Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Ji Qinglan...

Did you get it wrong? We haven't even gotten the marriage certificate yet, but you're treating people to candy first?

I just thought about getting the certificate, but Xiao Yi said, "It's too late today, let's get the certificate tomorrow."

Ha ha……

Ji Qinglan smiled.

On the way back, Ji Qinglan insisted on riding the bike with Xiao Yi, but Xiao Yi was unwilling. It didn't make sense for his wife to ride him. It would be so tiring.

Xiao Yi felt as happy as if he had eaten honey, knowing that his wife was worried about his injury.

Ji Qinglan ignored his protest and said, "Didn't you say you would listen to me from now on? Why are you rebelling now?"

Xiao Yi quickly sat in the back seat, like a well-behaved baby.

Ji Qinglan pursed his lips and snorted, then pushed off with his feet and the 28-inch bicycle started moving.

After returning to Honghe Brigade, we went to the village committee first. Now, to get a marriage certificate, we need a certificate from the village committee, otherwise the Civil Affairs Bureau will not issue it.

Xiao Yi took out the candy he had just bought and invited everyone to eat.

So, everyone in the office knew that Xiao Yi and Ji Qinglan were going to get married. Xiao Yi came to help Ji Qinglan with work every month, and in their opinion, it was only a matter of time before the two of them got married.

Li Changlin, Secretary Zhang and Luo Xiufang all congratulated him with a smile. Xiao Yi accepted everyone who came and gave out candies to everyone he met.

Soon, everyone in the village knew about their happy event. Adults and children swarmed over there, saying festive words and lining up to receive candy.

The square outside the village committee office was crowded with people and bustling with activity.

As a result, all the ten kilograms of candy Xiao Yicai bought was gone.

Li Changlin readily wrote the certificate and stamped it. Ji Qinglan thanked him and took Xiao Yi home.

On the way, Ji Qinglan said to Xiao Yi: "Xin Cheng is studying medicine with Mr. Li in the cowshed. I haven't told him about this yet. Go and talk to him yourself. If he disagrees, we..."

Xiao Yi was anxious and interrupted, "Xin Cheng has called me dad since he was a child, he will definitely not object."

Ji Qinglan glanced at the man unhappily. It turned out that he knew everything.

Ji Qinglan went home first and cooked dinner, still worried about Ji Xincheng's reaction. She had been busy delivering meals to Xiao Yi these days and had neglected her son.

Her son must have some complaints in his heart. If he is dissatisfied with Xiao Yi because of this, then she must also consider his feelings.

While cooking, she was thinking about how to get her son to agree. She thought of countless ways on how to persuade her son and minimize his resentment when she met him later.

As a result, Xiao Yi and Ji Xincheng came back together.

The voice arrived before the person arrived. Ji Xincheng's smiling voice was the first to reach the room.

Ji Qinglan went out to see that Ji Xincheng was riding on Xiao Yi's neck, with his two little hands held by Xiao Yi, and the two of them, one big and one small, walked into the house.

"Mom, Uncle Xiao has finally become my dad."

Oh no, why did Ji Qinglan suddenly feel a little lost?

She had thought so much just now that she even put too much salt, but in the end, Ji Xincheng gave her a surprise.

She squatted down and took her son's hand: "Son, will you be unhappy if Mom marries Uncle Xiao?"

"I'm happy! I like Uncle Xiao, and my mother likes Uncle Xiao too. If my mother marries Uncle Xiao, I will have a father."

Ji Qinglan's tears suddenly flowed down and she was so moved that she cried.

She held her son in her arms and said, "Xincheng, thank you."

Ji Xincheng also hugged his mother's neck and said coquettishly: "Then you have to like me more, mom!"

"Well, you will always be my mother's baby." Ji Qinglan nodded.

The dinner was very warm and cozy. The three of them sat in the main room, around a square table. It was warm and natural, just like a family of three.

The moon is bright outside the courtyard, and its light is gentle.

After dinner, Xiao Yi rode his bike back home. Although there were vacant rooms at home, they had not yet obtained a marriage certificate and could not live together, otherwise they would be drowned in spit by the gossips in the village.

Although Xiao Yi and Ji Qinglan are not particular about trivial matters, they still have to exercise restraint in the secular world.

They agreed to pick her up tomorrow morning to get the certificate. Ji Qinglan held her son's hand and watched Xiao Yi go away in the bright moonlight and disappear on the country road.

The next day, Xiao Yi's arrival caused a sensation. He did not come on a bicycle, but drove a jeep.

The jeep was parked outside the village. Those villagers who had gotten up early to do farm work and those who were still asleep came out to watch the fun, and some even lost their shoes.

Here, three years ago they ganged up on Xiang Jun who stole crops. It was also lively here when several people in the cowshed left before the New Year. Today, another car came.

Same place, same excitement.

The protagonist is different.

Ji Qinglan pulled his son into the car quickly. Xiao Yi stepped on the accelerator, and soon everyone was left with only the tail of the car and a cloud of exhaust gas.

Everyone was still talking about it.

"I've long said that Ji Zhiqing's girlfriend is incredible, a hundred times better than Liang Qian's."

Needless to say, you can see it with your own eyes. When Liang Qian was in the Honghe Brigade, he would write and draw, and write some poems that no one could understand. Ji Qinglan helped him with all this work.

He couldn't survive without Ji Qinglan.

Comrade Xiao is capable and talented, and is far better than Liang Qian. Ji Zhiqing is blessed.

The older girls in the team smelled the car exhaust and felt as sour as lemons in their hearts.

By the way, how is Liang Qian doing now?

Someone asked.

As a result, everyone shook their heads and said they didn't know.

When Liang Qian was mentioned, some people scolded Xiang Lanlan: "Xiang Lanlan is so unfilial. Her parents raised her like a capitalist daughter, but after so many years of old man Xiang's death, she never came back to kowtow to him or visit her mother."

"Why are you bringing this up? It's shameless. Our Red River Brigade has lost all face because of her."

Two hundred meters away from where they were talking, a lonely soul stood quietly on the top of the hill. The grass on the grave was taller than a person, and no one had ever taken care of it.

Little did they know that Liang Qian and Xiang Lanlan, whom they mentioned, one was operating a sewing machine inside, and the other's life was not much better.

In the morning, the messy and old alleys were filled with sounds of pots and pans, the sounds of beating children, and swearing.

A man in ragged clothes came out carrying a stinking bucket and went to the public toilet at the entrance of the alley. Passersby covered their mouths and noses and cursed at the smell.

It's time for breakfast, and emptying the shit and urine bucket at this time is just to disgust them.

What a vicious lazy woman.

Emptying the bucket was just the first step for Xiang Lanlan when she got up in the morning. She had to go back and prepare breakfast for the whole family. The man of the family she found later was in his forties, and they had two children, all waiting for her to serve them.

As soon as I entered the house, I was slapped by the man.

"It's already been a while since you made breakfast. Do you want to starve our family to death? If I hadn't been willing to marry you, you would have died somewhere long ago."

Xiang Lanlan shrank back, her back pressed against the door.

Her face was burning, tears were falling, and she whispered, "There's no food at home. You didn't give me money yesterday."

Just as she finished speaking, Xiang Lanlan was slapped on the other side of her face, leaving bright red slap marks on both sides of her face. This time, she was wearing the wrong clothes.