Chapter 295: Planting Strawberries

In order to get the certificate in the afternoon, Zhou Qingyu drove her and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to wait at noon, and lunch could only be solved in a small restaurant nearby, which was full of young people, full of joy, obviously like Su Keke and them, who came here to get a marriage certificate.

Zhou Qingyu looked at the menu and frowned, "The dishes here are too simple!" ”

Su Keke glanced at him, took the menu from his hand, ordered a pot of meat and a vegetarian fried kale, and added a braised chicken nugget to Zhou Qingyu, then said with a smile: "I think it's good, let's eat rice!" ”

Zhou Qingyu was about to hug the beauty, and he just wanted to give Su Keke the best, and he was still a little worried in his heart. He knew very well that although Roland was killed, Ge Di fled. Ge Dineng has been lurking in China for nearly 20 years for Roland, and he must know the secrets of that year.

Zhou Qingyu made up his mind to get married as soon as possible, so that he could protect Su Keke under his wings.

Su Keke is still a freshman and has three years to go to college, which means that even if two people get married, they can't have children first. Thinking that after the newlywed, there was only a beautiful wife and no cute treasure, Zhou Qingyu sighed.

Su Keke was very strange: "Huh? What's wrong with you? Reluctant to live single? ”

"No, what's the matter?" Zhou Qingyu categorically vetoed, he lowered his voice and whispered what he had just thought.

Su Keke's face was flushed, what is this?

"But you're still too young, it's good for your body to have a child later," Zhou Qingyu said seriously, "Let's live together for the rest of our lives, and we have to think long-term about everything!" "Anyway, the wife is his, and Meng Bao will have it!

Su Keke didn't know what Zhou Qingyu was thinking, at this time, the dishes were slowly served, and Su Keke sandwiched a piece of meat for Zhou Qingyu, "Eat quickly, don't say these useless words!" ”

The more Zhou Qingyu thought about it, the more he felt that his plan was very reasonable, and he ate his meal in a big gulp, and now he needs to step up the arrest of Emperor Ge, and everything else is developing in a good direction.

After eating, Zhou Qingyu and Su Keke entered the Civil Affairs Bureau, and at this time there were already three couples lined up in front. Today is July 16th, and the lunar calendar is also a double day, so there are more people who choose to get their certificates on this day.

Zhou Qingyu suddenly remembered something, "Coco, you wait for me, I'll pull the candy in the car!" ”

He was handsome, tall and long-legged, and when he ran in the wind, several brides-to-be next to him showed envious eyes.

A man said sourly, "How forgetful! His girlfriend poked him and motioned for him not to talk nonsense.

Zhou Qingyu's car was parked at the door, and he quickly took the candy over and began to distribute it to the couples waiting at the door.

This kind of happy event, everyone will not be polite, and after two excuses, they all took the candy from the bag in Zhou Qingyu's hand.

"Yo, you really have a way, you can actually get White Rabbit Milk Candy!" A girl said enviously. In the eighties, there were only milk candy and fruit hard candy, milk candy, the most famous being the white rabbit and peanut cow tie, which were produced by a candy factory in Shanghai, and ordinary people needed coupons to buy them.

At this time, the man who said sour words looked at the candy bag in Zhou Qingyu's hand, and estimated that there were still two or three catties, so he used his brain, "I said, it's too wasteful for you to send this candy like this, it's better to let it be given to me!" ”

This person just said bad things about Zhou Qingyu, and Su Keke was already very disgusted with him, so he retorted unceremoniously at this time: "Let it be given to you?" How to make? ”

"Naturally, it's the market price!" The man said eloquently, "Don't try to slaughter me at a high price, I have something to do with the Market Supervision Bureau!" ”