Quick Wear: This is my wife

Chapter 279: Educated Youth vs. Village Grass 10

The two had just met and didn't know anything yet, but he said he wanted to get a marriage certificate, which made Song Zibai a little overwhelmed.

"Ah, my name is Song Zibai. You didn't come before, and I thought the engagement was invalid!" Song Zibai stood at the door of the main room, nervously picking at the corner of his clothes.

The clothes he was wearing had turned white from washing and had several patches on them. Qin Zhan felt distressed when he saw this scene.

"Why not? Before, you were underage, and my coming here wouldn't have had a bad influence on you. Now that you're an adult, we can get the marriage certificate right away. I'm 23, three years older than you. If nothing unexpected happens, you'll be my wife from now on..."

Qin Zhan was talking to himself. When Song Zibai heard him say "You will be my wife from now on", his face turned red. The blush spread from his cheeks to his ears. He was so shy that he didn't dare to look up at Qin Zhan.

"By the way, I haven't eaten yet, otherwise we can talk while eating." Qin Zhan suddenly remembered that it was time to have dinner, and he couldn't let his wife go hungry.

After he said this, Song Zibai came to his senses from his shyness and immediately started to prepare the meal.

"I packed some food from the state-owned restaurant. It's so hot out here that no one has much appetite, but let's heat up these dishes and have a bite."

The weather was really too hot. Qin Zhan looked at Song Zibai and thought to himself that he couldn't let him run around in such hot weather.

He looked around, asked where the kitchen was, and walked over carrying four aluminum lunch boxes.

The four lunch boxes were filled with the flavor of everyday life. Two of them contained steamed white, plump rice with full grains, and the other two contained tempting braised pork and fragrant chicken stewed with vermicelli.

The braised pork is fat and lean, each piece is cooked to perfection, and the rich sauce seems to tell a delicious story;

The chicken in the chicken stewed with vermicelli is tender and juicy, and the vermicelli has absorbed the flavor of the chicken and soup, making it soft and sticky, making people salivate just by looking at it.

Of course, it would be better if we ignored the fact that the vermicelli had already clumped up after several hours of travel.

Song Zibai stood aside, feeling a little embarrassed.

This was the first time Qin Zhan came to his house, and he should have treated him well. But now, not only did he not have anything good to offer to entertain the guest, but he also asked Qin Zhan to bring his own food to eat. How could this be?

He was struggling there for a long time, his brows almost twisted into a knot.

While he was still daydreaming, Qin Zhan had already heated up the food with swift hands and feet.

"Zibai, why are you standing there like an idiot like a door god? Come over and have your meal!" Qin Zhan shouted with a smile as he put the steaming lunch box on the table. Then he reached out to pull Song Zibai.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his actions. He looked completely familiar and comfortable, as if this was his own home.

But in the Northeast, everyone is hospitable. Song Zibai didn't think there was anything inappropriate when he saw Qin Zhan like this.

Song Zibai's gaze lingered on the food on the table for a while, then he unconsciously looked at Qin Zhan's clothes.

Qin Zhan was dressed very elegantly today. The material of his clothes looked unusual, and the style was the most popular at the moment. He exuded the aura of a rich kid.

Song Zibai secretly complained in his heart, this guy looked like a rich young master from some family, he must have never experienced the hardships of ordinary people, otherwise how could he be so extravagant?

Look at this meal, there are only two meat dishes. Who would dare to do this?

Qin Zhan saw that Song Zibai was a little reserved, and like a worried old nanny, he kept putting food into his bowl.

"Eat more. I brought these braised pork and chicken with vermicelli specially for you.

I'm going to stay at the Youth League Home tonight, and we'll go get the certificate when we have a break.

Once we get the marriage certificate, I can openly move in and live with you." Song Zibai was stunned by Qin's sweet words, his mind in a mess.

I haven't even agreed to get married yet, so why is this guy already planning to marry me?

And so, the meal ended with Qin Zhan talking endlessly and Song Zibai being forced to listen.

After dinner, Qin Zhan was not idle. He began to fully invade Song Zibai's life.

He opened the package he brought with him, and like a magic trick, he took out all kinds of things from it, including food and daily necessities, and stuffed them all into Song Zibai's hands.

"Find a place to put these. I won't take them back to the compound. Otherwise, if those guys in the compound see them, they will definitely want to get a piece of the pie.

"This is for you. How can a wedding be complete without three turns and one ring? This radio is here. You can put it in the room and listen to it when you are free to relieve your boredom." As he said this, Qin Zhan stuffed the radio and watch into Song Zibai's hands without saying anything.

Looking at Song Zibai's helpless look as he held the things, Qin Zhan couldn't help laughing.

He thought to himself, "My wife is still so reserved and cute. It seems I have to be more proactive in the future!"