"Did you bring your household register and ID cards?"
"Yes."
"And your certificates of marital status?"
"We have them."
With the festivities of the approaching New Year, quite a few people had come to the civil affairs bureau to register their marriages. Lian Youming and Yan Lingyun finally got their turn after a long wait.
Once she had their marriage certificate, Yan Lingyun acted as though she had obtained some precious treasure. Beaming, she held Lian Youming's arm, her steps so light that she skipped and bounced along.
Only after the two received their certificate did both families feel completely reassured.
Over the next few days, they followed their earlier arrangements, holding one wedding in the south and another in the north.
There was no need to recount the proceedings in detail.
This time, they dispensed with fetching the bride. They simply chose an auspicious day and invited the neighbors and Third Aunt's family over for a lively celebration. Naturally, the seat of honor belonged to Junk King.
When the couple offered him their wedding toast, the old man smiled with particular delight. His aged face glowed red, every wrinkle smoothing out, and he looked decades younger.
Once the wedding banquet was over, only a few days remained before the Spring Festival.
One evening, both sets of parents had gone out for a stroll, while Lian Youming stayed inside looking after a group of children. Suddenly, he heard a disturbance outside the courtyard. Looking toward the sound, he saw an old acquaintance standing at the entrance.
It was actually Li Da.
Lian Youming was rather surprised. Thinking it over, he realized they had not seen each other for nearly a year. Besides, this was an extremely busy man, a formidable martial expert in the military. There had to be a