20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 1122 Don't Tell Me

After getting out of the Civil Affairs Bureau and getting on the bus, Xiaowei took the marriage certificate and looked at it, feeling a little touched in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, from the county seat to the provincial capital, the two of them walked step by step, and finally achieved a positive result.

Scenes of the past flashed through my mind. When I first came to Fengtian, my biggest wish was to build a house, marry Xiaohong, and live in the house peacefully with my family.

Time flies, a few years have passed, I have achieved unexpected success, and finally got this book.

Xiaohong probably knew what Xiaowei was thinking, and stretched out her hand to scratch Xiaowei's head.Xiaowei kissed Xiaohong's hand.

"Shame." Beibei looked at Xiaohong and Xiaowei with a little embarrassment: "Father kisses mother, shame."

Xiaohong laughed, hugged Beibei into her arms and scratched her armpits.

"Help, dad, save me." Beibei struggled while laughing, and the laughter floated outside along the car window.

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After receiving the certificate, Xiaowei's mother and Aunt Wang began to talk about marriage.

Finally, after discussions with the whole family, the wedding date was set on November 25th.

Xiaowei didn't really want to do it at first, and wanted to travel and get married with Xiaohong.In the future, Xiaohong will work in the government, and it will not be so convenient to go out and have a look.

But if you don't do it, you can't do it. If you don't inform or invite everyone to have fun with things like the company, relatives and friends, relationships in society, and marriage, it's unreasonable.

Xiaowei and Xiaohong can only bear the burden of humiliation.

At the end of October, Xiaohong started to take her wedding leave, and sat on the sofa with Xiaowei, head to head, discussing about sending out invitations.

"Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, would you like to invite me?"

"I'm afraid I don't have time to come? Okay, let's send it. It means something. Provincial Governor Li has to send it, and Secretary Wei also sends a separate one. It is estimated that it is the representative of Secretary Wei."

"In my unit, please invite the director and deputy director. Others don't need to send invitations. I can just say it verbally."

"Is your director please?"

"I'm not familiar with it. The boss has changed, and the lower ones have changed. I don't know this one until now, and I've only seen it twice."

"Forget it. The secretary-general has to ask. Do you want to invite the secretary-general of the provincial party committee? Please."

"The military region sends one, don't invite anyone, please ask the leaders of the military region, I can't remember the name. The gunner, Mr. Hu, has to give one. Brother Hou, do you need it?"

"How many photos from the Public Security Bureau?"

"Let's have one too, please leaders. Director Qin and Uncle Li can talk to each other. The Supervision Office will issue a separate one, thanks to the fact that I'm still a member of the Supervision Office."

"What about the city?"

"The secretary and the mayor have to be invited separately, and the others are ignored. The district must be invited."

"What about the other cities below?"

Xiaowei scratched his face, looked at Xiaohong and said, "If you don't invite me, it seems rude, but if you invite me, it's also hard. If you say we get married, the secretaries and mayors of all the cities below will come. What's the matter? The provincial meeting is not so well organized, right?"

Xiaohong said: "I still have to invite you. Please, they may not come. How busy you are."

Xiaowei said: "Then, do you want to invite Jibei? Longjiang please?"

Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, then collapsed on the sofa with a laugh: "The main leaders of the three northeastern provinces have a big dinner, and it's really a meeting. If we all come, we will be famous, and maybe the central government will know about it. "Sit up all of a sudden, and said seriously: "I don't think this is a good thing."

Xiaowei nodded and said: "I also feel that it's not so good. But you said, if the invitation is not sent, it will be unreasonable due to emotion and etiquette. But if it is sent, it is also troublesome. Why don't you ask Uncle Chen?"

Xiaohong looked at the time and said, "Call Aunt Chen, Uncle Chen may not be free right now."

Xiaowei took the phone and called Aunt Chen.

"Auntie, I'm Xiaowei. Are you busy right now?"

Aunt Chen said, "Not busy, let's talk about something."

Xiaowei talked about the things and ideas, and Aunt Chen laughed and said: "The good things that others can't even think of, but you have become troubles. You can send the invitations as you want, and you can't leave anything behind." Alone, understand?

Your current social status is enough to support you to be friends with these people, not clinging.Therefore, we must pay more attention to these details, etiquette must not be lost, do you understand?The rest is not something you worry about, you think too much.

Who are these people?People don't understand what's going on?There are mature procedures for how to deal with others.Even if everyone really came, although the possibility of this is relatively low, it will have no effect on you.

Now that you have developed economically and are a foreign company, there is no need to pay too much attention to it. This is also a legitimate way to show your network and strength, and everyone knows it.Send it.Don't mail it, send it to your door. "

Xiaowei said: "Okay, I see. Auntie, are you coming back with my uncle? I want to ask my uncle to witness our marriage."

Aunt Chen said, "Return, I will definitely return to this matter. Don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaowei said, "Come on, please. Bring a pen."

Xiao Hong swung the small book in her hand: "Look at how proud you are, a dog's stomach can't hold two taels of oil. Let's sort it out in the book first."

Xiaowei's mother came over wiping her hands: "Have you made up your mind? Who are you going to invite?"

Xiaohong said: "All must be invited. Mom, just wait, there is a big gathering of the main officials of the three northeastern provinces. There are only a bunch of ministers."

Xiaowei's mother didn't believe it at all, and looked at the time: "Go and pick up Beibei, and get it when you come back."

Xiaowei looked at the time and got up to get his coat, and said, "Xiao Hong, tidy up first, and I'll add it when I come back." He went out and drove to the kindergarten to pick up the two children.

The agency kindergarten is currently on Zhongshan Road, but it was later cancelled.

In the 90s, provincial, municipal and three-level government units were concentrated in Heping Shenhe, and there were so many kindergartens in various institutions. Later, most of them disappeared, or closed down, or were renamed and handed over to the lower units for operation and management.

When I arrived at the kindergarten, I waited at the door for more than ten minutes. After school, the little friends began to line up and walk out under the leadership of the teacher.

Xiaowei looked around and saw that there were quite a few people picking up children, and there were more than a dozen cars alone, and the signs were all from the unit.

After waiting for a while, I saw Beibei and his little classmates holding hands, queuing up, and walking out with small schoolbags on their backs.

Seeing Xiaowei, Beibei ran over with a smile and shouted. Xiaowei reached out and hugged Beibei: "What did you learn today?"

Beibei said: "Recite poetry, it's still counting."

Xiaowei helped her cut her hair, and suddenly saw a little blood stain on the socket of her nose, and looked carefully: "Beibei, is your nose bleeding?"

Beibei nodded with her little mouth shrunken.

Xiaowei asked: "How did you do it?" The child has never had any problems in this area since he came home, and he has never had any blood from his nose.

I looked at my body again, and there was no blood, which meant that there was not much bleeding.

Beibei lowered her eyes, a little hesitant.This child is sensitive and timid, and his expression is obviously a little scared and a little worried.

Xiaowei said: "Tell Dad how you did it? Is Beibei a good boy?"

Beibei nodded: "Yes. Beibei, he is a good boy"

Xiaowei said: "A good boy has to tell the truth to his father, right?"

Beibei nodded again, tangled with her fingers and said: "But, but the teacher said, don't let me speak. You have to listen to the teacher."

Xiaowei frowned: "Why didn't the teacher let you tell? It was hit by another kid, right?"

(End of this chapter)