bestfiction Chapter 380 Obtaining a Letter of Introduction and Getting the Marriage Certificate
Chapter 380 Obtaining a Letter of Introduction and Getting the Marriage Certificate
Zhuang Chaoying was in a great mood today, and she and Brother Zhang drank a few more cups than usual.
Tu Nan and Peng Fei helped Zhang's father into the room.
Huang Ling looked at the drunk Chao Ying. "Mother-in-law, we're so happy that Chao Ying has settled things regarding the child today, so we've had a few extra drinks. Now we'll head back. Thank you for your hospitality today."
Tang Cheng stood at the door. "Don't let Wan Shu's father's awkward appearance fool you, he's actually quite happy. He's never drunk this much before. Can our in-laws handle drinking so much? Maybe we should wait a bit before leaving."
"No, it's alright, Pengfei can ride a motorcycle."
After saying goodbye to his in-laws.
Tu Nan and Peng Fei helped Zhuang Chaoying's father and uncle, who were getting a little tipsy, downstairs.
Pengfei rode his motorcycle with Chaoying and Huang Ling sitting behind him, holding onto him to prevent him from falling over.
Tu Nan carried Xiao Ting on his motorcycle, and the group slowly drove home.
Along the way, the cold winter wind carried a chill, but it couldn't dispel the smell of alcohol on Zhuang Chaoying's body.
When he got home, he was somewhat lucid, but he still didn't have the strength to rely on Tu Nan and Peng Fei's staggering support to walk up to the second floor.
Tu Nan settled his father into bed, and he and Peng Fei helped his father take off all his clothes and shoes, leaving him only in his underwear and tank top.
"Mom, I'll go boil some water and wipe Dad down so he can sleep more comfortably."
Huang Ling nodded slightly, her eyes filled with concern. "Go ahead, go and rest after the water is boiled. I'll stay here and watch over things."
Tu Nan responded and turned to go to the kitchen to boil water.
Soon the hot water was ready, and he carried the basin to his room on the second floor before returning to his own room.
Huang Ling gently wiped his face, hands, body, and feet.
Then cover him with a blanket.
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Zhuang Chaoying didn't know how long she had slept when she opened her eyes. She only noticed that it was dark and there was only a table lamp on in the room.
She sat up, rubbed her heavy head, and mumbled, "Ah Ling, I want some water."
Huang Ling had already finished washing up and was leaning against the headboard, reading a magazine by the light of a bedside lamp.
Hearing Zhuang Chaoying's voice, she put down the magazine in her hand. "The water is right by the bedside, just pick it up and drink it yourself."
Zhuang Chaoying reached for the bedside table, found the water glass, and gulped down a large glass of water.
After drinking the water, he became a little more awake. He looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was already 10 p.m.
Huang Ling, sitting beside her, yawned and placed the book she was holding on the bedside table. "Chaoying, are you hungry? Do you want me to make you a bowl of noodles?"
Zhuang Chaoying was indeed starving. She reached out and put her arm around Huang Ling's waist, then, still slightly tipsy, said, "No need to cook noodles, you're enough for me."
As he spoke, he moved closer.
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Huang Ling quickly pushed against his pectoral muscles with her hand. "Chao Ying, don't kiss me, you haven't brushed your teeth yet."
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School has finally started, and Zhuang Tunan has been counting down the days.
The first thing he did upon returning to school was to rush to the girls' dormitory.
The moment he saw Zhang Wanshu, he gently took her hand and rushed towards the architecture department office building.
Today, they need to get a letter of introduction from their teacher to get their marriage certificate.
In the architecture department office, Professor Luo and Professor Lin were discussing a design drawing.
Zhuang Tunan led Zhang Wanshu into the office. "Teacher Luo, Teacher Lin, we would like to ask you two for a favor. We need to get a marriage introduction letter."
After saying that, he took out several handfuls of wedding candies from his pocket. "Thank you, teacher. Have some wedding candies, have some wedding candies."
Professor Luo and Professor Lin accepted the wedding candy and looked at the two students in front of them.
In their impression, Zhang Wanshu, as the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Suzhou, had excellent entrance examination results and outstanding professional skills.
Zhuang Tunan not only has solid professional knowledge but also a sweet tongue and knows how to flatter. The two are a powerful combination.
Professor Luo readily took out some manuscript paper from his drawer and wrote out two letters of introduction. "Wait a moment."
Professor Luo soon returned with the letter of introduction already stamped with the official seal and handed it to the two of them.
"Zhuang Tunan, Zhang Wanshu, you two are really living up to Professor Ruan's teachings by actively looking for partners in university," Professor Luo joked. "But that's good too. You're both studying architecture, so you'll definitely have a lot in common to talk about in the future."
Professor Lin glared at Professor Luo, half-jokingly saying, "I don't want all the students we teach to be like you, thirty-four years old and still unmarried."
Professor Luo calmly picked up the thermos, put the lid on, and said seriously, "What's wrong with me? I'm dedicating myself to education and design, and to the art of architecture."
"Old Luo, don't delay the young couple from getting their marriage certificate." Professor Lin turned to look at Zhuang Tunan and Zhang Wanshu.
"Didn't you see that he took the day off today? It was for this very thing."
Professor Luo ate the wedding candy and laughed heartily. "Go quickly, go quickly, wishing you a happy marriage!"
The two successfully obtained a day off and, after leaving the school, immediately took a car to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
When I arrived, there was already a long queue outside the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Zhang Wanshu's palms were sweaty, and she subconsciously gripped Zhuang Tunan's arm tightly. "Tunan, are we really going to get married?"
Zhuang Tunan's heart skipped a beat, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he nervously swallowed. "Wanshu, if you regret it, it's okay. I'm willing to wait until you're sure."
Seeing his flustered state, Zhang Wanshu smiled and shook her head. "It's not regret, it just feels like a dream, I can hardly believe it."
Zhang Wanshu took a deep breath, her eyes resolute. "Let's go, Tu Nan, let's go in."
Zhuang Tunan held her hand tightly. "Wanshu, actions speak louder than words. Just watch my performance from now on!"
Zhang Wanshu gazed into Zhuang Tunan's eyes and nodded earnestly.
When it was their turn, the staff handed them a marriage application form.
The application form reads, "We voluntarily agree to become husband and wife. Please review whether this complies with the provisions of the Marriage Law."
Below is a list of information that needs to be filled in for the two people, including name, gender, age, organization, current address, workplace, marital status, and whether they are collateral or direct blood relatives within three generations.
The two filled out the form carefully, then solemnly signed and pressed their fingerprints.
Next, they went to the marriage registration desk and handed over their letter of introduction, ID cards, household registration certificate, and two passport-sized photos of the two people without head coverings to the staff.
The staff member asked a routine question: "Zhuang Tunan, Zhang Wanshu, did you fall in love and get married willingly?"
"Yes, yes!" the two said in unison.
The two of them stared intently at the stamp in the hand of the marriage registration officer. Sitting opposite each other, their fingers were intertwined, and they could feel each other's nervousness; their palms were already slippery.
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