C1694 His Mother-in-law Called
Jun Zhao smiled. "It's fine. You can stay wherever you want. During lunch. I'll treat you. I'll call my parents out. I'll let you meet my parents. The other elders can wait until you're ready. "
Yang Siyu heaved a sigh of relief.
She felt that Jun Zhao was very considerate.
However, she said, "Ugly wives always need to see their in-laws. This is the first time we meet, you should bring me home to see them."
She just wanted to stay outside and get used to it, so that she could develop some feelings.
She felt that it might be very crowded for him and his family to live together, but she also accepted reality. Since she said that she didn't regret it, she would marry a chicken and follow a chicken.
"It's fine as long as you decide. I'll listen to you."
Yang Siyu acknowledged.
The two of them entered the Civil Affairs Bureau.
With Ye Junhao's arrangement, although Jun Zhao did not bring his household register, he and Yang Siyu successfully received the marriage certificate.
After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Yang Siyu received a call from her mother.
"Siyu, did you and Zhikuan get the certificate? We went home for lunch and your dad and I got off work early. You guys should order more food to celebrate. Your dad is killing chickens right now. He said he would give you and Zhikuan a big drumstick each. "
Mrs. Yang asked over the phone with a smile on her face.
Although Mrs. Yang was not satisfied with Rong Zhikuan's son-in-law, she could not resist her daughter's liking. The two of them had been in love for three years, and both of them had stopped loving each other and bowing to each other. In this open-minded era, there were still men who were willing to stop talking about love and courtesy. Mrs. Yang accepted it.
"Mom, I got my marriage certificate. Go home and eat? I'll ask."
She asked the newly-wedded husband beside her," My mom said she's going home for lunch. How about it? "
Jun Zhao still had a good temper. "Then let's go back and eat. I can do whatever I want."
He did not call his parents either.
After getting an answer, Yang Siyu replied to her mother, "Mom, let's go home now."
Jun Zhao was riding a bicycle. Her home was near the remote western market of the city. Riding a bicycle would take more than an hour.
It was exactly time for lunch when they rushed back.
"Okay. Then Mom will go out to buy some vegetables. Hey, Siyu, who was the person who spoke just now? I don't think it sounded like Zhikuan's voice."
Mrs. Yang did not ignore that unfamiliar voice.
Yang Siyu did not know what to say for a moment. It was Jun Zhao who saw that it was difficult for her to speak. He took the phone from her hand and said to Mrs. Yang who was on the other end of the phone, "Mom, I am not Rong Zhikuan. I am Jun Zhao, your son-in-law who just came out of the oven."
"Why did Siyu and Rong Zhikuan not get a certificate? We will explain it to you when we go back for dinner. But rest assured, since I married Siyu, I will definitely treat her well. I won't let her suffer or suffer. I will treat her well for the rest of my life and make her the happiest woman. "
Mrs. Yang's expression changed constantly.
"Mom, I will ride the bicycle and bring Siyu to buy some things. See you later."
Jun Zhao knew that his mother-in-law was dumbstruck and was not in a hurry to explain. Instead, he gave his mother-in-law enough time to digest this fact.
When he was going to eat at Yue's house later, he had to buy some gifts. He could not go empty-handed when he visited for the first time.
Jun Zhao returned the phone to Yang Siyu as if nothing had happened and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. I can also take out something like this. I believe your parents can accept me. Let's go. I'll take you to buy something. Then we'll go back to your house for dinner."
"Tell the employees in your shop that we'll definitely make up for the meal we owe them another day."1
Yang Siyu said that she would treat two waiters to lunch at noon, and Jun Zhao remembered that.
Yang Siyu felt that this man was very careful.
He took her words to heart.
Hopefully, she made the right bet this time.
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