Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

"What, Murakami didn't provide a letter of introduction?"

Qiu Tingjiang asked.

"No, the letter of introduction is ready."

Su Qingyun paused.

"It's the civil affairs office that's causing the problem."

Qiu Tingjiang paused for a moment, holding the candy wrapper.

He looked up at him.

"How do you use the card?"

Su Qingyun didn't embellish the story.

He simply repeated what Tong Zhiming had said, word for word.

The daughter of a comrade who was sent to the countryside.

Bad influence.

Ingredient issue.

Go back and wait for further instructions.

Not a single word was missed.

Qiu Tingjiang's face darkened immediately after hearing this.

"Playing nonsense!"

He slammed his hand on the table.

The water in the enamel mug sloshed around.

"Who made that rule?"

"Which document states that the children of comrades sent to the countryside are not allowed to marry?"

Su Qingyun remained silent.

At times like these, saying more is not a good idea.

Qiu Tingjiang took two steps inside the room.

It stopped again.

"Comrade Tong Zhiming has just come down from the prefectural committee to take up a temporary post."

"I am not very familiar with the situation below."

That was a tactful way of speaking.

This both quelled the anger and saved face for the officials.

Su Qingyun understood.

Qiu Tingjiang is not protecting his own.

We cannot allow commune cadres to fall apart in front of outsiders.

He nodded.

"Uncle Qiu, I understand."

Qiu Tingjiang glanced at him.

His gaze softened a bit.

"You're pretty composed, kid."

He sat back down at the table and pulled out a commune letterhead.

Remove the pen cap.

A few quick swishes.

The handwriting is stiff.

"Immediately process the marriage formalities for Comrade Su Qingyun."

Signature.

Qiu Tingjiang.

He blew on the ink stain and handed it over.

"Take it."

"Go on, hurry up and get the paperwork done."

Su Qingyun accepted it with both hands.

The paper is not thick.

It is heavy, though.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Qiu."

Qiu Tingjiang waved his hand.

Don't give me that.

He glanced again at the rice bag in the corner.

"Next time you come, you can't bring anything with you."

Su Qingyun grinned.

"Uncle, I came empty-handed because I was feeling a bit nervous."

Qiu Tingjiang was so angry he laughed.

"You brat."

"When you get married, don't forget to invite me to your wedding banquet."

Su Qingyun's heart skipped a beat.

This is no polite remark.

If the commune chief really went, the Su family would stand taller.

He agreed immediately.

"must!"

Qiu Tingjiang personally escorted him to the door.

The door opened.

A cold wind was blowing in from outside.

The snow in the yard was blackened by footsteps, and Lin Wanqiu was standing at the base of the wall, her fingers gripping her sleeves.

Seeing Su Qingyun come out, she quickly went to greet him.

"Qingyun, how is it?"

Her voice was soft.

But his eyes were full of hope.

Su Qingyun stuffed the note into his pocket.

He lowered his head and sighed.

"well……"

Lin Wanqiu's face turned pale instantly.

"W-What's wrong?"

"Didn't it work?"

Her lips trembled.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Su Qingyun took one look and realized something was wrong.

The little girl was really frightened.

He quickly burst out laughing.

"It's done!"

"Let's go and get the paperwork done!"

Lin Wanqiu was taken aback.

Tears still clung to her eyelashes.

The next second, she raised her hand and punched his chest.

"Oh, you're so mean!"

You're so wicked!

Neither hit hard.

It made Su Qingyun's heart burn.

He grabbed her hand.

"Walk."

"No one can stop this wedding today."

Lin Wanqiu didn't earn it.

She lowered her head and softly hummed in agreement.

The two returned to the civil affairs office.

As noon approached, fewer people remained in the room.

Only two people remained beside the stove, conducting their business.

When the clerk saw it was him, she sighed again.

"Young man, the station chief said..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The curtain to the inner room was lifted.

Tong Zhiming came out.

He crossed his arms and gave a wry smile.

"Good lad, you're really persistent."

Su Qingyun led Lin Wanqiu to stand in front of the counter.

"Of course I won't give up."

"I've said it before, this marriage is a must."

Tong Zhiming scoffed.

"Oh ho, trying to mess with me?"

"I'm not going to stamp your seal today."

As he spoke, he stretched his face forward.

"What's wrong?"

"Still want to resort to violence?"

He gestured towards the window with his lip.

"The police station is right next door."

"If you want to go to a prison cell, then give it a try."

The two people inside the room shrank back.

The clerk also lowered her head.

Lin Wanqiu's hands were slightly cold.

Su Qingyun squeezed her fingertips.

Then he took out the village's letter of introduction from his pocket.

"Big sister, this is a letter of introduction."

The older sister was caught in a dilemma: whether to answer or not.

"Young man, about this matter..."

She looked at Tong Zhiming.

Tong Zhiming looked up at the sky.

"Who would dare to do it without my approval?"

Su Qingyun took out another piece of paper.

Place it on the counter.

"This is for you too."

Tong Zhiming looked down and smiled.

"Heh, trying to pull some tricks?"

"What, are you letting your village chief order me around?"

"Does he have that ability?"

He reached out and picked up the paper.

He was still muttering to himself.

"A peasant is just a peasant, wielding a feather as if it were an imperial edict..."

He was only halfway through his sentence.

broken.

The paper was for the commune's office use.

He knew those lines of text all too well.

Especially the signature.

Qiu Tingjiang.

Three words, sharp and glaring.

Tong Zhiming's smile froze.

He looked at the paper again.

Then look at Su Qingyun.

It seems like they didn't understand.

A young man from a production team.

Why should Qiu Tingjiang personally approve the document?

The room fell silent.

The firewood crackled once in the stove.

Su Qingyun's voice was not loud.

"Director Tong."

"Should this matter be handled or not?"

The clerk at the counter also asked in a low voice.

"Director Tong?"

"Should we...do it or not?"

Tong Zhiming's face turned from white to green.

Then it turned from green to black.

Finally, his face turned bright red from holding it in.

I just finished speaking.

It can't be taken back now.

But would he dare to stand up to Qiu Tingjiang?

dare not.

It sounds nice to be assigned to a post by the prefectural party committee.

I've really offended the old president; I'll have no way to move forward in the future.

Tong Zhiming forced out through gritted teeth, "Get it done for him!"

Then, he left without looking back.

"what?"

"Oh……"

The older sister was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"Elder sister, please have some wedding candy."

I saw Tong Zhiming leave.

Su Qingyun did not say anything more.

This kind of clown is not worth paying attention to.

He took out a handful of candy and gave it to his older sister.

The older sister quickly completed the formalities.

He handed it over with a smile.

Su Qingyun and Lin Wanqiu held their marriage certificate.

I smiled happily.

From this moment forward, the two of you are legally married!

"Let's go buy some things."

"I estimate that construction has already begun over the reed marshes by now."