There was a thick pile of snow in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau today.
It is snow that has accumulated for many days, and the sun has not yet had time to hit it.
Jiang Qingchi and Mu Yanzhu both brought their ID cards, and they entered in a grand manner.
The staff member who handled the formalities glanced at Jiang Qingchi's ID card, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.
"Young man, you are not of legal age for marriage yet. You cannot get married yet."
Jiang Qingchi leaned over in disbelief: "I'm an adult, 20 years old."
"The man must not get married earlier than 22 years old. There are regulations. You can wait another two years."
Hearing this, Mu Yanzhu felt annoyed.
Yes, how could she forget that Jiang Qingchi is not 22 yet and cannot get married yet.
It would be nice if he divided his age into two years.
In the end, there was nothing we could do. The rules couldn't be broken, so the two of them had no choice but to come out.
When they arrived at the train station, Jiang Qingchi hugged Mu Yanzhu for a long time.
"I don't want to be separated from you."
"Spend time with your family and have a good holiday with them!"
"Well, they don't actually need me to accompany them, really."
"What did you say?" Mu Yanzhu didn't hear what Jiang Qingchi just said.
"It's nothing, remember to miss me."
Jiang Qingchi said, then paused.
"Also, if your uncle and aunt find trouble again, be sure to call me. Don't hold it in alone."
"Also, stop thinking wildly. You are excellent. If you were not excellent, I would not like you, so you must have confidence in yourself and in me. You have amazed Jiang Qingchi for many years, you know. ?"
"Also, if a little boy in your village strikes up a conversation with you, just ignore him. I will ask your brother to supervise you. His brother-in-law is now responsible for his gaming equipment. You'd better have this awareness."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Qingchi let go of Mu Yanzhu.
He stroked her temples and kissed her forehead reluctantly.
"I'm leaving, wife."
"Let's go."
"Do you remember what I just said?"
"I remember it. I remember every word clearly."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingchi left with satisfaction.
Mu Yanzhu touched her hot forehead and sat down in the hall.
In front of him was a person who had taken a ticket to enter the station. Jiang Qingchi was pushing his suitcase with his right hand. As the large army moved slowly, his slender figure and superior temperament made him stand out in front of the crowd of passengers.
I don't know who called him. Mu Yanzhu saw him answering the phone, but hung up within a minute.
After checking the tickets and walking to the platform, Jiang Qingchi turned around -
Through the crowd, he unmistakably saw Mu Yanzhu sitting in the hall.
He waved at her.
That means he is really gone!
Mu Yanzhu also waved to him, let's go, it's not like he disappeared.
He put down his hand and turned back three times step by step. Finally, after losing sight of her completely, he withdrew his gaze.
There is a person in my heart whom I miss endlessly and care about endlessly.
…
Jiang Qingchi takes the high-speed rail and is home in one stop.
As soon as they got out of the station, they saw Jiang San'er leaning against the wall, and Chun'er squatting on the ground with her hands on her cheeks.
It feels good to have someone pick up the phone.
Jiang Qingchi walked over with a smile, pinched Chun'er's chin, "I'm back."
"Brother," Jiang Chunhe brushed his hand away, "I thought you wouldn't come back."
"Are you happy to celebrate the New Year with you two?"
"I don't know who is accompanying whom." Jiang San'er naturally took the suitcase from Jiang Qingchi's hand and said.
"You deserve a beating!"
Jiang Qingchi rubbed San'er's hair, and then the three of them walked home in the warm winter sun.
Jiang San'er walked outside, dragging Jiang Qingchi's suitcase with his left hand.
Jiang Qingchi walked in the middle, holding San'er's neck.
Chuner took the innermost sidewalk.
All three of them are equally extraordinary, equally handsome, and have the same excellent temperament.
Chun'er: "Fifteen years ago, I was always in the middle."
Jiang Qingchi's lips curved, "It turns out time flies by so fast."
The same sidewalk, the same scenery, the same buildings, two young boys wearing white shirts, one of them was walking coolly with his hands in his pockets, and the other, the tallest one, was holding his sister's schoolbag. , afraid that she would fall while walking.
The cool guy back then has become more reserved now.
The one who was the oldest brother back then has become a little kid now.
Things are different and people are different.
What remains unchanged is that the one walking on the outside always gives his right hand to his sister and brother.
The flowery girl appears graceful and graceful, the young man stands out from the crowd, and the jade tree stands in the wind.
The three of them walked towards their home.
There are parents who love them at home, and there are golden retrievers from generation to generation, who are the descendants of heroes.
…
The next day was the New Year's Eve. It was rainy outside and it was not suitable to go out. Jiang Qingchi stayed at home and played chess with Jiang Jingming.
Influenced by their father, the two young men were very good at playing chess. They often couldn't tell who was the winner for an hour.
This time it's the same.
At the beginning of the round, Jiang Qingchi is even better. He likes to do something dazzling, just put it there, with a big formation, confusing the opponent's eyes, so that you can't see the flaws.
San'er is good at strategy. As the saying goes, you can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.
San'er classmate insists on retreating to advance. A game of Tai Chi can be played for half an hour, which is almost the same.
Just killing time.
Jiang Qingchi bumped on one leg and raised his eyebrows: "Can you hurry up?"
"Why are you so anxious? It's raining outside and you can't go out today." San'er held a black chess piece in his hand and stroked his chin with his other hand. His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking.
Jiang Qingchi's lips moved, "You little fox, you want to eat my horse?"
"You've seen it all."
The next second, Jiang Qingchi's pawn was eaten in one bite.
Jiang Qingchi laughed loudly: "You've been tricked."
He knew that Jiang San'er would play chess like this, so he laid an ambush in advance. Although he lost his horse, he got the opportunity to enter Jiang San'er's internal camp.
Jiang Jingming: "You are worthy of being Yan Nian's son."
Jiang Qingchi: "To each other, you are worthy of being Jiang Beiyuan's son."
Jiang Chunhe, who was sitting on the sofa watching them, was speechless.
When playing chess, you still have to beat around the bush and go back and forth.
Seeing that half an hour had passed, Jiang Jingming suddenly gave up his game.
"Forget it, let's stop."
"What's wrong?"
"Your thoughts are no longer with me. It's not a good idea."
“…I was just thinking about what to have for dinner.”
"You should add four words between 'think' and 'evening'."
"What?"
—
"My wife."
Jiang Qingchi: "..."
Jiang Chunhe: "Brother, if you persist for ten more days, Dad will definitely let you out on the third day of the Lunar New Year."
"Ten days? It's too long. I probably can't wait."
Jiang Qingchi quickly went back to his room.
Jiang Chunhe sighed and looked at San'er, "Hey, let's help brother!"
"help?"
"Yes, help him see his wife as soon as possible."
"Oh?" Jiang San'er looked at Jiang Chunhe.
Jiang Chunhe smiled, with a flash of narrowness in his eyes, "I have a way. Come over here and I'll tell you."
…
(End of chapter)