What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

"Although my parents were uneducated, they were very open-minded."

"When I was sensible, they often told me that when they die, they must not be buried in the ground."

"Especially when my dad was alive, he told me to scatter his ashes into the sea. He said that he didn't make much contribution to society when he was alive, and he didn't want to waste land resources after he died. .”

"Actually, I admire him a lot."

In fact, Zhang Xiaoan admires himself even more now, he doesn't even need to draft a lie.

There is no way.

Zhang Xiaoan didn’t want to lie either.

But his parents disappeared thousands of years ago, and Fang Moxuan had to go to worship them. What could he do?

A white lie is better than finding a random grave to give money to a stranger, right?

"Then where do you go every year when you pay homage to your uncle and aunt? To the beach?" Fang Moxuan asked curiously.

Burial at sea was a common custom, of which she had no doubt.

"To the almighty crossroads."

"Oh... then after we return to Wangjiang, let's find a place to burn some paper for uncle and aunt. Let's pack our things first."

……

more than an hour later.

Zhang Xiaoan and his wife loaded the valuable things at home into the car, including some gifts and clothes that Fang Moxuan had bought for him before.

He also stuffed the tortoise that had lived for hundreds of years into the trunk.

After raising him for so long and having some affection for him, Zhang Xiaoan definitely couldn't throw the bastard in the pool and let him die on his own.

Because if he doesn't divorce Fang Moxuan, he probably won't come back to this house in Sanjiang City.

After moving all the family property, Zhang Xiaoan took the household registration book and drove Fang Moxuan back to Wangjiang.

……

Two in the afternoon.

In front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Zhang Xiaoan sat in the car, looking at the marriage certificate in his hand longingly.

A palm-sized marriage certificate made him unable to calm down.

……I am married?

I have lived for tens of thousands of years... and got married in such a daze? !

Zhang Xiaoan felt as if he was in a dream. More than half a month ago, he was still thinking about his ascension, but now his freedom was restricted by a marriage certificate.

It really is impermanent!

"Husband, hold up your marriage certificate and let's take a photo." Fang Moxuan came over and hugged his neck, raising her phone at a 45-degree angle.

Zhang Xiaoan held up the marriage certificate, leaned his head next to Fang Moxuan, and grinned.

"Crack!"

Zhang Xiaoan retracted his smile, looked at the group photo on the screen and asked, "Have you turned on beauty treatments?"

"Not open..."

"Then why does the photo look so good?"

"My sister is naturally beautiful!"

"What a beauty! Look at your photo, your chin is as pointed as a pickaxe!"

Fang Moxuan turned her head, held up her marriage certificate, and said with a sinister smile: "Zhang Xiaoan, when I beat you before, you could sue me, but now that we have a certificate, my beating you is considered domestic violence at best."

"Domestic violence is difficult to prove, do you understand what I mean? Hehehe..."

Zhang Xiaoan was at a loss for words and asked after a long silence: "Can you please not reveal your ugly face as soon as you get the certificate?"

"It's normal. Look at those fishermen. How can they continue to feed the fish they catch?"

Zhang Xiaoan: "..."

These words sound a bit familiar... aren't these my fucking words? !

Fang Moxuan patted his chest wildly: "Brother! After going around for so long, you finally fell into my hands! Hahaha!"

What does a marriage certificate represent?

It means that the relationship between Fang Moxuan and Zhang Xiaoan is protected by the law. From the moment the certificate is obtained, Zhang Xiaoan is the person closest to her, and even Fang Jun has to lean back!

"I still say that."

"Fart!"

"Pfft~" Zhang Xiaoan frowned: "Ah... comfortable~"

Fang Moxuan immediately pinched her nose and asked with a disgusted expression: "Are you serious?"

"I happened to have a fart. I couldn't help it when I got here. I really can't hold it in anymore..." Zhang Xiaoan raised his hand to fan the stinky smell in the car and continued: "I advise you not to be happy too early. The Civil Affairs Bureau is not If you don't give me a divorce, you'd better be nice to me, otherwise I will really run away..."

"Don't worry, I will always be nice to you and pamper you!" Fang Moxuan kissed him and waved her hand: "Let's go buy champagne to celebrate that I finally got married! Hahaha! "

"okay!"

Zhang Xiaoan finally felt happy in his heart.

With a happy smile on his face, he drove the Wrangler and left the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Fang Moxuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, opened her circle of friends and edited: [The former Ms. Fang is now Mrs. Zhang! Mr. Zhang, please give me your advice for the rest of my life! 】

Along with the selfie of the two of them just now, Fang Moxuan happily posted it on Moments.

After a few minutes.

An epic earthquake occurred in Fang Moxuan's circle of friends!

The news that Zhang Xiaoan and Fang Moxuan received their certificates hit the city of Wangjiang like a huge boulder.

The Wangjiang rich second-generation circle, which had just calmed down for a few days, became restless again.

The first person to like and comment was Yuan Feifei.

Yuan Feifei: [Wow! My baby is finally getting married. When will the wedding be held? I want to be your bridesmaid! 】

Yang Xinyi: [Count me in! I want to be a bridesmaid too! 】

Chen Jian: [Wife? I like! 】

Fang Moxuan replied: [There are several aunts in my company who have been married for decades. Do you want them? 】

Chen Jian: […I’m just kidding, I’ll have a baby soon! 】

Fang Moxuan: [Thank you! 】

……

In a large flat building with an area of ​​more than 300 square meters in XX City.

Fang Jun sat in front of the coffee table, frowning and looking at Fang Moxuan's circle of friends.

In his heart, he had changed his mind about Zhang Xiaoan and was willing to give him a chance, but it did not mean that he was willing to let Zhang Xiaoan become his legal son-in-law.

Even if Fang Jun intended to make Zhang Xiaoan his legitimate son-in-law, it would only happen after the other party showed his ability and value.

But now that his backyard is on fire, Fang Jun has no energy to take care of things at home.

He put the phone aside, took out a packet of powder from his pocket and poured it into the water glass on the coffee table.

"Husband! Look quickly!"

Hearing footsteps coming from the bedroom, Fang Jun immediately put the powder back into his pocket.

His mistress is named Xue Qing, a college student who is still in the internship stage.

The two have been together for more than a year, so Fang Jun rarely stays in Wangjiang under normal circumstances. When he has nothing to do, he goes to the branch office to be with his mistress Niwai.

To describe Xue Qing as a mistress might be a bit derogatory to her.

After all, Fang Jun was widowed many years ago, and the two of them were boyfriend and girlfriend in a normal relationship.

But if you ask yourself, Fang Jun only uses Xue Qing as a tool, and he also knows that the other party is here for his own money.

Their original relationship has always been harmonious.

But since Xue Qing became pregnant, the relationship between the two of them has changed a bit.

In the past few days, Xue Qing asked Fang Jun to go get the certificate more than once.

Of course Fang Jun, who has been in power for half his life, knew that she wanted to get a higher position and divide the family property. However, due to the child in her belly, Fang Jun could only temporarily stabilize her mentality.

"What's wrong, baby? Did you see anything interesting again?" Fang Jun asked lovingly.

Xue Qing came over and sat on the sofa, nestled her head in Fang Jun's arms and raised her mobile phone: "Husband, look! I just found a fortune teller online, and he said that I am pregnant with a son! We have a son!"

When Fang Jun heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, a smile appeared unconsciously, and he repeated:

"Hello son...Hello son..."