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The day after they delivered the betrothal gifts, Tang Zhicheng and Ye Fangfei went to collect their marriage certificate. Uncle Fang also helped them submit their housing application, which included their marriage certificate as proof that Tang Zhicheng was indeed married and had not committed any fraud. This was a requirement from above; anyone wanting to apply for housing after getting married had to present their marriage certificate. It wasn't that the leaders were unreasonable; it was because there had been cases in the past where people faked marriages to obtain housing, only to be exposed later. That was why the leaders were so cautious.
With the marriage certificate in hand, they were officially a couple. Tang Zhicheng handed over his savings book to Ye Fangfei. "Feifei, this is what I've saved over the years; you take it. From now on, you will manage our household," he said as he passed the savings book to her.
Ye Fangfei took it and opened it up, surprised to see that Tang Zhicheng had saved quite a bit. The last entry boldly stated four thousand six hundred yuan. "You really gave this all to me? Aren't you worried?" she asked, astonished at the amount. She had thought there would be only a little over a thousand.
"Yes, it's all yours. I told you, from now on, you'll be in charge of our home. Whatever money I earn will go to you; just give me a little pocket money," Tang Zhicheng replied earnestly.
Since he said so, Ye Fangfei decided not to be polite any longer and accepted it outright. However, she remembered that they hadn't held their wedding yet and that setting up their new home would also require money. She worried that if he gave her all his savings, they might run out when they needed it later. "If you give me all this money, what about the wedding? And we still need to prepare furniture for the house once it's allocated."
"Why don't you keep the savings book for now?" she suggested.
Tang Zhicheng hadn’t anticipated her concern. With a confident smile, he reassured her, "Feifei, you don’t need to worry about these things; I still have a few hundred yuan on hand. That should be enough." He seemed worried she might misunderstand him as keeping some money for himself and quickly added, "This money is set aside for something important."
Then he leaned in closer and whispered to her, "Do you know? Our side business with the cars is tough but brings in good money. Every time we go out, we manage to flip some items and make a profit." He continued explaining how it was essential to always have some cash available for activities.
Ye Fangfei nodded, fully aware of the situation. Although her aunt was now a leader, she used to be involved in the car trade. Uncle Fang had brought back some good things from out of town, and she had certainly benefited from them.
"I know, but you need to be careful. They don't allow private transactions anymore. If someone catches you, it could be serious," Ye Fangfei advised with concern.
"Don't worry, I'm being cautious," Tang Zhicheng replied, appreciating Ye Fangfei's concern.
Two days later, Tang Zhicheng set off with the car.
Ye Jianguo was also preparing to take Hao Chunying and Ye Fangfei to his elder brother's house to inform their parents about Ye Fangfei's upcoming marriage. Hao Chunying had a strained relationship with her in-laws; the elderly couple didn't particularly like her, and that extended to their disapproval of her having two children.
Ye Jianguo found himself caught in the middle, as they didn't live together. Besides family gatherings during the holidays, Hao Chunying rarely visited them.
Thus, these years had passed in this manner. Now that Ye Fangfei was getting married, it was essential to go over and inform the elderly couple.
Ye Grandpa and Grandma lived quite a distance from Ye Jianguo's current residence. It took about half an hour to ride a bicycle there.
Today, they rode their bicycles over: Ye Jianguo rode one bike with Ye Fangfei while Hao Chunying rode another by herself.
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