My wife is a squeamish bag

Chapter 3 Marriage is certified by the government
"Erlang, what did you just say? Mother may not have heard clearly."

Qi Lu sat upright on the upper right, his face was cold, but his tone was exceptionally calm.

Qi Jingyu knew that his old mother couldn't accept it for a while, but the matter had come to an end, so he could only repeat lightly: "I'm married."

"What kind of marriage? Who made the appointment? How long have the three matchmakers and six hired?"

Facing Qi Lu's serial torture, Qi Jingyu remained silent.

"that……"

As soon as An Beibei opened her mouth, Qi Lu's sharp eyes immediately swept towards her, which was particularly penetrating against the dim light.

An Beibei trembled all over, quickly shrank her neck and hid behind Qi Jingyu, tugged at the corner of his clothes and whispered: "Tell your mother quickly, our marriage is certified by the government."

Official certification has legal effect, she does not admit it.

Qi Jingyu remained motionless.

Qi Lu fell on his back angrily.

This woman of unknown origin actually used the government to suppress her?
"Marriage pays attention to the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. The three matchmakers and six hires must be the same, otherwise it will be adultery without a matchmaker and can only be ridiculed by others!"

Qi Lu couldn't help raising his voice higher and higher, and the anger in his heart became even worse.

She was originally the second daughter of a county magistrate, but when she climbed to the branch of the famous Qi family in Kyoto, everyone said she was very lucky.

It's a pity that after a few years of good times, he was implicated by his family and exiled to this barbaric land.

The road to exile was turbulent, coupled with mental and physical depression, her husband was in poor health and sick all day long, and the eldest son couldn't bear the blow and was even more depressed. The whole family depended on her for support.

The only thing is to count on the second son to get married and start a business to support the family.

Unexpectedly, the second son accidentally provoked that little slut from the Wei family, so that no one in the ten miles or eight villages dared to propose marriage to the Qi family, dragging him to the age of nearly twenty.

But even so, she still has great hopes for her second son.

I know how good my son is. Even if her Erlang reaches 25, there will be a lot of good girls vying to marry him.

I don't believe that the Wei family can just let that little bitch pester Erlang all the time, dragging her into an old girl who can't get married!
So what about the girl?

Shameless and tyrannical, even if she married half of the Wei family, she would not like it!

Fortunately, the Wei family didn't think much of their Qi family's status as a military household, otherwise she would rather spend money to buy Erlang a wife than welcome that little bitch into the door.

She had already figured it out, and in a year or two, when that little bitch from the Wei family got married, she would immediately try to find a good wife for Erlang.

You can't be like the boss's daughter-in-law, who can only work but can't understand the language, and has never been favored by the boss.

You can't just have knowledge but don't know the five grains. When you marry back and set up a family, you only eat and don't work, which will drag Erlang on the contrary.

You must be well-educated, smart and capable, able to go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, endure hardships, work hard, and support your family.

I really couldn't find a suitable one, but the girl next door, Xinyue, was barely a good candidate.

It's a pity that the girl has a heavy burden, and her personality is too rigid, she doesn't look like a woman at all.

It's no wonder that the two of them often go hunting together in the mountains, and Erlang just doesn't mean anything to them.

For the future Erlang's daughter-in-law, Qi Lu envisioned many possibilities.

But she never expected that in the end, a woman of unknown origin would take the lead!
Moreover, this woman looked pampered and vulgar at first glance, and most of them were born in a merchant's family covered in copper stink.

How can such a woman be worthy of her family's Zhilan Yushu, Erlang of Wentao Wulue?

"However, after a few years away from Beijing, Erlang, have you even forgotten these basic etiquette, righteousness and shame?"

(End of this chapter)