The homeless man muttered: "Anyone who wants to stay in China to work and earn money for their family is all a lie..."
Qu Lulu's eyelids twitched, thinking that the tramp had seen through her peep show.
But the homeless man continued: "I think you and that uncle of yours are in the same group. You want to get a legal status in China, probably just to make it easier to do these things."
Qu Lulu smiled "hehe", neither admitting nor denying.
The tramp believed that his judgment was correct, but he soon became wary:
"Let me meet your uncle first to see if he is the one who specializes in what you said. Who knows if you are just talking nonsense and tricking me into getting a marriage certificate with you, but then you kicked me Come on, where can I find someone to complain about?"
"A woman like you can tell at a glance that she is very good at lying, and you don't know which of her words are true or false."
The homeless man's words and knowledge made Qu Lulu feel that he was not an ordinary person, and she immediately became interested in him: "Uncle, I don't know your name yet?"
"Jian. Ji'an's Ji, Ji'an's An."
Shiji and Hailang are both considered "snakeheads", and Qu Lulu is not lying about this.
So, she quickly took Ji'an to the seed company to meet Shi Ji, and in the basement there, Ji'an met several Vietnamese who had smuggled over.
Only then did Ji An confirm that he was lucky.
Wandering all the way, experiencing many blessings and hardships, I finally reached the border of the country.
I was worried that I was not familiar with the place I was living in. Whether I was looking for a local "snakehead" or crossing the border alone, I was a bit at a loss. It's better now. You can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes. It doesn't take much effort to get it.
Regardless of whether Qu Lulu was asking him to ask for a marriage certificate in order to further develop the "smuggling business" or for some other purpose, Ji'an decided to reach an agreement with her: he would ask her for a marriage certificate and send him "abroad" immediately after he asked her for a marriage certificate.
Regarding Ji'an's claim that his ID card had been lost and he had to return to his place of origin to get a replacement, Qu Lulu and her uncle named Shi Ji immediately gave a solution:
Instead of going back to his hometown, they can help him "replace" his ID card and household register locally, as long as Ji'an provides them with his personal information.
If you have to go back to your place of origin to get a new ID card, the trip there is a long way and too troublesome. The key is not to mention whether you will come back after you go to Ji'an.
You Ji'an just don't want to go back to apply for an ID card and passport because you don't have any money and you find it too troublesome, so you want to sneak across the border from Qinghe and leave the country privately. If we give you a sum of money so that you can comfortably return to your place of origin and get a new ID card, will you be able to apply for a passport again?
Now that your passport has been issued, do you still need to go back to Qinghe to find someone to help you smuggle out of the country?
This was Qu Lulu's idea.
As for the ID card that was "reissued" in Qinghe, both parties knew that it was a Xibei. Forging identity documents is certainly not unfamiliar to Shiji who is engaged in the "smuggling" business.
But what does that matter?
All Qu Lulu wanted was a marriage certificate to a Chinese.
What Ji An wants is to go abroad. Whether the ID card and household registration are true or false is not important to him at all. Moreover, the name and identity of Ji'an did not exist in the first place. He just didn't want his true identity to be exposed, so he claimed that his ID card was lost.
As for Qu Lulu's reaction and arrangement, it was completely within Ji'an's expectation. If it were him, he would do the same thing.
At that time, applying for and re-issuing ID cards in other places was only a concept and plan of the relevant departments and had not yet become a reality.
At that time, the civil affairs marriage registration system and the public security agency's household registration system were independent of each other, and there were information barriers. Moreover, many county-level civil affairs departments were unable to identify false ID cards and household registration books due to their own limitations. These have created favorable conditions for using fake ID cards to apply for real marriage certificates.
In real life, there are cases of using forged ID cards and household registers to apply for marriage certificates, and in fact committing the crime of "bigamy."
But at a legal level, because it is used to register marriage
The personal identity is forged, causing the marriage registration issued by the civil affairs department to be inconsistent with the objective facts, and the marriage registration loses the premise and basis for its legal existence. In other words, such marriage registration is invalid and should be revoked.
Another opinion holds that regardless of whether the first marriage is an invalid marriage or a voidable marriage, the marriage relationship is still protected by law until it is declared invalid or revoked by the court in accordance with the law.
In other words, before the court declares the marriage relationship invalid, even repeated marriage registrations with forged identity information will still constitute the crime of "bigamy."
Therefore, no one should try to exploit loopholes in the law. The devil is as high as one foot and the road is as high as one foot. This is an eternal truth.
Ji'an, who had tidied himself up, completed another identity transformation.
When registering the marriage at the civil affairs department, apart from taking an ID photo, Ji'an left the entire process to Qu Lulu, who sat in an inconspicuous corner from beginning to end.
This is a habit he has developed over the years: try not to show up in these government departments and official institutions, and even if he has to, he must make himself the most inconspicuous one.
Qu Lulu ignored him. When she was submitting relevant information alone, she saw Ji'an sitting motionless in the corner, so she took out her real ID and household registration book from her bag and handed them to the window.
There are two sets of her own identity information in her bag, one is real and the other is fake. The real one doesn't need to be explained too much, while the fake one is to pretend that she is a Vietnamese in China to deceive Ji'an.
Since Ji'an still needs to be insured next, the beneficiary must be registered as Qu Lulu. If Qu Lulu's identity becomes a foreigner, the relevant information that needs to be provided to the insurance company will be too complicated.
This made them unanimously believe that Qu Lulu should use her real identity to register the marriage, and even thought of many ways to prevent Ji'an from appearing at the scene when submitting the application materials.
Now it seems that all plans are unnecessary.
Things went much smoother than they imagined. This Ji'an seems not to care about the marriage registration at all. Come to think of it, a person who is thinking about traveling abroad would still care about the marriage registration of Lao Shizi.
On the day when Ji An and Qu Lulu walked out of the civil affairs department, while sighing at the high efficiency of Shi Ji and others, he suddenly realized that something was wrong:
Since this group of people can get forged identity documents and know that they can use them to apply for real marriage certificates, why don't they forge a fake identity document for their own people and then use them to apply for real marriage certificates?
For example, even if the young man named Hailang is really Vietnamese, as long as he forges a Chinese resident ID card, and then uses it to apply for a marriage certificate with Qu Lulu, and then uses this marriage certificate as a voucher, he can still apply for the application. Chinese green card?
Why did they have to go to such trouble to find an outsider to apply for a marriage certificate with Qu Lulu?
What do they want to do? Ji An couldn't figure this out for the time being, but he was at least certain that these people would never do anything good.
As a result, Ji'an began to urge Qu Lulu to fulfill his promise and let Shi Ji "send" him abroad.
"I don't care what you want to do, and I have no interest in it. As long as you send me abroad as promised before, you can pretend that you don't know anything." After getting into the car, Ji'an said straight to the point.
Qu Lulu sat in the passenger seat. After taking a look at the waves, she opened the door and got out of the car.
Lang Lang sat in the main driving seat, bent down and stretched out his hand to explore the footrest area.
"I'm talking to you, do you hear me? When can I go abroad?" Ji An raised his voice against the waves.
Lang Lang sat up a little straighter, but still put one hand on the footrest area: "Put your head over a little, I will show you something, and you will know when you can go abroad."
Ji'an put his head over the back of the front seat. But just as he stretched his head over, he felt a heavy blow on the top of his head, which made stars appear in his eyes.
At the moment when he lost consciousness, Ji An saw in a daze what appeared to be a weapon in Lang Lang's hand.
Hammer with handle.
"The left sentence is 'I,' the right sentence is 'I, I've been wanting to give you a hammer for a long time." Ji'an, who looked like a cooked noodle, fell softly into the car like a cooked noodle, couldn't help but mutter. One sentence.
Qu Lulu opened the car door again and sat in: "You won't knock him to death with a hammer, right?"
Lang Lang himself didn't feel confident, so he threw the hammer back to the footrest area, reached out his hand and touched Ji'an's breath: "There is still breath..."
Then, he got out of the car, dug out several wires from the trunk, tied Ji'an's hands and feet, and sealed his mouth.
After sitting back in the car, Qu Lulu asked in confusion: "Why did Uncle Zhong say that he would be knocked unconscious now?"
Hai Lang started the vehicle: "Your loyal uncle said that just from the words and conversation of this bullshit Ji'an, I feel that he doesn't look like a tramp or a beggar at all, but he just made himself look like a beggar and is still in such a hurry. He smuggled himself out of the country without any identification documents, so he is most likely a fugitive."
"He also said that I came here because I committed a crime at home. I can think of this method, and others can think of it, so there is nothing to make a fuss about."
"Your loyal uncle wanted to know what this man had committed, so he wanted him to live in the basement of the villa for a while. He also said that no such person had ever lived in his basement, so he was very interested in him."
Qu Lulu suddenly understood and couldn't help turning her head to glance at Ji'an who was tied up like a rice dumpling.
There is still a period of time from when the insurance is purchased to when the insurance becomes effective. During this period of time, as long as he enters the "basement", no matter who Ji'an is, he will explain all the bad things he has committed.
