Chapter 195 One hundred and eight reasons
Marriage documents are divided into two categories. One is that the private families ask a matchmaker to sign. Although there is a marriage document, the government is not very willing to recognize it. If a man wants to divorce his wife, he only needs a divorce document, which is also called a private contract.
The second is that the two people go to the Yamen to get a marriage certificate, one for each party. A "paper of divorce" has no effect. If you want to divorce your wife or reconcile, you need to go to the Yamen to sign the document.
Most people in this world would only ask a matchmaker to write a marriage letter. Even "himself" and Shen Wenchen had made a private agreement at the beginning.
Looking into his eyes, Nanzhi suddenly hesitated and didn't speak for a long time.
Mother Lin naturally followed her daughter's wishes and just said that she would wait until the household registration was completed before talking about this.
Shen Wenchen was not an awkward person. Knowing that his father-in-law and mother-in-law had their own businesses, he said goodbye and left.
The adults left, and the three dolls were left at home with Nanzhi.
"Auntie?"
Nanzhi had been sitting in a daze, rubbing his hands together and turning his fingers red. Suddenly he heard Zhiyu calling him, and he came back to his senses.
"Ah? Zhiyu, what's wrong?"
When he looked at the little guy, he realized that not only Shen Zhiyu, but also Lin Zihan and Lin Jian were also looking at him with wide eyes.
"Auntie, don't you like daddy?" Shen Zhiyu's two little eyebrows were wrinkled, and there was a little sadness on his young face, which was inexplicably funny.
"Why do Zhiyu ask that?" Nanzhi looked at his son, a little strange.
She just didn't respond to Shen Wenchen's "proposal" in person, so how could she not like him?
"Why didn't grandma agree?" The little guy looked at his grandma and felt strange. In his opinion, shouldn't grandma and grandma be together?
Why didn’t grandma agree to marry daddy?
"Aniang is just a little embarrassed." Nanzhi smiled awkwardly. She would not say that she was suddenly afraid.
I am afraid that Shen Wenchen will regret it in the future.
I am also afraid that I will regret it.
"But my aunt has already given birth to a baby with my uncle." Lin Jian said and pointed at Shen Zhiyu.
"Brother is so old! Why is aunt still shy?"
As soon as Lin Jian finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by Lin Zihan.
Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Lin Jian shut his mouth and did not ask why his brother hit him, but still glanced at his aunt.
Although he couldn't say it like this, it was also true.
"You are too young to understand." Nanzhi couldn't tell the three children everything, so he could only make fun of them and try to fool them.
"I'm almost nine years old!" Lin Zihan shook his head. He was already nine years old, so he was no longer a baby.
Nanzhi choked.
Shen Zhiyu looked worried, and even Lin Zihan and Lin Jian showed little interest in asking him to go out to play together.
"Zhiyu, what's wrong with you?" Lin Jian looked around Shen Zhiyu, wondering why he was so listless.
"Brother is thinking about aunt and uncle." Lin Zihan shook his head and said.
"Don't worry, Zhiyu. I will definitely be able to coax my aunt." Lin Jian patted the little guy on the shoulder and then said.
My uncle is amazing!
He believed that if his uncle coaxed his aunt well, he would definitely not be able to survive for three days!
The three children were playing in the yard, but Nanzhi sat in the main room and continued to be in a daze.
The two memories were intertwined, causing her a headache.
One is that he has just turned eighteen, and the other is that he has been married to Shen Wenchen for seven years.
She couldn't tell which one was her, or which one she could choose between these two periods of life.
After struggling all day long, he still couldn't make any decision. It was at night, with the cool breeze blowing, that Shen Wenchen was still standing in front of Nanzhi in black clothes. The moment he saw him, Nanzhi felt like he was jumping out of the horns. Got out.
Shen Wenchen, who is almost twenty-five years old, looks a little more calm than two years ago. I don't know if it is because of official duties or because of Nanzhi's hesitation during the day. He looks a little tired now.
"Nannan."
Shen Wenchen wanted to hold her in his arms and ask her why she didn't want to agree, but he tried hard to hold back.
What if, what if, Nan Nan doesn’t like this?
"Why aren't you willing to promise me? Don't let me go." As Shen Wenchen spoke, the solemn energy in his body completely disappeared, and even the ending sound was a little aggrieved. It looked a bit like He Zhiyu's coquettish appearance. .
"..."
Nanzhi was stunned.
Is this Shen Wenchen?
Although I know that he is a little childish in private, can this person who is as cute as a puppy be the villain in the original text?
"Do you have someone else in mind?"
The more Shen Wenchen talked, the more aggrieved he felt, but Nanzhi felt goosebumps rise on his body and even the hairs on his hair stood up one by one.
"No, I'm just a little overwhelmed." Nanzhi said truthfully, fearing that Shen Wenchen would say something in that tone again.
"Then would you?"
"Um……"
Hearing her soft voice, Shen Wenchen felt that his heart came to life again. He breathed a sigh of relief and took out something from his arms.
"This is the betrothal gift. Nannan, wait until I come back to marry you." Shen Wenchen stuffed the things in his arms into her arms, held Nanzhi in his arms, kissed her forehead gently, and left in a hurry.
He moved too fast, as if he was afraid of Nanzhi's rejection, and by the time she came to her senses, Shen Wenchen could no longer be seen.
The wooden box in his arms still had some warmth from Shen Wenchen's body, but Nanzhi's face turned red.
Unlike the shyness before, this time the blush on his face was full of anticipation.
Maybe life can always be better than imagined.
Carrying the box into the house, Nanzhi opened the wooden box by the dim light of the lamp.
Inside the box was a stack of silver notes. With the weak candlelight, it could be seen clearly that the words "One Hundred Liang" and "Fifty Liang" were written on it.
Counting the banknotes in the box, the more I looked at Nanzhi, the more I felt like I was dreaming.
There are a total of one thousand three hundred and fifty taels in banknotes, and the property deed belongs to the house next door with a second entrance to the courtyard. Although the location is not the best, it is still worth about two hundred and fifty taels. There are also three shops on Yancheng North Street, each All are good locations.
Also connected is a village outside Yancheng and a land deed of 300 acres.
The small wooden box was not big, and Nanzhi felt that his hands were weighing a thousand pounds.
Shen Wenchen is now in the sixth rank. Although he has become the lord of Yancheng City, it has been less than a year since he took office. It is definitely impossible for anyone to give gifts at this time. So where did these banknotes come from?
It can't be, it can't be that Shen Wenchen did something else to make money, right?
kill?
set fire?
Or rob one's home?
Shen Wenchen gave away the things with a relaxed look on his face, and even smiled more on his face.
But he didn't know that his "fiancée" was thinking of one hundred and eight reasons why he was in jail.
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