Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Chapter 995: Brother, brother, sister

The snow in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau is very thick today.

It is the snow that has been accumulated for many days, and there will be no time for the sun to shine.

Jiang Qingchi and Mu Yanzhu both brought their ID cards, and the two entered in such a grand manner.

The staff who went through the procedures glanced at Jiang Qingchi's ID card, and then dumbfounded.

"Young man, you are not yet the legal age for marriage, you can't get married yet."

Jiang Qingchi leaned forward in disbelief: "I'm an adult, I'm 20."

"The man must not get married earlier than 22 years old. There are regulations. You can wait two more years."

Hearing this, I felt annoyed.

Yes, how could she forget that Jiang Qingchi is not yet 22 and cannot get married yet.

It would be nice to divide his age into two.

In the end, there was no way, the rules could not be broken, so two people had to come out.

When he arrived at the train station, Jiang Qingchi hugged Mu Yanzhu for a while.

"I don't want to be separated from you."

"Be with your family and spend a good festival with them!"

"Um, they don't actually need me to accompany, really."

"What did you say?" Mu Yanzhu couldn't hear the words Jiang Qingchi had just said.

"Nothing, you remember to miss me."

Jiang Qingchi said, then paused.

"Also, if your uncle is looking for something again, he must call me, don't hold it alone."

"Also, stop thinking about it all the time. You are excellent. If you are not good, I will not like you. So you have to have confidence in yourself and also in me. You have amazed Jiang Qingchi’s years, you know ?"

"Also, if there is a little boy in your village who strikes up a conversation with you, ignore it. I will let your brother supervise you. Now his brother-in-law is in charge of his game equipment. You'd better have this consciousness."

After speaking, Jiang Qingchi let go of Mu Yanzhu.

Stroking her temples, reluctantly kissed her forehead.

"I'm leaving, daughter-in-law."

"Let's go."

"Do you remember what you just said?"

"Remember, I remember every word very clearly."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingchi left with satisfaction.

Mu Yanzhu touched his hot forehead and sat down in the hall.

In front of him is the person holding the ticket. Jiang Qingchi is pushing the suitcase with his right hand. As the army moves slowly, his slender figure and superior temperament make him stand out in front of a crowd of passengers.

I don't know who called him. Mu Yanzhu saw that he was answering his cell phone, but he hung up within a minute.

After checking the ticket, Jiang Qingchi turned back when he walked to the platform.

Across the crowd, he accurately saw Mu Yanzhu sitting in the hall.

He waved at her.

That means, it's really gone!

Mu Yanzhu also waved at him, let's go, it's not gone.

He put down his hand, turned his head three steps, and finally looked back after he could not see her at all.

There is a person in my heart, endless love, endless thoughts.

...

Jiang Qingchi took the high-speed rail and got home in one stop.

As soon as I got out of the station, I saw Jiang San'er leaning against the wall, and Chun'er squatting on the ground with her cheeks in her hands.

The feeling of someone picking up is good.

Jiang Qingchi smiled and walked over, squeezing Chun'er's chin, "Master is back."

"Brother," Jiang Chunhe brushed away his hand, "I thought you were not coming back."

"Are you happy to spend the New Year with you?"

"I don't know who is with whom." Jiang San'er naturally took the suitcase in Jiang Qingchi's hand and said.

"Your kid owes a beating!"

Jiang Qingchi rubbed San'er's hair, and then the three of them walked home in the warm winter sun.

Jiang San'er walked to the outermost side, dragging Jiang Qingchi's suitcase with his left hand.

Jiang Qingchi walked in the middle, holding San'er around the neck.

Chun'er walked the innermost sidewalk.

The three of them are all the same absolutely extraordinary, the same handsome, and the same good temperament.

Chun'er: "Fifteen years ago, I walked in the middle."

Jiang Qingchi's lips curled, "So time flies so fast."

The same sidewalk, the same scenery, the same buildings, the two young boys wearing white shirts back then, one of them with his hands in his pockets, walking along the road coolly, the other is the tallest, holding his sister’s schoolbag , Afraid of her walking and falling.

The coolest one back then is now restrained.

The eldest brother back then is now a kid.

Things are wrong.

What remains unchanged is that the one who walks on the outermost side will always give his right hand to his sister and brother.

The flowery girl is slim, the young man is outstanding, and the Yushu is in the breeze.

The three people walked towards their home.

There are parents who love them at home, and there are golden retrievers that have changed from generation to generation, and they are descendants of heroes.

...

The next day was a small year, and the rain was continuous outside, so it was not suitable to go out. Jiang Qingchi nestled at home and played chess with Jiang Jingming.

Influenced by his father, the two sons played chess very well. They often couldn't tell who won or lost for an hour.

This is the same.

In the opening round, Jiang Qingchi is even better. He likes to make some dazzling things, which can be put there, the battle is big, and the opponent's eyes are confused, so that you can't see the flaws.

Saner is good at strategy, as the saying goes, advancing can attack, retreating can defend.

San'er insisted on retreat as progress, and even a game of Tai Chi can be played for half an hour.

Just kill time.

Jiang Qingchi tumbled on one leg and raised his brows: "Can you hurry up?"

"What's the hurry, it's raining outside, and you can't get out today." San'er held a black chess in his hand and stroked his chin with the other hand. Those peachy eyes were slightly narrowed, as if thinking.

Jiang Qingchi's lips moved, "You little fox, want to eat my horse?"

"You can see it all."

In the next second, he ate Jiang Qingchi's **** in one bite.

Jiang Qingchi laughed loudly: "You are in the trap."

He knew that Jiang San'er would play chess like this, so he ambushed in advance. Although he lost his horse, he got the opportunity to enter Jiang San'er's internal camp.

Jiang Jingming: "You deserve to be Yannian's son."

Jiang Qingchi: "Each one, you deserve to be Jiang Beiyuan's son."

Sitting on the sofa watching them Jiang Chunhe was super speechless.

The next move is round and round.

Seeing that another half hour passed, Jiang Jingming suddenly played the game.

"Forget it, no more."

"what happened?"

"Your mind is no longer with me, it's not good to play."

"...I'm just thinking about what to eat at night."

"You should add four words between'thinking' and'evening'."

"what?"

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