Yu Yan was stunned: "Get the certificate..."
Then she reacted instantly and saw her grabbing Yu Guang's arm hard: "Yes, you must get the certificate."
My sister and Chen Zhao have lived together for so many years, lost so many children, and now their health is broken. If Chen Zhao doesn't want my sister, how will my sister live in the future?
So of course, Chen Zhao must be grabbed to get the certificate, so that when his sister dies, he will have a head of family, and he won't have to worry about becoming a lonely ghost.
Chen Zhao's voice already had a cry in it: "I don't want to!"
Why should he marry a woman who can't have children? It doesn't matter how good-looking Yu Guang is, he's tired of it!
Yu Guang squatted down and smiled gently: "Ah Zhao, where is your household registration book? I will go with you to get it, okay?"
Hearing Yu Guang's voice slow down, the anger in Chen Zhao's heart suddenly rose: "I said I don't want you, I don't want you, don't you understand, you shameless ***?"
In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the same pattern of getting along with the original owner over the years.
The original owner had been beaten since he was a child, and there was a kind of servility in his body.
The stronger the other party is, the easier it is for her to obey.
Over the years in the Chen family, not only did Chen Zhao often beat and scold her, but even the Chen family and his wife would occasionally attack her.
Hearing Chen Zhao's words, Yu Yan's eyes were filled with blazing fire. Just as she was about to kick Chen Zhao twice, Yu Guang reached out to stop her: "Sister, don't be angry."
Yu Yan looked at Yu Guang angrily: "At this time, you are still protecting him."
Out of the corner of his eye, he looked up at Yu Yan with a smile: "Sister, let me talk to Ah Zhao."
She likes this sister who is supporting her younger brother very much. I believe this educational process will be full of fun.
08: "..." Yu Yan was actually liked by her host. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune.
Chen Zhao felt happy, but he didn't expect that Yu Guang was still as easy to control.
Does that mean that as long as he says a few more words, this woman can commit suicide again?
It's just that this time he has a long memory, so he must let this woman die.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhao was suddenly stunned, and then thought of something that he ignored.
Yu Guang was afraid that he was not dead in the first place and came here with Yu Yan to cause trouble.
Feeling that he had grasped the key point of the matter, Chen Zhao was about to speak when he felt the cold fingertips of Yu Guang touching his scalp.
When the relationship between the two was still good, Yu Guang would often help him relax like this.
Thinking that Yu Guang was going to woo him in this way, Chen Zhao snorted coldly, just wanting to use sharp words to make Yu Guang die quickly.
Unexpectedly, the next second, Yu Guang's hand directly grabbed his hair and knocked his head to the ground: "I asked you where the household registration book is!"
Every time he said a word, there was an impact, the rough ground scratched Chen Zhao's forehead, and Chen Zhao's mind was buzzing.
But strangely, he could still clearly hear Yu Guang's voice.
Just when Chen Zhao was confused, Yu Guang grabbed his hair again.
The same impact happened again, still accompanied by the rhythmic words from the corner of my eye: "I'm asking you something, don't you understand?"
Chen Zhao felt that he couldn't figure out why Yu Guangming, who had such a gentle voice, would be so cruel to him. ….
Just as he was thinking, Yu Guang's third critical attack came as expected: "Where is your household registration book? If you don't take it out, you will die here!"
Yu Yan was still angry that Yu Guang couldn't help herself up the wall. After seeing Yu Guang's actions, she hurriedly stepped forward to break up the fight: "Okay, stop fighting. After all, it was your husband who really hurt the last person." It’s not you who is waiting for me.”
These two still have to live together, what if they are really broken?
Chen Zhao's face had been beaten with blood, and even his consciousness began to blur.
He wanted to say that he was determined not to marry Yu Guang, a shrew, but when the words came to his lips, they automatically changed to another sentence: "The household registration book is in the drawer beside my bed."
The house at home is big. Although he lives with his parents,
The household registration book has always been kept in his hands.
Even though he didn't want to marry Yu Guang, he really didn't want to be beaten again.
Anyway, as long as he doesn't agree, they won't be able to register him even if he goes to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Yu Guang smiled and let go of his hair: "We will get married soon. Remember, if you regret it again when we get to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
As he spoke, Yu Guang's feet had moved to the extra parts of Chen Zhao's body, applying slight pressure: "I will crush you..."
The sudden pressure made Chen Zhao's body tremble slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to shout for help.
At this moment, Yu Yan suddenly took Yu Guang's arm and said, "Xiao Guang, don't be ridiculous. If something really happens, do you plan to remain a widow?"
Although she is not married, she is so senior and working in the mine with a group of rough guys.
I often hear these people joking, so I understand what I need to know.
Looking at Yu Yan with a smile from the corner of his eye, he suddenly took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from his pocket and put them on: "Sister, you're right, I really don't have any use for these things."
Sure enough, she was still not used to the feeling of not having glasses separating her from other people.
Yu Yan looked at Yu Guang in confusion, wondering where the glasses came from: "What are you talking about? This is your man, how can you waste it casually?"
Yu Guang's feet still didn't leave Chen Zhao, and the dull pain made Chen Zhao couldn't help but gasp.
But Yu Guang's next words continued to provoke his fragile nerves: "It's okay, I can be widowed when I get married."
Chen Zhao's body suddenly froze. He just heard something. Was there something wrong with his ears?
This woman said she wanted to kill him, but this woman actually dared to say she wanted to kill him so carelessly.
He is crazy to marry this woman.
Yu Yan was so frightened that she reached out to cover Yu Guang's mouth: "Master Tianshen, what nonsense are you talking about? Is this something you can say casually? No, I can't even think about it."
Yu Yan looked at Yu Yan with a smile, and said in a gentle voice: "Sister is right, but if I inherit the inheritance when I am widowed, Jiabao will be able to live a better life in the future."
Hearing Jiabao's name, Yu Yan's expression was a little distorted, and then quickly returned to normal: "If Jiabao wants money, our two sisters will find a way for him, but you can't even think about making money or killing people."
She only has two relatives, and they have to treat her well.
Yu Guang smiled and nodded: "Sister is right."
Interestingly, this Voldemort sister actually has a bottom line.
Yu Yan looked proud: "I am your eldest sister, of course what I said is right!"
08 looked at the interaction between Yu Guang and Yu Yan with emotion on his face.
He has been looking through the mission records of other missionaries recently.
The first step for these people to enter the task is to kick the scumbag, and then they will either pursue a career or a love affair.
Try to make yourself better so that you can make the scumbag regret your mistakes.
But his host actually planned to get married, be widowed, and inherit the inheritance all at once.
Is this because we know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains?
The most important thing is that his host seems to be serious. .
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