Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Things went smoothly. After just two days, Wang Dahai told Ding Yi the good news. To comfort her, he shamelessly said, "Don't look at He Muyong's age, but he is rich and knows how to care for others. You can be the head of the family directly after you marry him, and there will be no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. The most important thing is that He Muyong has no children, so those things will belong to your children in the future."

Ding Yi thought that these words would be said by Liu Taohua, but he didn't expect Wang Dahai to take over the responsibility. It turned out that he also knew about the conflict between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but he pretended to be ignorant.

When Wang Zhaodi was smiling, she was the one who witnessed the conflict between Wang Jia and her mother-in-law. At that time, Wang Dahai usually did not show up.

He showed up because of the quarrel between the two of them, which disturbed him.

Ding Yi listened to him sarcastically, and said coldly: "It sounds good. It's not impossible for me to marry you. But where is the betrothal gift? Don't tell me there is no betrothal gift."

Wang Dahai poked his hand and said, "Zhao Di, that betrothal gift..."

Ding Yi slapped him and said viciously: "So you want to swallow my betrothal gift."

Wang Dahai covered his face and hurriedly denied, "Zhao Di, no, I just want to keep them for you. Yes, that's it. I'll keep them for you first and give them to you immediately when you need them." After you die, they will be mine.

I dare not say that last sentence.

Ding Yi emptied Wang Dahai of all his money, not only the betrothal money he had just received, but also his hidden money. When Ding Yi was about to collect more money, Wang Dahai quickly stopped him.

"Zhao Di, He Muyong said that if you want to marry him, you have to get a marriage certificate with him."

"I don't have a household registration, so I can't get a marriage certificate. Besides, I don't have a household registration." Ding Yi took out a few more banknotes and stuffed them into her pocket. Even the smallest mosquito is still meat. If she hadn't been waiting for the huge sum of money, the house would have been cleaned out by her.

How can we not get a marriage certificate? I thought of what He Muyong said: "With a marriage certificate, conflicts between husband and wife are domestic violence. Without a marriage certificate, conflicts between husband and wife are considered intentional injury and they will be sent to the police station. Your daughter must go with me to get a marriage certificate, otherwise I will not give her the betrothal gift."

Wang Dahai was anxious, and immediately promised to go back and persuade him, "Brother He, don't worry, I will let Zhaodi get married with you later. But my Zhaodi hasn't been registered yet, look at this..."

He Muyong waved his hand and said, "It's not a big deal. I have connections. It's not urgent to register your household registration. It can be done in two days. I'll notify you when the time comes. You can take Zhaodi to the town directly."

With He Muyong's guarantee, Wang Dahai patted his chest and said, "Registering for household registration is a small problem. I'll take you there in a few days... I..."

When Ding Yi glanced at him, Wang Dahai immediately came to his senses. He was too proud of himself. If he dared to say "I" in front of the evil star, she would use a stick to tell him who is the boss.

"Okay, I'll wait a few days. If it still doesn't work, I'll beat you up."

"No, no, as long as Brother He says it's okay, then it's okay."

Ding Yi didn't want to listen to his quibbling and kicked him out. "Brother He", you called him so kindly. Didn't the original body treat them badly? But he still pushed the original body into the fire pit. He didn't feel anxious at all for marrying his daughter to an old man who was older than him.

Ding Yi does not plan to use the name Wang Zhaodi. If all goes well, she will find a way to get her own household registration.

Three days later, He Muyong came to Wang's house and looked at Ding Yi with lustful eyes. Ding Yi suppressed his nausea and had already sentenced him to death in his heart.

"Brother Wang, pack up and go to the household registration office to get the certificate."

Showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, he continued: "The girl is still young, the younger the better, tender enough, haha, I like it."

"Oh, by the way, when you register your household registration, you have to report that you are two years older, otherwise you can't get the marriage certificate."

He Muyong and Wang Dahai walked in front, and Ding Yi followed behind. As dirty jokes came out one after another, Ding Yi's eyes became colder and colder.

Wang Dahai praised He Muyong a lot. He wanted to kneel down and kowtow to him to thank He Muyong for taking over the evil star in the family.

"Brother He, after we get married, I can no longer call you brother. I really can't bear to let you go."

"Brother Wang, what are you reluctant to give up? Just call me if you want to. Let's talk about our own affairs."

"I feel relieved with your words, I will listen to you. Brother, my Zhaodi is disobedient, don't worry about me, I will do whatever I have to do, I have no complaints."

The town wasn't far, but it still took them two or three hours to walk there.

When registering the household registration, the staff frowned when they heard the name Zhaodi, and turned to ask Ding Yi. Ding Yi was determined to change the name. Wang Dahai just wanted to get rid of this evil star as soon as possible, so he fulfilled Ding Yi's wish. He Muyong thought that the name didn't matter, she was his wife anyway, so he didn't object.

The clerk breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help her, so he could only help as much as possible within his ability.

"what is it call?"

"Wang Yuxin." I hope this miserable woman will be happy in the future and be able to live for herself.

Next, Ding Yi proposed not to share the same household registration book with He Muyong for the time being, because they had not yet obtained their marriage certificate.

He Muyong thought about it and it made sense. He and Wang Zhaodi, now Wang Yuxin, had such a big age gap between them and they had the same household registration book. If people suspected that they were father and daughter, that would be a bad thing.

The clerk's eyes flashed and he immediately mentioned that he could settle down in a certain street in the town, where there were few registered residents and it was very convenient.

Ding Yi agreed and kept his kindness in mind. When Wang Yuxin became successful, he would ask her to repay him.

Ding Yi successfully received his own household registration booklet and a temporary ID card. It is said that all this was possible because He Muyong spent some money and made a call to someone. Otherwise, since Ding Yi has no proof at the moment, he would have to make several more trips to get it done.

Thanks to the sympathy of the staff, Ding Yi believed that he must have seen something, but he could not make the decision. What he could decide was already in Ding Yi's hands.

In order to pay less fine, Wang Dahai and his wife only registered Wang Laidie and Wang Man. They simply skipped several censuses.

He Muyong reached out his hand and wanted to take his household registration and ID card, but Ding Yi refused, "Let me take it. It's only a few steps away. Let's go quickly. If it's too late, everyone will be off work."

He Muyong thought so too. It was just a few steps, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

He walked in front to lead the way, motioned Wang Dahai to walk behind, surrounded Ding Yi in the middle, walked out arrogantly, and went towards another service window.

There is a building in the middle, several dozen meters away.

Walking to the middle of the two buildings with a good view, Ding Yi made sure that everyone inside could see them, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Snapped!"

"Oh!"

He Muyong, who was walking in front, guessed something and staggered, leaning back, reaching forward with his hands, trying to grab something.