Chapter 2, Jiang Li, is a pervert

After coming out of the marriage certificate office, I took a deep breath and muttered to myself: "I have escaped being unmarried, yet I have not escaped being single. This is truly a perfect ending ah ah ah ah ah ah ... ... "

I almost threw my phone away, wiping my sweat. The explosive power of this box is truly shocking. The volume is so impressive; if one were to become a professional fan, it would certainly be quite promising.

Spicy hot pot is truly a rare delicacy, both inexpensive and delicious. When hosting guests, you can eat to your heart's content without worrying about going bankrupt; what a wonderful thing it is. When the box arrived at the spicy hot pot stall where I was, almost as if it were riding on the wind, I was biting into a skewer of enoki mushrooms. Upon seeing her, I shook the cabbage skewer in my hand to invite her to sit down while offering her a smile that conveyed, "I apologize, but I cannot speak right now." When the box arrived at the spicy hot pot stall where I was, almost as if it were riding on the wind, I was biting into a skewer of enoki mushrooms. Upon seeing her, I shook the cabbage skewer in my hand to invite her to sit down while offering her a smile that conveyed, "I apologize, but I cannot speak right now."

I : `` ... ... ''

Today was supposed to be a wonderful day for me to register my marriage, yet those two silly girls are sitting together, crying their hearts out?! What a pity!

Later, the box informed me that she was in a meeting at the time, so the box, successfully hiding under the table to make a phone call, drew everyone's attention away from the manager towards herself

The box looked at the photo on the marriage certificate, examined it for a moment, and nodded, saying: "He does look quite good. How tall is he?"

I: "I don't know, it is said to be an engineer." Later I found out, engineer my foot...

Dizzy, I just remembered my mother. Should I tell her about my marriage now? Forget it, I might as well delay it for a while. It's inevitable that there will be a storm. Jiang Li, my little friend, how much pressure do you think I am under to marry you?

"You flatter me, you flatter me," I said as I stuffed the household registration book into my bag and wiped the sweat from my brow. "Alright, it's your turn... Where do you live?"

... ...

Jiang Li asked me if I needed him to take me home, and I waved my hand and said no, I am not going home

The box nodded slightly and then asked, "What work?"

Before continuing, a sharp knock on the head from the box exclaimed: "Behave yourself!"

The box held my hand tightly and choked out, "Don't say anything. If he dares to wrong you, I will be the first to go up and smash his head."

I: "BMW, I didn't see the specific model clearly." It doesn't matter to me what car he drives... Then the three big words "Don't touch me"... Mother, it also accidentally caught my eye.

I had no choice but to bring my eyes close to the steaming noodles to steam them a bit, and then, rubbing my eyes, I said: "Box, rest assured, I know you mean well for me."

The box clearly believed my words: "Love at first sight cannot be so irrational. Everyone says that marriage is the sum of the social relationships of two families. You don't even know his background, yet you are getting a marriage certificate with him. You, you are truly blinded by love..."

I nod; in an efficiency-driven society, speed is the measure of combat effectiveness

It is evident that he does not wish to hold a wedding, yet he certainly does not dare to defy the orders of certain individuals. To force one's own child into such a helpless situation, I can think of no other being in this world besides a "mother".

Thus, the two of them each held their household registration books and promptly returned to their respective homes to find their respective mothers... Of course, I am not going home, and he may not necessarily go to find his mother; it is just a metaphor, hehe

At this moment, the box had no intention of joking with me: "Don't talk nonsense with me! I still don't understand, how did you get married without saying a word? I've known you since you were born, and I don't even know when you got a boyfriend!"

The box is currently at work and is unable to answer the phone, so I texted her: Dear, I am married

The box is named He Zi and lives next door to my house. I met her when I was wearing split-crotch pants (according to her testimony, she has known me since she was in her mother's womb, sweat). The two of us have been classmates from elementary school all the way through high school, and in college, our schools were also neighbors. If I were a boy, we would have been childhood sweethearts long ago

The box reached out to me: "Bring me the marriage certificate, let me have a look."

I lowered my head and silently recited: I am overwhelmed by my mother's tears.

I smiled lightly: "You flatter me, you flatter me. At least I won't bring my household registration book to a blind date"

I calmly set down the cabbage and enoki mushrooms, took out a tissue to wipe my mouth, and then pulled her to sit down. Gripping the box, I said earnestly: "Young person, your mental resilience is not strong enough."

The people over there were struck by lightning and have not responded for a long time. I am quite satisfied with this effect, pondering that if I were to frequently get married to scare the box, life would also be filled with fun

Box: "There are many types of engineers; could he be trying to take advantage of the situation? What kind of car does he drive?"

That unique voice attracted the attention of countless passersby

The box directly grabbed the back of my collar, lifting me up from my seat while shouting, "Guan Xiaoyan, you better explain to me what is going on!"

I interrupted her: "Correction! It is not that we are going to get married, but that we are already married. Pay attention to the tense!"

I laugh: "Who says that getting married must involve having a boyfriend?"

The box listened to my account, widened its eyes in disbelief, and exclaimed: "You got married the first time you met?"

As I opened my mouth, I did not expect tears to actually flow out: "After all these years, I ... ... " Damn, I made things worse, I truly am disappointing.

Many years later, when faced with a little brat with the surname Jiang who blindly idolizes someone, I will indignantly educate him: What is so great about your father? Wasn't it I who treated at his wedding...

The flashy BMW kicked up dust as it stopped downstairs in our residential complex. I asked Jiang Li to wait in the car while I hurried upstairs to get the household registration book. Today, my mother went to the hospital to visit an aunt of mine, which gave me the perfect opportunity. It's not that I fear my mother opposing our marriage; that old lady would be thrilled if someone were to marry me. I reckon even if Zhu Bajie came to propose, she would eagerly pack me off. The key issue is, you all understand elderly people, right? Even if you haven't experienced it, you've seen it on TV or read about it in novels. One characteristic of the elderly is their tendency to be long-winded, especially elderly women. If my mother were to find out that I have someone I fancy (ahem, for now, let's consider Jiang Li as that person), she would definitely rally my aunts, uncles, and various relatives to conduct a thorough and comprehensive evaluation of that unfortunate man. By the time the wedding comes around, he might already be driven mad, and that would not be good.

What a strange thing, this young man always brings his household registration book to blind dates? He truly is a unique character

I obediently present it

He promptly jumped into the car and drove away in a flash

I looked at her with grievance: "Did we fall in love at first sight..." Damn, I was the one who got goosebumps all over. What I actually wanted to say is that marriage, to me, has always been a child's play

The box's eye circles turned red, and she patted my shoulder... She really fell for this.

Jiang Li cast a disdainful glance at me and said without any mercy: "You are truly a strange woman"

The box listened in confusion: "You must explain to me in exact detail, without missing a single word, what exactly is going on!"

... ...

Today is Wednesday. As mentioned earlier, I recently resigned and am at home, passing the time by going on blind dates when I feel bored. Therefore, I do not have to work today. I just don't understand why Jiang Li also does not have to work; could it be that he is unemployed as well

The staff member let out a barely perceptible "tch" to express their disdain for those who rely on others for support. I stood in front, fortunate enough to hear it, unsure if Jiang Li behind me caught it as well... Jiang Li, I’m sorry, just let me have this moment of glory this once...

I: "If you change your title, I will not hold it against you"

The box handed me the marriage certificate and said meaningfully: "Little official, do not blame me for being meddlesome; I am afraid you might be deceived. In this day and age, there are all kinds of swindlers."

I shook my head: "I don't know, probably about a head taller than me."

A single sentence summoned the box's furious glare

The staff member glanced at Jiang Li and, considering the man's dignity, did not accept my twenty yuan note. To my surprise, Jiang Li waved his hand and said, "Forget it, after all, we will be one family from now on"

Jiang Li did not refute me, turning to get the car, and as he walked, he said: "Our wedding is inevitable, so be prepared."

In fact, I did not say anything wrong; this marriage was indeed triggered by that matchmaking post from a month ago. Therefore, I honestly shared the whole story with Box, of course, I omitted the part about Jiang Li being gay. Although my friendship with Box is so close that we could be said to be inseparable, this matter involves the privacy of others, and I am not so indiscreet. I only told her that Jiang Li and I belong to the kind of love at first sight that is unwavering (let me just vent a little first). Although my friendship with Box is so close that we could be said to be inseparable, this matter involves the privacy of others, and I am not so indiscreet. I only told her that Jiang Li and I belong to the kind of love at first sight that is unwavering (let me just vent a little first)

I took out my phone and sent a text message to the box

At this moment, the box finally succeeded in reviving and shouted at the top of its lungs: "What did you say, you got married?"

The box shook its head and said uneasily, "You take marriage too lightly!"

Today, there were not many people obtaining their marriage certificates, so our marriage certification process went very smoothly. When it was time to pay, Jiang Li was taking out his wallet, and I quickly took out a ten yuan bill, chuckling, "This time, let me treat you." You treated us to lunch, so we can't take advantage of you, can we

Damn, he is exactly what the saying "burning the bridge after crossing it" refers to

I: "... ..." Your thinking is too meticulous!

Jiang Li patted the steering wheel, his tone laced with sarcasm: "Your household registration book is well hidden."

I do not know how it happened, but tears started streaming down uncontrollably. Why is the effect of this fan so powerful today? Could it possibly be made with chili peppers?

I cleared my throat and adopted a distant tone: "A month ago, on a dark and windy night..."

Box: "Is it rented?"

Not even a minute had passed when the phone from the box rang: "Xiao Guan (this is how she addresses me, sigh), are you getting married? Why didn't I hear you mention it before..."

At that moment, I swaggered into the shared bedroom of my mother and me (I was too scared to sleep alone, sigh). After rummaging through the cabinet, I finally unearthed that enchanting little notebook. Along with it came my various graduation certificates from different stages, as well as a collection of other bizarre certificates, including an excellent award from a school-level speech competition during my elementary school years. My mother is indeed a certificate enthusiast; in her eyes, even the household registration book might be considered a certificate, how amusing. However, among this pile of items, there was one thing missing: the divorce certificate from when she and my father separated. Thinking of this made me feel a twinge of sadness, and I sighed for a moment. It wasn't until my phone rang, signaling the impatience of my little friend Jiang Li downstairs, that I hastily tidied up and rushed downstairs with the household registration book in hand.

Jiang Li started the car without glancing aside: "No need, I brought it."