The news that Hong Yanwu and Shui Qing were having an affair was spread throughout the factory by the little nurses that day.
It made all acquaintances laugh when they saw the two of them alone.
There will always be people who deliberately ask, "Hey, where's yours? Why haven't I seen you together?"
Or, "You're doing a good job keeping secrets. You're like an underground worker, but you're too quick, aren't you?"
Some people complained to Hong Yanwu, "For such a big happy event, we should add fried liver for three days, so that everyone can celebrate it. It's boring..."
Hong Yanwu and Shui Qing, while dealing with the enthusiastic jokes of their colleagues, took the time to open letters of introduction and were ready to enter the actual stage of marriage.
What's interesting is that that night, Hong Yanwu and Shui Qing each asked their families for their household registration books.
In the west courtyard, when Aunt Shui took out her household registration book, she felt a little hesitant.
I have to ask Shui Qing to reconsider whether she really wants to be the Hong family's daughter-in-law.
That means that after taking this step, she can't take it back, for fear that she will regret it later.
In fact, this is not surprising, mainly because the people at that time were too traditional and conservative in their thinking. Son-in-laws who are easy to accept are those who follow the rules and are responsible, and it is best to have the status of a cadre.
People like Hong Yanwu, who are frivolous and original, are always outside the system and walk on the edge of the rules.
It really makes people feel very uncertain and uneasy. People strive to live a "stable" life. How many people are willing to associate their lives with such a person?
But Shui Qing's personal feelings were completely different. In her heart, Hong Yanwu was the most trustworthy and reliable person.
She firmly stated that she would not regret her choice, and even said that even if she did regret it one day, she would admit it.
It's a pity that the more she speaks so absolutely, the more the mother thinks that her daughter is talking nonsense, and the more she can't rest assured.
Aunt Shui asked Shui Qing again, if she had to choose between herself and Hong Yanwu, would her daughter still marry?
But when I said this, it seemed a bit intentional and very inappropriate.
Not only was Shui Qing in trouble, but Shui Gengsheng was not happy about it. He couldn't help but stare at his eyes and started scolding his wife.
"Now that things have come to this, why do you still want to regret it? Aren't you in a mess? I don't know if you are really doing it for your daughter or are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"
Of course, Aunt Shui did not admit this crime and said, "Why am I making things difficult? It's not because Xiao Wu is not stable. I feel very uneasy about leaving my daughter to him."
But Shui Gengsheng said, "It's okay to be unsteady. He is so young, that is the vitality of a young man. He is so steady that he looks like an old man."
Aunt Shui then added, "But he is so out of touch that he doesn't trust anything."
Shui Gengsheng had more words to say, "Oh, you have to remember even the smallest things."
"I'm talking about big things."
"Isn't it bad that his daughter is the biggest in his heart?"
"Is everything good about him with you?"
"Of course. I've rubbed my head a lot, so I can judge people accurately. He treats our daughter badly, and I can agree with that."
"Hey, what benefit did he give you to bribe you completely?"
"Fart, I'm just thinking about Qing'er. If they get married early, I can sleep well..."
"Bah? You're such a worthless person, and you're just doing it for those good cigarettes and wine? You forgot that that kid even beat you up..."
Well, no matter which pot was left untouched, the more the argument got louder, the old couple's resentment soon became white-hot.
At this time, no matter how hard Ren Shuiqing tried to persuade him, it was of no use.
That scene can be completely described with an opening poem by Liu Baorui.
The horse is thin and has long hooves and is fat. The couple sleeps and fights over the hot kang. The old man wants to sleep in the kang, but the wife is begging for help. The old man says that I picked up the firewood, and the wife says that it is the kang that I burned. The old man says that he sleeps on the other side. I wanted to sleep, but my wife said no, no, no, no. The old man picked up the ash rake, and the wife picked up the rolling pin. The two of them chatted until dawn, and no one fell asleep on the nice hot kang. …
To be honest, it's fortunate that Hong Yanwu and Shui Qing kept their mouths shut and didn't reveal that half of their unit share had been given to others.
Otherwise, if Aunt Shui knows about this, it will be really difficult to get the registered permanent residence certificate.
In comparison, the scene at the Hong family in the east courtyard was much more harmonious.
Although Wang Yunlin was filled with emotion when she took out her household registration book, her nose was sore and her eyes were red.
But both Hong Lucheng and Hong Yanwu would advise.
The husband hurriedly handed over a handkerchief and said that the child would grow up one day and he would no longer have to worry about this bastard as his daughter-in-law would take care of it.
She also said that it was not easy for her to be a mother for decades.
Now that all three sons are married, this is a bittersweet experience, and we have overcome it.
The son also quickly tells his mother a joke.
Hong Yanwu claimed that he had already reported to his master "Zhang Dashao" about getting married.
The old man didn't say anything else, but actually asked him what kind of dish the girl he was interested in tasted like.
Hong Yanwu definitely wanted to put it in a good light, so he claimed that the clear water was like sweet and sour pork loin or caramelized apples, sweet and sour, and bright. Anyway, it was a good word recognized by people all over the world.
The old man then asked Hong Yanwu what kind of food he thought he was like.
He thought for a while and said that he was like sea rice and winter melon, refreshing and nourishing. Or he was like tofu cooked in a pot, friendly and flavorful.
Unexpectedly, the old man was very happy when he heard it and said that his answer was quite simple.
There was no mention of the big dishes that were out of reach, nor the occasional seasonal delicacies.
Moreover, this table set is full of flavor, including meat and vegetables, and the combination is appropriate.
With this awareness, your understanding of marriage is fairly reliable.
It's a pity that the knowledge is still a bit lacking, because these dishes are not homely enough. Who eats in restaurants every day?
According to him, when the couple can really feel that they are like a bowl of noodles, then they can truly live a peaceful life.
What does it mean?
To put it bluntly, a man is like a bowl of fried noodles.
It's not glamorous, it's not lively, it's all a mess.
But the noodles are rich, there are sauces, they are delicious and they will satisfy your hunger.
For women, it’s a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. The ingredients are simple and easy to make.
But it relieves greasiness, is moist and nutritious.
When a couple quarrels and bickers, it is like adding some vinegar or chopped green onion to the noodles, they are both condiments.
Children are indispensable for eating noodles. The more they eat, the more flavorful the noodles will be.
If you have these, even if you eat these two bowls of noodles every day, there will be no problem.
I have to say that these words sounded coke to me at first, but the more I listened to them, the more people thought about them.
Wang Yunlin fell into deep thought without realizing it and naturally stopped crying.
When she woke up again, her eyes met her son's expectant eyes again.
What else was there to say? I forced a smile and gave up.
So on Youth Day, May 4, Hong Yanwu and Shui Qing took leave and went to the marriage registration office of the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate.
At this point, the dust has settled and the two of them are truly legally married.
Needless to say, sweetness and happiness are inevitable.
As soon as he walked out of the "Marriage Registration Office" door, Hong Yanwu couldn't help but hold Shui Qing's hand.
This is the first time for such an open and honest act of intimacy under the clear sky and in broad daylight.
Shui Qing was obviously not used to it. She was a little embarrassed and unsure.
But when he saw the certificate in Hong Yanwu's other hand, he immediately realized the specialness of today and finally obeyed without any struggle.
And her red lips with a shy smile were like the first red light of the sun rising on the horizon.
In an instant, Hong Yanwu felt that the sky and the earth were rising like an illusion, and everything was frozen into ice. Only this bright smile was real.
The station, the crowd, and the white clouds in the sky all disappeared from sight, leaving only the only one.
Oddly enough, when people are emotional, they should usually hug, kiss or make some other passionate expressions.
But it happens that when people are most emotionally moved, they are completely still and silent.