The script of the control group was torn up by hand, and the female supporting role of the era awake

Chapter 407 The Awakening of Female Workers in the 80s (19)

Xu Anyang took Zhong Jingtong to the court. There were people on duty at noon. Zhong Jingtong did not avoid Xu Anyang and directly asked about the one-time buyout of alimony litigation.

He carefully wrote down the information he needed to prepare, thanked him with a gentle smile, and then left.

Xu Anyang was in a daze, "Can I really break up with you?"

The Xu family was like a mountain that suppressed her life. Sometimes she was so desperate that she really wanted to give up her life.

There is little hope in life, so is there any point in persevering?
But she felt unwilling to do so, why?

Everyone has their own life, why do they let her carry them forward?

There are so many wonderful things, interesting people, delicious food and scenic spots in the world, but she has not experienced any of them. How can she be willing to leave?

Zhong Jingtong pursed his lips and said: "As long as the Xu family relies on the work for a living, we have to abide by it. Anyway, after we get the judgment, we will calculate the money clearly. Even if they make trouble in front of us, we will just ignore it."

"If they disrupt the production order in the factory, they will pay for the losses themselves. At most, if they make trouble once, they will go to the bureau to eat for a few days, and gradually they will become honest."

With the man around, Xu Anyang felt confident and no longer afraid of the Xu family.

"Thank you," she apologized very sincerely, "I will live a good life with you in the future."

Zhong Jingtong's face turned cold and he asked calmly: "If it were another hero to save the beauty, would you also hastily agree to get a marriage license in order to get rid of your family?"

Xu Anyang was so blessed this time that he quickly expressed his opinion: "How is it possible? Without Comrade Zhong Jingtong being so brave and powerful, holding me in his arms when my life was hanging by a thread, I would have died in half."

"Furthermore, Comrade Zhong Jingtong is no one else. Not all the life-saving graces I have given have been promised to me... Besides, no one except you will sincerely stand up for me..."

When she said this, her big fox-like eyes were filled with tears, and she looked like she wanted to cry but was holding back.

Seeing Zhong Jingtong's whole body heat up, he turned his head and sneered: "Okay, since when did you become glib?"

"Let's go take pictures first... Ask your team leader for leave in the afternoon, and we'll go get the certificate tomorrow... Remember to pack your things when you return to the dormitory in the evening..."

Xu Anyang could only nod in response.

The First Textile Factory is very large, with thousands of employees. The main road in the factory area is full of shops, which can almost meet everyone's daily needs, including a photo studio.

Zhong Jingtong likes to get straight to the point when he meets the door and says, "Master, please help us take photos for our marriage certificate."

"Wash two more sheets for each portion and use them tomorrow. How much will it cost?"

The old master glanced at them over his reading glasses, took out the list from the drawer, and quoted a price: "Fill in the information according to the above requirements, and you can pick up the tickets after ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Zhong Jingtong took it and thanked him, then lowered his head and started writing.

The man's handwriting is elegant and free, and like his owner, people are attracted to him at a glance.

Because it is a marriage certificate photo, the background cloth at the back is bright red.

Both of them took off their coats, wore white shirts, and sat on chairs.

"Lean your head to the middle... come closer... yes, smile..." The old master held a camera and directed them.

Zhong Jingtong slightly curved the corners of his lips, and the cold air was dispelled, like spring water breaking through the ice. Against the red background, his smile was particularly gentle, and even the tips of his eyebrows were dyed with joy.Xu Anyang's smile was much brighter, like a summer flower blooming to its full bloom, with stars crushed in his eyes, shining brightly on the summer night!

When the master saw it, he couldn't help but snap several photos, "Comrade, you two are such a talented and beautiful woman... Getting married is a major event in life, why don't you take some wedding photos?"

"Nowadays, young people can do this... Our store provides a lot of clothes... These clothes are often cleaned and mended, they are clean and beautiful... You are wasting such a good appearance if you don't take pictures..."

"In the future, my children and grandchildren will pick up the photo album and look at it. There will only be a dull marriage certificate photo. Seeing how good-looking you are, they will feel regretful..."

Xu Anyang looked at the various clothes on the hangers beside him, his eyes were so greedy that he couldn't help but glance at them.

What lesbian can say no to artistic photos?
Mainly because she is short of money...

Zhong Jingtong pointed to a few clothes and turned to ask her, "Do you want to try it?"

He also leaned into her ear and whispered: "Anyway, half of the money we earned after we got married belongs to each other. You didn't take any money when we left last time, so we will deduct it from it."

Xu Anyang blinked his eyes, feeling warm in his heart, and nodded: "Okay."

Zhong Jingtong chose a white wedding dress and suit, a red skirt and white shirt, and a green military uniform!

The couple-to-be were so good-looking that the master couldn’t help but teach them a few posing moves, “Keep it and it will look like a magazine cover, naturally it’s still majestic... When the time comes, you can print a few large-sized pictures and frame them on the table.” Hang it on the wall at home so that guests can see it when they come..."

I took six photos of each set of clothes, and Xu Anyang still had some unfinished ideas.

Mainly because in the past twenty years, except for the two years she was married to him, she had never lived a relaxed and comfortable life.

She has always been the one to watch with envy as others enter the photo studio, take a toothbrush from time to time, go to the zoo this weekend, go shopping in a department store next weekend, or go roller skating, sing a song, or go to a restaurant. There are so many days. Colorful.

After work, she only had endless housework to do. Whenever she had some free time, Xu's mother arranged to paste matchboxes and continue to make money to support the family.

After being in panic for so long after returning to the city, she finally felt relaxed and able to enjoy life to the fullest.

She turned her head and looked at Zhong Jingtong who was paying for it. If this was his revenge on her, asking her to let down her guard and accept him, and then be abandoned by him, then she would admit it!

"Why are you looking at me like that?" After coming out of the photo studio, Zhong Jingtong couldn't stand her eager eyes, and frowned and said, "I just don't like taking advantage of others."

"When we got divorced, our husband and wife had a total of more than 200 yuan in public property, and you only took away the bus tickets... so I still have 100 yuan from you here!"

He took out a wad of money and tickets from his pocket and put it into her hand: "You promised to knit a sweater for Changchang last night, haven't you bought the yarn yet?"

"We're going to get the certificate tomorrow. Why don't you change into something more festive?"

Xu Anyang didn't refuse. Anyway, the two of them were going to become husband and wife again, so it was impossible to separate.

The two went to the supply and marketing cooperative, and Xu Anyang bought sky blue, off-white and pink wool to weave vests for their family of three.

When she thought of the word "family of three", she could not suppress the sweet joy in her heart.

Her fox eyes were curved, and both Zhong Jingtong and Zhong Jingtong were in a much better mood, with their eyebrows stretched and their eyes warm.

(End of this chapter)