Moving account

    A few days after the winter solstice, it really started to snow in Kyoto.

    The whole yard is full of white snowflakes.

    Mu Qing used to be a southerner and rarely saw snow.

    It looks very strange now.

    Zhou Tianhui and Grandma Qiao sat with Mu Qing in the living room.

    There is a charcoal stove in the living room with a pot on it, and hot water is boiled.

    Zhou Tianhui is making a sweater, while Grandma Qiao is picking up her shoes.

    Grandma Qiao took reading glasses and said: "Xiaoqing, your child is due in more than two months. How are you thinking about the relocation of the hukou? ?"

    "If you apply for the permit for moving out now, send it back to your hometown to go through the procedures for moving out."

    "Then we will apply for the household registration here. When the child is born, the time is just right to apply for the household registration."

    "I've considered this."

    Mu Qing put down the book in her hand and sat up.

    "I moved to Kyoto."

    Mu Qing looked at Grandma Qiao and gave her answer seriously.

    Even if she is not for her own consideration, for the development of her descendants, she has to move her hukou back.

    The difference between urban and rural areas will become bigger and bigger in the future.

    If you don't move to Kyoto now, it will be difficult if you want to move back in the future.

    Grandma Qiao was overjoyed when she heard Mu Qing's answer.

    "It would be great if you moved back."

     

    "When the time comes, you will send it back to your hometown as soon as possible."

    "Well, then I will trouble grandma to handle this matter. If you need anything, grandma will tell me." Mu Qing nodded and replied...

     "Don't worry, grandma will definitely find a way to handle this for you."

    Grandma Qiao happily responded.

    On the third day, the snow stopped.

    Grandma Qiao started to prepare Mu Qing's move-in certificate.

    However, before Grandma Qiao had time to go out, two distinguished guests came to their house.

    It is a neat and clean middle-aged woman with a girl of fifteen or sixteen.

    This woman is Zhao Zhengguo's lover, Zheng Lan.

    This little girl is their daughter, Zhao Tingting.

    Grandma Qiao immediately opened the courtyard door and welcomed the two of them into the living room.

    Mu Qing came out with a big belly and hurriedly asked Zhou Tianhui to prepare tea.

    Zheng Lan pushed the fruit and a few cans of malted milk in her hand towards Mu Qing.

    Opened her mouth to explain her purpose.

     "Our old Zhao has already told me what happened not long ago."

    "He has been busy tracing the source of that incident recently, so he has not had time to come to thank him."

    "Today, I came to thank you, Comrade Mu Qing. You saved our old Zhao's life."

    When Zheng Lan said that he was emotional, his voice trembled.

    Seeing this, Mu Qing quickly spoke to comfort: "Comrade Zheng, it's not as serious as you said."

    "I just did my own thing."

     "Besides, I was in the car at the time, so I saved my life."

    "Heh..." Zheng Lan smiled softly and quickly restrained her excitement.

    "If our old Zhao asked you to get in the car, Comrade Mu Qing, you would not have suffered this."

    "Speaking of which, it's Comrade Mu Qing who deserves a lot of credit."

    "Come on, Tingting, haven't you always wanted to see that sister who can drive to save Dad."

    "This is that elder sister, Comrade Mu Qing."

    Zhao Tingting listened to her mother's words, her eyes full of curiosity fell on Mu Qing's face.

    "Sister, you are really amazing!" Zhao Tingting opened her eyebrows and smiled like a sunflower.

    "You have such a big belly, you are not afraid of danger, and you have the courage to save people. I will learn from you in the future."

    Zhao Tingting said it seriously.

    "Well, study hard and improve every day. I need to learn a lot."

    Mu Qing was praised by this little girl, and she was almost so beautiful that she didn't know how to answer.

    How come other girls are so cute.

    The cousin of the Sheng family is as troublesome as a **** stirrer.

    Zheng Lan is a very talkative woman, Mu Qing chatted with her very relaxed.

    Grandma Qiao glanced at the time, got up and said apologetically.

    "Comrade Zheng, I still have something to go to the Public Security Bureau, so I'll excuse me for a while."

    "You sit at home for a while and stay for lunch."

     Grandma Qiao said and stood up.

    Anyway, she's just a guest, and it doesn't matter if she's here or not.

    Mainly, she was anxious to get the relocation certificate for Mu Qing.

    Zheng Lan couldn't help but smile when she heard this.

    "Old lady, what are you going to do at the Public Security Bureau?"

    "You forgot, our old Zhao is working in the Public Security Bureau. If you have something to say, maybe we can help you get it done quickly."

    When Grandma Qiao heard this, she looked happy, and immediately told about Muqing's account.

    "It turned out to be such a trivial matter, it's easy to handle." Zheng Lan said and stood up.

    "Old Madam, please give me the information, and I will show it to our old Zhao. As long as there is no problem with the information, it will be done soon."

    "It's a good thing that a **** like Mu Qing can stay in Kyoto."

    "Will this be too much trouble?" Mu Qing asked.

    "No trouble, this is just a little thing to urge progress." Zheng Lan said heartily.

    "I'll bring the documents over first. If there is no problem, I'll take you to sign and seal Comrade Mu Qing."

    Zheng Lan said, and left with the documents.

    The way she does things is really as neat as her people.

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