Rebirth of the Wild Age

Before the realization of network office, registering marriage was a manual work.

Not to mention writing a letter of introduction and marriage application, you have to go back to the place of household registration to issue a certificate of unmarriage, and even to take a photo of your ID card, you must go to a designated photo studio. You will not be able to bring your own photos - this is just the most important thing There are several procedures, and there are all kinds of strange procedures, and they are different in different places.

After a series of procedures are completed, it will take another day to complete the premarital examination, and then go to watch the old and outdated pre-marital education videos, and get the certificate of consent to marriage before registering.

Every process, every unit, may get you stuck, and it is commonplace to be delayed for a few days after completing a chapter.

This is still an urban marriage registration, and it is even worse in rural areas!

Some places even have to check whether your family’s agricultural tax withdrawals have been paid in full. The village will issue a letter of introduction to you only after you have paid the three and five payments. If you go to another department, you will be asked to pay inexplicable fees, and even require you to buy some type of insurance. If you don’t buy insurance, you will not be allowed to get married.

In the mid-to-late 1990s, there was a news report about marriage in the countryside, which caused a social sensation. The content is that a young couple in the village got married. From writing the marriage application to obtaining the certificate, they spent more than 3,000 yuan inside and outside, which is equivalent to the total annual income of a farmer.

Therefore, in the 1990s, some farmers only placed wine and did not register, because the marriage certificate was too expensive.

Song Weiyang directly chose to go home, took his household registration book and ID card, and came to the neighborhood committee before the Spring Festival holiday. There is only one aunt on duty here, and it is boring. There is no office computer, so I can only pass the time by knitting sweaters.

"Ms. Zhang, good morning!" Song Weiyang said with a smile.

The aunt looked up and said excitedly: "It's Boss Xiao Song, sit down quickly, I'll pour you some water!"

Song Weiyang said, "No need, I need your help with something."

The aunt smiled all over her face: "If you have anything to say, I'll do it for you right away."

Song Weiyang said: "Give me a certificate of unmarriage."

"Are you going to get married?" The aunt immediately began to gossip, "Which family's girl is so lucky?"

Of course Song Weiyang wouldn't tell the truth, otherwise he wouldn't have to wait until the Chinese New Year, and it would spread across several nearby streets tomorrow. He said nonchalantly: "I'm going abroad to participate in an event, it's official, and I'm forced to apply for a certificate of unmarriage. Do you think this is nonsense?"

The aunt really believed it, and echoed: "The bureaucracy is like this in China."

Song Weiyang took out a product packaging box: "This is a Shenzhou repeater, which can help children learn English. Mrs. Zhang took it back and gave it to her grandson to try the effect."

The aunt was even happier immediately, she accepted it while she declined, opened a letter of introduction within minutes, and asked if any other proofs were required.

Song Weiyang went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with the letter of introduction from the street again. As a top celebrity in the city, he was recognized by the staff within minutes. He continued to fool around, saying that he was buying a house in Shenghai, where the requirements were stricter, and he needed a certificate of unmarriage to transfer the ownership of the house—in fact, buying a house in most cities at this time does not require it.

It is quite a headache for ordinary people to go to the department to stamp, but Song Weiyang just swiped his face and got the green light all the way.

He even heard that Song Weiyang had come in person, and the department leaders rushed back to the unit. He had to handle life and death for Song Weiyang himself, and he could use this matter to brag about it later.

After all the formalities were completed one after another, Song Weiyang went home to celebrate the New Year with peace of mind, and only waited for the marriage certificate to go to Rongcheng after the Spring Festival.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Song Weiyang went to his grandparents' house with his parents.

Grandma is still in good health, but grandpa had a fall some time ago and deliberately kept it from his daughter and son-in-law—for fear of delaying their work. The old man recovered very slowly after the fracture, and now he is still on crutches, and his mental head is not as good as before, as if he has aged ten years all of a sudden.

Two cars were driving slowly on the village road, the one in front was Song Shumin's Santana 2000, and the one behind was Song Qizhi's Audi a6.

A large area along the way is full of fruit trees, mainly oranges and yellow peaches. Most of these fruits will be sold to Xifeng Company. It can be said that half of the farmers in the village are working for the Song family.

The dilapidated house of the village committee has been turned into a small two-story western-style building, and there is a dedicated vacant lot for a parking lot.

Although the Song family did not take special care of their relatives, Song Weiyang's cousin still became the village party secretary. This bastard was taught twice by Song Shumin, and he no longer likes to fight as much as before, and he doesn't dare to bully men and women in the village, causing trouble, but he can definitely eat a lot of gray income.

The second uncle was deliberately suppressed by the Song family. He hasn't been promoted for several years. He is still the deputy mayor in charge of cultural and educational propaganda, sitting in the office like a dog all day drinking tea and reading newspapers. Moreover, he is responsible for receiving the accompanying leaders. No matter what level of leaders come to inspect, the town will let him take charge of the reception. By the way, he introduced, "This is Song Weiyang's second uncle."

Therefore, although this guy's official is not big, he knows a lot of leaders. I usually go to the bureau-level units in the city to do business, and I also hold that air, and directly call the bureau chiefs brothers.

The family of the second uncle and cousin seemed to have become the local tyrants. If Song Shumin hadn't kept a close eye on them, they would have known what had happened.

As the car drove past the village committee building, a village cadre immediately ran upstairs, knocked on the door and shouted, "Village chief, your aunt and uncle are here!"

"Understood," my cousin dialed the phone slowly, "Secretary Hu, my aunt's family is here, and you can leave now."

Secretary Hu is the top leader in the town, and he has no other idea, but to take the opportunity to catch sight of Song Weiyang and his son. This Secretary Hu took his subordinates and drove to the village to send warmth during the Spring Festival, visit lonely old people, condolences to the families of martyrs, and so on.

Song Weiyang grinned and didn't speak, and kept nibbling on the apple.

Song Qizhi didn't really want to deal with this kind of petty bureaucrat who "likes to come and do things". After chatting casually, he took his wife and children to hide in the back room.

Only Song Shumin did not refuse anyone who came, and his speech and behavior were very natural. He casually chatted about the development of the four miles and eight villages, and then said some words of encouragement and affirmation. With the smile on the face of the spring breeze, he directly made Secretary Hu feel smug. Boss highly positive illusion.

"Mom, why didn't you and Dad eat the supplements I bought last time?" Guo Xiaolan complained in the room.

Grandpa was sitting on the rattan chair with a cane in his arms, grinning with one of his front teeth missing: "They are all half-buried, and eating anything is a waste. Don't buy such expensive things in the future."

Grandma also said: "Now life is better. I eat meat several times a month. I would not have thought about it 20 years ago. Eat meat every now and then and still not supplement it? It is better than any supplements."

Guo Xiaolan was extremely troubled by this. She wanted to take her parents to live in the city, but the two elders refused. She often bought some good things back home, but the things she used were not opened, and the food was always there. The two old people were already thrifty to the bottom of their hearts.

Song Weiyang finished eating an apple, and Secretary Hu left with great insight.

As soon as Secretary Hu left, the second uncle's family appeared behind him, offering all kinds of flattery. Only the cousin of the second uncle's family is more introverted, and she is timid even to call people. As soon as she enters the house, she goes to the kitchen to help wash the vegetables and cook.

The uncle's family soon came, and even the married cousin came back with her husband and children to visit relatives. The second cousin joined Xifeng after graduating from technical secondary school, and her ability is still limited. Coupled with her relatives, she has now become a middle-level cadre of the branch company. This family is all honest and honest. Only the little cousin has a genetic mutation. He looks like a nerd, but he is actually very casual. He usually either reads his homework or can only find him in the game hall.

Well, just the cousin who exploded shit, I wonder if he can still play games all the way to Electronic Science and Technology University.

"Cousin, there is an Internet cafe in town," the little cousin excitedly ran over to Song Weiyang, "Did you invest in the company that makes "Swordsman Love?"

Song Weiyang nodded and said, "There are shares."

The little cousin quickly asked: "Does your company have any other games?"

Song Weiyang didn't answer, and said with a smile: "Didn't you open a supermarket for your dad at the train station? Why are you still studying in the town?"

The little cousin explained: "I will be in the third year of junior high soon, and I don't bother to transfer schools. I will move to live in the city when I am admitted to the second middle school."

"The No. 2 High School in the city is the key point of the province, so you are so confident?" Song Weiyang said.

The little cousin scratched his head: "It should be fine."

Song Weiyang said: "Internet cafes in the city can be connected to the Internet, and online games are more fun than stand-alone games. But you are too playful, so don't indulge in it in the future, and be careful that your father will hang you up and beat you."

"I play games in my spare time," the little cousin suddenly pointed to the distance, "Hey, whose car is that? It's awesome!"

Song Weiyang looked up, and immediately complained: "Fuck, you don't have to worry about the chassis being scraped off when you drive a sports car back from Hong Kong City."

The owner of this sports car is Mr. Guo Xiaochun, the legal representative of Taurus Capital, and he is now considered an "elite" in the financial investment industry, at least he is no longer regarded as a fool by his peers. If it was changed to ten years later, this guy would be detained by the traffic police in minutes, because all the cars in Hong Kong City drive on the right, he might not be able to drive through the customs.

The poor driver, who drove thousands of kilometers on the left-hand drive road in a right-hand drive car, had to worry about the ultra-low chassis of the sports car being scratched at any time.

"Ding!"

My uncle was still so coquettish, he lit a cigarette as soon as he got out of the car, and the silver-plated steel lighter made a crisp sound. He has only restrained himself when it comes to women, and he is still the one he met in Hong Kong City before, and he has officially obtained a marriage certificate.

People in the village gathered around to watch. The Song family's prosperity is their ability, but Guo Xiaochun's prosperity is very awkward. Because this guy is too out of tune, eating, drinking and having fun all day like a bum, and now he has become the best one among the three brothers of the Guo family.

The uncle came over with his wife in his arms, greeted and introduced acquaintances everywhere, and finally said to Song Weiyang: "I just picked up the car last month, isn't it very cool?"

Song Weiyang laughed and said, "People buy sports cars and drive them by themselves, so what's the matter with you getting a driver?"

"Nonsense, I ran 4,000 kilometers this trip, and I'm still not exhausted by driving myself." The uncle replied as a matter of course.

Many years later, highways were built everywhere. In fact, it was only 2,000 kilometers, but now the mileage has directly doubled.

The Guo family's Spring Festival gathering this year is simply enviable. The daughter, son-in-law and two grandchildren are not mentioned. The eldest of the Guo family runs a supermarket near the train station.

"The Guo family's ancestral tomb is smoking. Back then, Fourth Master Guo buried it well. I asked Mr. Feng Shui to look at a piece of precious land. My second uncle originally set his sights on that piece of land."

"The fart is buried well, it's the daughter who married well. If Song Shumin hadn't become his son-in-law, how many of his sons would have made a fortune?"

"That should be a blessing for the family. When Song Shumin was an educated youth, he was so hungry that he stole two cabbages from your private land. You carried a pole and chased them from the brigade to the commune. As for that? His teenage half-old child, alone It's not easy in the countryside."

"What two cabbages? He also stole a handful of noodles and two taels of lard from Lao Tzu!"