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"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me. Qin Jingru and I are in a hurry to return to the city to get our marriage certificate. Everyone, please go away! Don't block the door!" Zhang Jianjun stood at the door, looking at the villagers around him, and shouted loudly.

When the villagers heard that Zhang Jianjun was going back to the city to get the marriage certificate, they congratulated him one after another, but they did not leave. Instead, they continued to surround Zhang Jianjun and asked in unison: "Son-in-law! When are you going to have the wedding banquet? We are still waiting to drink your wedding wine!"

"Yes! Uncle, please tell us a time and we will all come to your wedding."

The nearby villagers were reluctant to leave and asked Zhang Jianjun when the banquet would be held. Faced with the enthusiastic villagers, Zhang Jianjun did not know how to answer for a moment.

Zhang Jianjun knew that these villagers all meant well and hoped to attend his and Qin Jingru's wedding and share the joy.

However, Zhang Jianjun felt that holding a wedding banquet was too troublesome. He did not plan to have too much contact with Qin Jingru's family in the future, nor did he want to get involved with his relatives.

As the saying goes, if you are poor, you won't visit your relatives, and if you are rich, you won't return to your hometown. If Zhang Jianjun gets too close to Qin Jingru's family, there will be a lot of trouble in the future!

Seeing Zhang Jianjun's embarrassment, Qin Jingru angrily complained to her father: "Dad! Look, it's all your fault." She felt that her father should not have spread her marriage to Zhang Jianjun everywhere, which led to the current situation being unable to be resolved.

Qin's father lowered his head and said with some self-blame: "Oh! It's all my fault for being so mean and showing off. Now the villagers are not happy with it!" He realized that his behavior had brought trouble to his daughter and his heart was filled with guilt.

Seeing this, Zhang Jianjun hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay, Dad. It's just a wedding banquet! Take this money, and consider it as my betrothal gift to Qin Jingru." As he said that, he took out nine big unity notes from his pocket and stuffed them into Qin's father's hands.

Father Qin took the money but seemed very hesitant. He felt that it was inappropriate for Zhang Jianjun to pay this much, so he quickly waved his hand to refuse: "How can this be so embarrassing? I have to ask you to pay for my family's wedding banquet. This is too much. We can't afford this much."

Zhang Jianjun smiled and explained, "It's okay, Dad. This little money is nothing. Since we are a family, we shouldn't be too fussy about it."

Zhang Jianjun knew that if he didn't let Qin's father accept the money, Qin's father would always feel guilty. Moreover, doing so would also show his importance to Qin Jingru and let Qin's father feel at ease to hand his daughter over to him.

In the end, Father Qin accepted Zhang Jianjun's money and said gratefully: "Jianjun, then I'm not polite. Thank you!"

Qin's father knew that Zhang Jianjun was not short of money, and this also showed his importance to Qin Jingru. It seemed that this son-in-law was really good to his daughter, so he was completely relieved.

When the villagers saw so much money, their eyes widened and they were so excited that they started talking about it.

"Wow! So much money! I've never seen so much money in my entire life!" exclaimed an old man.

"That's right! This money is enough for our village's income for several years!" another person echoed.

"Oh! Why hasn't my daughter met such a good man? He just gave ninety yuan as a betrothal gift! This is ninety yuan!" said a middle-aged woman enviously.

"Come on! Don't you see your daughter? She looks good enough if she can get married!" the people around laughed.

At this time, Zhang Jianjun felt that the time was almost right, so he shouted loudly: "Okay! I have already done what everyone asked, please make way for me, I am anxious to go back to the city with Qin Jingru to get the marriage certificate!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately made way for him. Zhang Jianjun smiled and said to Qin Jingru, "Let's go back to the city to get the certificate!"

Qin Jingru nodded shyly and followed Zhang Jianjun into the car.

Before leaving, Zhang Jianjun worriedly reminded him, "Dad! Remember to prepare the banquet these two days. Jingru and I will be back in three days to hold the wedding."

Father Qin patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, Jianjun! I have arranged everything properly."

"Okay! Then I feel relieved!" Zhang Jianjun started the car. The two of them spoke nothing along the way and soon arrived in the city.

Zhang Jianjun first took Qin Jingru to the street office, where they were going to go through the marriage registration procedures. The staff warmly received them and finally issued them a marriage certificate after some review.

The moment they got the marriage certificate, Zhang Jianjun and Qin Jingru smiled at each other, their hearts filled with happiness. Then, Zhang Jianjun took Qin Jingru back to his residence.

"Brother Jianjun! Why don't we just not have the wedding? Why waste that money? As long as we live a good life, that's more important than anything else." Qin Jingru couldn't stop looking at the marriage certificate.

"Jingru! Don't you want a grand wedding? Then you will wear a white wedding dress and walk into the wedding hall with me under the envious gaze of everyone." Zhang Jianjun looked at Qin Jingru seriously and said.

"Then we swore to be loyal to each other in front of everyone, and that no matter rich or poor, we would never leave each other." Zhang Jianjun continued to describe the scene of their wedding, his eyes full of affection.

Qin Jingru was moved when she heard Zhang Jianjun's description. She imagined herself wearing a beautiful wedding dress, walking hand in hand with Zhang Jianjun down the red carpet, and receiving blessings from relatives and friends. She couldn't help but feel sweet. However, she was still a little worried about the cost.

"Okay, okay! But it will be very expensive, right? I just want to be with you, I don't ask for anything else." There was a hint of hesitation in Qin Jingru's eyes, but more of it was anticipation for future life.

"It's okay! It won't cost much! Don't worry, Jingru, I'll take care of everything." Zhang Jianjun comforted her. He knew Qin Jingru's worries, but he wanted to give her a perfect wedding even more.

Qin Jingru nodded gently. She felt Zhang Jianjun's sincerity and love for her. Although she still had some concerns in her heart, she believed that Zhang Jianjun could arrange everything.

"Jingru, let's go order a wedding dress first?" Zhang Jianjun looked at Qin Jingru with a smile and asked softly. He knew that for a girl, a wedding is an important moment in life, so he couldn't be too careless.

Hearing Zhang Jianjun's proposal, Qin Jingru felt sweet and touched. She nodded shyly and agreed: "Okay, Brother Jianjun, I will listen to you."

So, Zhang Jianjun drove with Qin Jingru, and after asking around, they finally arrived at the largest tailor shop in the city.

Originally, Zhang Jianjun was thinking about custom-making a wedding dress for Qin Jingru, but there were no wedding dresses in that era, so he had to give up.

Because in that era, people rarely bought ready-made clothes. Ordinary people would at most go to the market to buy a piece of cloth during the Chinese New Year and make their own clothes at home.

The rich will choose to have their clothes custom-made by tailors, which can not only design clothes according to personal needs and preferences, but also ensure quality and fit.

Walking into the tailor shop, the air was filled with the smell of fabrics and needlework. The boss greeted us warmly: "Excuse me, comrades, what do you need? We can customize any clothes. Do you think this cheongsam is beautiful? It is very suitable for a lady with a good figure like you."

As the boss spoke, he showed Qin Jingru a cheongsam in the store.

"No need, boss. My husband and I are here to order wedding dresses. Do you have any good recommendations?" Qin Jingru stated the purpose of her visit.

"I wonder what kind of wedding dresses you two like? What's your budget?" the boss asked with a smile.

"Money is not a problem. Do you have any styles to choose from? Show them to us." Zhang Jianjun patted his pocket to show that he was rich.

"Okay, please take a look." The boss took out many styles of wedding dresses and asked Zhang Jianjun and Qin Jingru to choose.

After discussing with Qin Jingru, Zhang Jianjun decided to choose a traditional Chinese Xiuhe wedding dress. This wedding dress is mainly red, symbolizing joy and happiness, and it is not complicated to wear, and looks very simple and beautiful.

It uses exquisite embroidery techniques to embroider auspicious patterns such as dragons, phoenixes, and mandarin ducks, which symbolize good wishes.

After selecting the style, the boss began to measure Zhang Jianjun and Qin Jingru's sizes and recorded them in detail.

"How long will it take to be ready? We are still waiting to use it." Zhang Jianjun asked curiously.

"Two days at most! If you are in a hurry, you can come and pick it up tomorrow afternoon." The boss also replied with a smile.

"Okay, boss! I'll come to pick up the wedding dress tomorrow afternoon! Here's the deposit, please keep it." Zhang Jianjun took out two big unity notes and handed them to the boss.

"Thank you very much!" The boss took the money and bowed to express his gratitude.

Zhang Jianjun nodded, and then took Qin Jingru out of the tailor shop...