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7. Registration of Marriage

The next afternoon, Jing Zhe wandered downstairs where Fang Deyue lived, accompanied by Zhou Yinyin, Mr. Jing Zhe was a dog, and the mahjong players below did not dare to tease her anymore, so he asked with a smile , "Yo Yinyin, did you bring your boyfriend?"

Zhou Yinyin rolled her eyes, "He is a married man, so don't be glib."

It made Jing Zhe a little embarrassed. He had envisioned countless romantic proposals and honeymoons, and even had a deep research on which day to register would be more memorable. The fiancé's address went to the operator of the test agency for help, and Jingzhe could only be blamed for being really afraid that Fang Deyue would "purely not want to come" again.

He was waiting at the Civil Affairs Bureau at noon, and he was really terrified of waiting. He let go of the reservedness of being newlyweds and called the phone number on the small card. The receiver was still the familiar lady with cherry-flavored lipstick. Jing Zhe hesitated, "Can you please?" Can you help me find Xiao Fang?"

Just now I reported the name of the dish pleasantly (it’s just that the preferential package has changed from the two-in-one national junior car maintenance certificate and the national auto sheet metal worker certificate to the two-in-one final essay plus Mazhe final exam. The face of the wiring lady in the peak season) changed, and she became a fearless female revolutionary. She interrogated him, "What are you looking for Xiao Fang?"

"I...I want to find him a job."

"We don't allow employees to pick up jobs privately." The wiring lady refused him sternly.

What, wasn't it you who made the match last time?

Jing Zhe had no choice but to tell the truth, "I came to find him to register for marriage..."

There was only a bang, followed by a soprano-like scream, and Jing Zhe's eardrums were humming and painful, and he pulled the receiver tens of centimeters away from his ears.

After the screams ended, Zhou Yinyin made her debut and brought Jing Zhe straight to the mahjong parlor.

"Xiao Fang! Xiao Fang!" Zhou Yinyin raised her head and shouted from the courtyard on the first floor. Jing Zhe looked up, this is a unique building, under the old appearance, you would never imagine how many clues are inside. , feature-rich.An exhaust pipe sticks out there, a few shirts hang here, and a huge teddy bear pokes its head over the railing.

Zhou Yinyin yelled for a long time and saw no one, so she decided to go upstairs to fetch the person herself. The stairs can only accommodate one person, and the steel pipe handrails are crooked. Jing Zhe who was behind was sweating.

A woman who encounters gossip is invincible. She is a detective, an investigator, and a god who sees all directions and listens to all directions. Zhou Yinyin slapped the wooden door so loudly that it knocked down a pile of sawdust and dust. Jing Zhe really doubted if If Xiao Fang is not around, this woman will break into the door.

"What are you doing?"

The two turned their heads when they heard the sound.

Fang Deyue stood at the stairs, tilting her head to look at them silently, as if she had just come back from the outside, carrying a schoolbag.

"Ah, I forgot, you have two orders in the morning." Zhou Yinyin slapped her head and remembered.

Fang Deyue saw Jing Zhe behind him, nodded at him, and showed no surprise or welcome at his sudden visit, "Wait a minute, I'll get the household registration book."

Zhou Yinyin screamed again in a low voice, shaking the residential building, she quickly covered her mouth, looking at this and that.

Fang Deyue pushed the two of them away, lowered his head and took out the key to open the door, "Yinyin, you go back first, I have something to do here."

"Oh, oh oh, yes, I understand!" Zhou Yinyin nodded like pecking rice, raised her hand in a very non-standard but very delicate military salute, and quickly retreated from the building in a backwards manner.

Jing Zhe was still standing at the door in a daze, Fang Deyue kicked away a few waste cardboard boxes at the door, "Come in and have a seat?" He turned on the light, and the moment the light came on, Jing Zhe was dumbfounded.

The room is full of books, and it is different from the pedantic arrangement, but simply overwhelming. Books are both supplies and furniture, crowded together like a paper fortress.

Fang Deyue gave a dry cough and opened the curtains to let in the air. Fortunately, it was raining and there was no barbecue stall downstairs.

He stood in front of the window in a daze for a while, forgetting the dish soap.

Jing Zhe was looking at the books piled up along the wall curiously. They were all textbooks and reference books, and none of them were about entertainment or art. How did they pile up so high?

He also saw a book called "Professional Child-Raising Qualification Certificate Over the Years", and just wanted to take it out to have a look, "Don't touch it!" With Fang Deyue's scream, his eyes went dark, and he was caught by the sudden avalanche. Books directly overwhelmed.

The dust was everywhere, and Jing Zhe felt that he was surrounded by fifteen strong men at the same time. One shoulder hurt from being hit, and the other was coughed by the dust. He coughed and coughed. For some reason, he thought this scene was a bit funny, so he laughed out loud. Said: "You really have a lot of books. It seems that the study at home is useful."

When he moved into his new house, his company colleagues raised funds to give him a set of bookcases as a congratulatory gift. Two or three years later, there were only a few company brochures and a pair of badminton rackets inside.

Fang Deyue knelt on the ground to help him remove the book on his body, and stopped for a while, "Oh."