Chapter 234 Marriage

Yesterday, Murong Qingyun left Bai's house and went home to sleep. His body did not feel tired, but his heart suddenly felt a little tired. He didn't know when Yang Mengmeng went to bed. Before dawn, she woke up with excitement and touched the bed to dress up. Murong Qingyun woke up once in the sound, glanced at it and fell asleep again. When he woke up again, Yang Mengmeng wore a fashionable dress, rode on him, pinched his nose, and smiled crazily.

Murong Qingyun yawned sleepyly, "What time is it?"

"6:1 a.m. Beijing time." Yang Mengmeng revealed an extremely happy smile on her face and said, "Lazy pig, get up! Today is our big day. We will go early and come back early so as not to waste time. Do they arrange and save time for you? Get up, get up, get up..."

Murong Qingyun said with a wry smile, "The Civil Affairs Bureau hasn't gone to work yet. Shall we go to the ghost to deal with it so early? Since I promised to marry you, I will definitely keep my promise. I won't go back on my word. Don't worry! Stop it and let me sleep a little longer."

"No, get up!" Yang Mengmeng pulled the quilt hard and shouted with a little blushing face, "It's not that they can't get married. It's a pity for you to marry you. Humph, don't know what's good or not."

"You married me, and I climb up to you." Murong Qingyun clenched his mouth twice, closed his eyes and said, "At 8:30, just call me again. I promise to accompany you to register for marriage in the best condition.

Yang Mengmeng pounced on his body, opened his eyes with her hands, pouted her pink lips and said, "Damn, you will just do it once! From now on, I will listen to you obediently. This time, I swear. I promise."

Murong Qingyun was very clear that he could no longer sleep peacefully. His mind was getting more and more sober. His hands held her arms and said solemnly, "Your oath and promise are like drinking boiled water."

"This time, people will definitely keep their promises." Yang Mengmeng vowed, "You must believe your wife's words in a few hours. I'm sure, sure, I won't let you down.

Murong Qingyun shook his head and motioned her to go down to make it easier for her to get up. Yang Mengmeng understood it, touched it with a smile, and stood quietly beside him and looked at him. He turned over reluctantly and got out of bed. It's so early that the sky hasn't brightened yet. The two of them walked slowly all the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and it is estimated that neither of them has opened the door yet.

For Yang Mengmeng's angry look, Murong Qingyun could only accept his fate. He went into the bathroom to wash and found that his toothbrush was attached to toothpaste and the cup was full of water. He shook his head again and smiled slightly. His left and right hands picked up something and began to brush their teeth.

Yang Mengmeng prepared for Murong Qingyun one by one to wash his face and go out. As for breakfast, she also cooked for the two of them and waited for him to have dinner together. On such a happy day, Murong Qingyun did not say anything to her, so as not to cause the two to quarrel. When I saw her in this state of joy, I felt very funny.

Murong Qingyun dressed neatly under the personal service of Yang Mengmeng, and then the two went to the restaurant downstairs to sit down and slowly ate their own breakfast. It turned out to be late in winter, but it was even later when it was cloudy. He glanced out of the window with infinite emotion in his heart. As for being so excited?

"Husband, after we complete the necessary legal procedures, we will be a righteous wife!" Yang Mengmeng said embarrassedly, "In the past, I wanted you to forgive me if there was anything wrong with you. In the future, people will work hard to be a qualified wife. Similarly, you can't hide anything from me. After all, the cornerstone of husband and wife together is mutual trust.

Murong Qingyun swallowed a whole poach egg into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it into his stomach, and praised her verbally. He didn't believe that she would have a huge change in his heart. Yang Mengmeng is a woman, and her heart is like a mirror. She is an immature little girl.

The young couple finished all the preparations for going out, and it was less than eight o'clock. Murong Qingyun sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the morning news helplessly. Yang Mengmeng snuggled under his arm and waited for Qiu Wei's mother to wake up. Her purpose is to tell it formally, and then go out to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Yang Mengmeng suddenly felt it and said, "I feel like I got up a little early."

"What does it mean? It's just like that." Murong Qingyun pointed to the outside of the window and said without any emotion: "It's not dawn yet. Who should we go out to apply for a marriage certificate? The Civil Affairs Bureau will not work for us in advance.

"I'm sorry, I know it's wrong!" Yang Mengmeng apologized to him with an apologetic face.

"I forgive you for the Nth time." Murong Qingyun stroked her extremely soft hair and said, "Do you see the auspicious day of the zodiac?"

"Look! I promise to have seen it." Yang Mengmeng smiled and said, "Today, it is very suitable for us to get a marriage certificate."

"Then I don't have any objection, so we will wait for time to go out." Murong Qingyun smiled and said.

Yang Mengmeng quietly accompanied him to watch the morning news. Although she is least interested in this kind of program, she is patient to watch it with him. At about 8:30, Murong Qiuwei came down from downstairs. She pulled Murong Qingyun up and pulled him to Qiu Wei's mother, which was an extremely serious explanation. Murong Qiuwei was really stunned by the little girl. She should have told herself last night. At this time, she said it again, which made Murong Qiuwei feel that there was indeed a generation gap between the two generations.

The young couple got up so early did they officially go out. Yang Mengmeng drove the red beetle to the destination. Along the way, she drove surprisingly slowly. Murong Qingyun was the slowest car he had ever taken. He couldn't help asking her why and replied that choosing a good time to enter the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau is conducive to the smooth marriage life. I was completely defeated by the woman sitting next to me, hoping that their mother and son would not be blind, otherwise their lives would be destroyed.

Shake, shake, finally to the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Yang Mengmeng looked at the time and arrived at auspicious time with great satisfaction. The two got out of the car one after the other, and the little girl was a handbag. She affectionately took his arm and walked into the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Her handbag contains their ID cards and household registers.

The two had just entered the certification hall and were soon told by the relevant staff to go to the next room to take pictures. Naturally, the young couple followed the necessary process of applying for a marriage certificate step by step. Under the encouragement of the photographers, the non-marriage certificate photos were sold to the two for 20 yuan each. He swears and curses. The conscience of heaven and earth sells the cost price, but Murong Qingyun thinks that what he said is a floating cloud.

Murong Qingyun knew about his nepotism of a related leader, and Yang Mengmeng bought all the photos. The little girl knows that she will be slaughtered, but on the happy day, she should give a red envelope to the predestined person. The two took an oath under the national flag and returned to the formal certification hall. Yang Mengmeng handed over the relevant documents for the marriage certificate to the staff, asked her to verify that it was correct, stamped it with a red seal, and returned it to them, plus a red book for each person. The most important thing is that the little girl must pay a certain fee, otherwise everything will be an illusion.

Yang Mengmeng, who got the marriage certificate, couldn't calm down for a long time and said, "We are finally a legal couple!"

Murong Qingyun didn't feel anything else at all. In order to match her mood, he said, "Well, we have finally achieved success."

What he thought in his heart, damn it, it's not about becoming an immortal. What's the right result of cultivation? Women just like formalism.

In a short time, the two walked out of the hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Yang Mengmeng, standing at the gate, clenched her hands on her chest, and her happy expression was natural. Murong Qingyun held the marriage certificate in his right hand and continuously 'pattering' on the heart of his left hand. I am the legal husband of the woman next to me who still needs to be taken care of. It doesn't matter whether there is this certificate or not.

Murong Qingyun suddenly said elegantly, "Little girl, call your husband twice, good husband, come and listen to it?"

Yang Mengmeng did not hesitate for a moment and smiled generously and said, "Honey, good husband, dear husband, good husband..."

"Good boy, wait a minute, I'll buy you candy." Murong Qingyun said with a smile.

After shouting, Yang Mengmeng called his mother as soon as she took out her mobile phone. Yang's mother was excited to burst into tears when she heard that the two children had received the certificate. Influenced by her mother, she cried unconsciously. Both mother and daughter suddenly thought of a dead person: Yang Mengmeng's father. Murong Qingyun, standing next to him, didn't know what to do at all. He thought that she was so excited? Isn't it just one marriage? I just fulfilled my promise to her. After all, this name will be hers sooner or later. The little girl is too naive and kind. However, I like her like this.

Murong Qingyun held Yang Mengmeng's waist and returned to the car step by step. Sitting in the driver's seat, she continued to talk with a runny nose and tears. People who don't know the inside story will not think that the two are married but divorced. The divorce certificate changed from green in the past to red. The two divorced people basically went through the relevant procedures with a smile. The scene of young people crying when they divorce is even more rare. After all, the old guys keep pace with the times and divorce with a smile. What's more, young people?