Chapter 13
When the elevator came, Cheng Yue didn't even look at her, and replied directly, "Civil servant."

His answer made Miya want to roll her eyes a little bit, but it also gave her a rough guess, and muttered, "Even if you are a civil servant, the rank is not low."

Cheng Yue stopped talking, just quietly looked at the beating red numbers.

Before entering the ward, Cheng Yue suddenly said, "Let's get the certificate sometime after grandma is discharged from the hospital."

Hearing this, Miya was stunned for a moment, then nodded after realizing it, and did not object.

Grandma was discharged from the hospital on the eighth day after the operation. The wound recovered very well, and her pale face in the past few days after the operation has gradually turned rosy these days.But what the old lady was most worried about was her granddaughter's marriage, so she urged the two of them to go through the formalities and get the certificate as soon as they got home.The procedure of military marriage is quite troublesome if you say it is simple, but if you say it is complicated, it is not complicated at all as long as you follow the procedures.

In fact, when it comes to trouble, the main thing is to go to the community to open a marriage introduction letter.

The office staff were not there when the two of them went to the sub-district office. When they thought that today’s matter could not be done, on the way back, they happened to meet the grandma Gu who introduced them to them. Grandma Gu’s daughter-in-law runs a marriage agency. Yes, when I knew that Mijia was anxious to find someone, I told my wife that Cheng Yue was introduced by her wife.

After asking, Grandma Gu found out that Mi Jia came to the street to open a marriage introduction letter. After hearing Grandma Gu enthusiastically said that she would help find someone, she took out the old man's mobile phone and called someone. It turned out that Grandma Gu usually She had nowhere to go, so she often came to the street office to find someone to chat with, so when she called, Mrs. Ma, who was still at home playing with her grandson, came over immediately. After learning about the situation, she directly wrote a letter of introduction to Mi Jia .

When passing the letter of introduction to the two of them, he specifically told Cheng Yue that Mi Jia was a good girl and asked him to cherish it.

When he came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mi Jia suddenly felt a little unreal. He looked down at the red notebook in his hand, and could hardly remember how he got in just now.

"Regret?" Cheng Yue who was beside him asked, looking at her fixedly.

Miya came back to his senses and looked up at him. He still had a serious and serious expression on his face. He slightly opened the corner of his mouth and smiled, and asked jokingly, "If we regret it, can we go in and change colors before coming out?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yue also smiled, moved the corners of his mouth slightly, shook his head and said, "No."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Mi Jia lowered his head and opened the red book in his hand. The word "married" behind his name was very eye-catching, and he laughed lightly at himself, "It's just that it doesn't feel real, and I don't feel comfortable with it." .”

Cheng Yue suddenly reached out and took the red book in her hand, folded his own, and put it directly in his pocket. Seeing her astonished expression, he explained: "Keep it together, so that you won't stare at it for a long time and get scared and think about it." Repent."

Hearing this, Miya couldn't help laughing out loud, looking at her and asked amusedly, "Are you telling a joke?"

Cheng Yue raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and asked back, "Isn't it like that?"

Miya shook his head with a smile, "It's too serious." When someone tells a joke with a tense face, no smile can be seen on his face, no matter how funny it is, he will be overwhelmed by his serious expression Most of the effect.

Cheng Yue also smiled, twitching the corners of his mouth lightly, without further discussing this topic, he just raised his hand to look at his watch, then reached out and took her hand, held it in his big palm, and said, "Let's go, it's just right to go back." Have dinner with grandma."

With his hand being held like this, Miya felt a little uncomfortable. She twitched and wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it tighter.

He turned his head, looked at her and said solemnly: "If it's not true, it will be real if you hold it. If you don't adapt, then you can slowly adapt to it like this."

When he said this, what else could Miya say, but let him lead him towards the military jeep parked at the door.

When the car passed the supermarket on the way back, Cheng Yue stopped the car, glanced at Mi Jia, and said, "Let's go." Turn off the engine and get out of the car.

Mitya didn't know what he wanted to do, but he got out of the car anyway, "Do you want to buy something?"

"There is no food at home, let's buy some to go home now." Cheng Yue explained as he walked.

Hearing this, Mijia remembered that he brought his grandmother back from the hospital at noon. Cheng Yue bought lunch from the restaurant downstairs. He had been in the hospital for nearly half a month, and there was nothing to eat at home.

Following behind him, seeing him skillfully picking up the ingredients, Mi Jia couldn't help asking curiously, "You know how to cook?"

Cheng Yue nodded, and only said: "It's not well done, but it's edible." He reached out and took the little yellow croaker from the freezer and put it into the cart.

Mitya walked behind him, looked at his tall back, and suddenly had an idea, married him, would she have made money?
Although he can't be said to be gentle, he is considerate and careful. Although his expression is usually too serious and cold, his shoulders are very strong. It is inexplicably reassuring to follow him, and he can even cook!For a kitchen idiot, it is really a great happiness to marry a man who can cook.

Miya was thinking while walking like this, when she accidentally bumped into the man in front who stopped suddenly, her nose and forehead touched his solid back intimately, the pain made her almost cry.

"Aww..." Stretching out his hand to rub his forehead, he looked up at him and said complainingly, "Why did you stop all of a sudden?"

Seeing her pitiful look, Cheng Yue couldn't help but want to laugh, he just wanted to stop to get the Chinese cabbage on the shelf, who would have thought that she would bump into her without paying attention when she was walking.

The big palm reached over and rubbed her forehead, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Mijia looked at him, with tears in his eyes, and muttered, "What are you doing so hard?" She was really in pain, as if she had hit an electric pole.

Cheng Yue couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, rubbed her forehead for a while, then put down his hand and pulled her hand directly, "I'm holding you."

Mijia blushed subconsciously, a little embarrassed, "I, I'm leaving by myself." The voice was soft and soft, like a spoiled child.

Cheng Yue didn't let go, just asked: "Is there anything you want to eat, I'll make it for you later."

Mitya still had no desire to eat. His eyes were fixed on his hand, and he couldn't pull it out for a long time. He raised his head and met his eyes, frowning slightly, with a serious expression, and said like a child: "Be quiet."

Mi Jia was a little scared, thinking that he was really angry, and she didn't dare to struggle anymore, so she could only let her walk around the supermarket holding hands.

After buying the groceries, the two of them passed by the daily necessities area when they were about to pay the bill, and saw him turn around and walk in, then took two boxes of things and put them into the car.

Mijia didn't know what he had taken, so he asked curiously, "What is it?" He reached into the car while asking, picked up the box, and when he saw what it was, his face suddenly twitched. The brush became popular, and he threw the things back into the car as if frightened, and stared at him with a blushing face, "You...you, you..." You couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

(End of this chapter)

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