Jean Love

The [-]th is not a day to go to the market, so the probability of meeting people from the same village in the town will be much lower. I called the motorcycle driver who took me back yesterday to come and pick me up.

"Where are you going?" Grandma asked

"I'm going to town," I said.

"Today is not fair day, what are you going to do?" Grandma wondered.

"Go do something, don't say what it is, it's like a festive event." Yes, I bought a piece of land on the side of the road in the village when I came back this time. My eldest brother was present, and my grandma knew that many people in the village all know.

Sometimes when one thing is magnified, the other will naturally become smaller, so small that even my elder brother who has always been sensitive to external changes, and grandma who pays special attention to gossip will ignore it. It is a coincidence that can be used to cover up some unnecessary troubles.

When I rushed to the town, Zhao Xin had already arrived, waiting there, in front of the town government gate, dressed in plain clothes, a pair of flat cloth shoes, carrying the handbag from yesterday, walking back and forth on the cement road in front of the main gate, everywhere Looking around, saw me, waved, and smiled timidly.They asked each other about the situation at home: "Have all the documents been found? Did grandma notice it? Is she in good health? What is Nian'er doing at home?" A series of caring expressions.

I answered one by one, everything is fine here, and then asked: "Who sent you out? It's so early."

"My cousin, also just arrived for a while."

"It's okay, your family didn't say anything, did they?"

"It's okay. My father was nagging in front of me. I ignored him. I told them that I came out to check the ring."

We waited for a while, and the lawyer friend who helped to apply for the certificate also came, riding a black women's motorcycle, wearing black work clothes, and a pair of black leather shoes, parked the motorcycle, and took out a document from the trunk Clamped under the armpit of his left hand, holding a bunch of keys in his right hand, smiling all over his face: "Have you been here for a long time? Come, come and drink tea."

Open a dark red wooden door, a simple office, a mahogany sofa, two mahogany desks leaning side by side against the wall in front of the window, she pulled a boss chair, sat down heavily, and greeted us: "Sit down, sit down wherever you want, if you want some tea, I'll pour it for you." Then he said, "Oh, I don't have any tea here." He laughed heartily and simply.

"Give me the documents, ID card, marriage certificate, household registration booklet, go to the next door to make copies, and make a copy of each."

She leaned over the desk and wrote quickly while chatting with us.

Her name is Lin Zi. She is petite, articulate, warm-hearted, and straightforward. We have known each other for many years and are already quite familiar. My work in Foshan is thanks to the recommendation of her lover. Therefore, for more than seven years, her family and each other have a good relationship with each other. We have contacts, and during the holidays, she has to come to Foshan for a short stay. We cook together, have many contacts, and talk in detail, so we have a deep understanding of each other.There is no need to say too many polite words, and there is no comfort and persuasion. He is carefree and smiles heartily: "Chen Wen has so much money, why don't you scrape him off? Xiao Zhao." In a joking tone.

"Go, where does he have any money? He has a job and supports a large family." Zhao Xin disdainfully smiled and lowered his head slightly.

"Where? Both your grandma and your father said he is rich, and he is the richest of the three brothers, right? Xiao Chen." Lin Zi looked up at me.

"Yes, who doesn't have money, more or less, hehe." I sat on the mahogany sofa by the door, raised my legs, twisted my body, and met her gaze, putting on a comfortable posture.

"Six hundred."

"what?"

"Give me a handling fee of 600 yuan. Let's take a look and see if this is a good way to write." Lin Zi finished writing, holding the letter paper in both palms, straightened her waist, glanced at Zhao Xin, and then at me.

I stood up, gave her the handling fee, and picked up the letterhead. On the front was the relevant information of me and Zhao Xin, birth, nationality, ID number, etc., and it read:

Cause: Divorce

Originally, the defendant went through the marriage registration procedures on January 24, [-], and gave birth to a son, Chen Quan, on June [-], [-]. Later, the relationship between the husband and wife broke down due to the personality incompatibility between the two parties, so the plaintiff brought the lawsuit to the court. Petition for a divorce from the defendant.

After the case was mediated by this court, the plaintiff and the defendant voluntarily reached an agreement as follows:

[-]. Plaintiff Chen Wen and defendant Zhao Xin voluntarily divorced.

Second, the plaintiff Chen Wen voluntarily raised his legitimate son Chen Quan independently, and the defendant Zhao Xin did not have to bear the child support.

[-]. The plaintiff and the defendant have no joint property and no creditor's rights and debts during the duration of the relationship between husband and wife.

Fourth, the respective clothing and daily necessities belong to each other.

The litigation fee of this case was 150 yuan, which was voluntarily borne by the plaintiff, Chen Wen.

After examination, the above agreement complied with the legal provisions, and this court confirmed it. The mediation agreement will become legally effective after both parties sign and receive it.

The handwriting is like a person, elegant and free and easy. I read it twice and saw the words "yuan" and "defendant". Question: "Zhao Xin doesn't have to pay child support, but she can visit her at any time, so don't you need to write this down?"

"You can coordinate these details yourself, and you don't need to indicate them one by one on the document." Lin Zi waved his hand, lifted a stainless steel cup, opened the lid, and took a sip: "Is it okay? Can you write it like this? Are there any more?" what is the problem?"

"It's ok, there shouldn't be any other problems, I don't worry if you handle the matter."

"Where's Xiao Zhao? Can you?"

"I don't have anything else to do, just finish it." Zhao Xin still lowered her head slightly, pinching the strap of the satchel with her fingers.

"When can I get the certificate?"

"What documents? These ID cards and household registration books are no longer needed. They can be taken back. I took away the marriage certificate. They are all divorced. The marriage certificate must be confiscated. Oh, by the way, divorce through legal procedures and divorce through the civil affairs department It's a little different, their divorce certificate is a blueprint, similar to the marriage certificate, our divorce certificate here is a sheet of A4 paper, when the time comes to print it out, you two each have a copy, and it will come out in about a week."

"Want to wait a week? I don't have that much time."

"No, you can go to work. When our director arrives, I'll take you there to press your fingerprints. You'll be fine after that. You're not free. When the divorce notice arrives, I'll collect it for you and keep it. You can come to my house to pick it up anytime." , I can send it for you." Lin Zi said simply and neatly.In this way, a friend enthusiastically helped, and the divorce certificate went smoothly.At around noon, the three of us came out together. At the gate of the town government, Lin Zi stepped on her black women's motorcycle, lit it on fire, and waved to us: "Whoever comes up, my car can only take one person."

"No need, let's go for a while. You go back first. I called your husband just now and asked him to buy vegetables and cook. I'll be there in a while." I waved to her.

"Then I'll go there first, you take your time." Lin Zi twisted her neck, looked vigilantly at the vehicles passing by on both sides of the road, swished, and drove out, with short hair flying.

The small town in my hometown, with the pace of reform and opening up, has developed by leaps and bounds in the past few years. Looking back at the magnificent construction of the town government building, the large middle courtyard, clean half-moon-shaped stairs, and royal blue revolving glass doors are just walls. The body porcelain is mottled and splintered, like a face covered with age spots, a bit tofu dregs.

There is a two-lane asphalt road in front of the gate, which connects Shaogan and extends further.

On the opposite side is a small public fitness square, paved with cement, tiled, marble stools and chairs, and two symmetrical basketball hoops. It is empty and silent at this time, and there is no one there.

In the distance near the comprehensive market in the center of the town, there are many high-rise buildings. The red, white, yellow, and speckled exterior wall tiles are all wonderful. There are also some building shelves under construction. Standing there, the machinery is rumbling and the workers are busy. , showing a thriving, such a scene, I think, is similar to the situation when the fathers built reservoirs and dams, but one is to improve the collective survival and development, and the other is to improve the quality of individual life. Society is progressive, this is for sure of.