He Xiaohuan paid her the money, pulled her and said, "Let's go, why are you so dazed? I paid the money for you. Remember to pay me when you get back later."
She turned around and said to her friends who were in a daze behind her: "You guys are really crazy. Why are you so crazy when people are far away?"
"Sister Lian, let's go and leave them alone."
Zhao Lian, who looked outstanding in an embroidered skirt, responded softly: "Well, let's go, everyone, please follow."
The girls in the group were accustomed to listening to her words, and when they heard her words, they all followed her with baskets in their arms.
She is the youngest daughter of a carpenter's family, one year older than He Xiaohuan and Xu Rulan. She is used to acting like an elder sister and taking care of girls younger than her. At this time, she also remembers not to make a fool of herself in front of her sisters.
When He Xiaohuan spoke to Xu Rulan, she came back to her senses without anyone noticing.
Looking at the tall, handsome and considerate man, she couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in her heart.
Pretending to be casual, she covered her chest with her hand, feeling the beating beneath her palm.
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"Sir, please tell me where to apply for household registration?"
Xu Haorui saw the two yamen guards on duty at the yamen. He stepped forward and asked as a salute, and handed each of them five cents.
The two yamen officials saw that he was plainly dressed, filial and did not have much money, but his attitude was commendable and he did not embarrass anyone.
The officer looked at them for a moment, put the coin in his pocket, and said, "Come with me."
Lead them to a room filled with paperwork.
There is a bookcase in the middle of the room. In front of the long bookcase is an elegant young man dressed as a scholar. He is writing hard and the table is full of files.
There is a small table standing on one side of the desk, and sitting there is a fat middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, who is doing abacus and accounting.
"Remember, there are two villagers here to register, you see..."
The yamen servant saluted and spoke.
The young man raised his head and saw that he was only in his early twenties. Without waiting for the officer to finish speaking, he waved his hand and asked the officer to leave.
The young man raised his eyes and looked at Xu Haorui and the two. When he saw Lin Qingjiu, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes and asked, "What are you here to do?"
Without waiting for Xu Haorui's answer, he tapped his head with the pen and said: "Yes, go to the household, hand over your registration deed and household book."
Hearing this, Xu Haorui stepped forward and handed over the required documents without being humble or arrogant.
The young man took the certificate and looked at it a few times before saying, "Xintang Village? Wait, I'll handle it for you."
I secretly sighed in my heart, what kind of beautiful place raised a farmer's son to be so majestic.
He got up and rummaged through the papers for the registration deed and the relevant seals, applied for a new registration deed for Lin Qingjiu, and added a few stamps to the household register.
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The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]
Romance[Dedicated to farming and hoarding food. Doting on his wife. Handsome and aggressive x straightforward and clingy, beautiful and succumbing] Xu Haorui, who has been surviving in the apocalypse for nearly ten years, unfortunately died while escortin...