag, opened the book, and put the marriage certificate in the book.

Yun Qinghuan knew this book, called "How the Steel Was Tempered". Bai Naihan liked to read this book very much. He liked to read it whenever he had nothing to do. Sometimes he would stare at it in a daze, looking lonely.

In short, Yun Qinghuan thought this was a book with a story, and he cherished it very much. She really didn't expect that a man would fold his marriage certificate and put it in this book.

For a moment, she felt a little strange in her heart, and she realized later that she and Bai Naihan were really married.

At least in the legal sense, they were real husband and wife.