Chapter 47 Xia Qing Breaks Through
After going out, Xia Qing took a taxi and went straight to Yang Lijing's house.

She guessed that Yang Lijing should not be at home at this time, so now would be a good time to go back and get her ID card.

——She has already made up her mind, she wants to get the certificate anyway. If the stinky uncle doesn't agree, then he doesn't have to agree. When the time comes, she will put her ID card in one hand and her household registration book in the other, and it will be like a piece of fat meat delivered to her door. I don't believe that the stinky uncle will not eat it.

……

Bah! What a ridiculous metaphor!
It’s just a certificate, nothing else to do, what’s the big deal about it!
Sitting in the taxi, Xia Qing was fully armed. His eyes behind the sunglasses were a little vague and his heart was pounding. He felt like a novice thief who had just made up his mind to embark on the road of crime and was committing a crime for the first time.

I hope Sister Yang is not at home!
She silently hoped that she would suddenly have to get married with someone else. If Sister Yang knew about this, she would be so angry.

Her ID card had been kept at Sister Yang's house, but she didn't bring it with her when she went to the Inspiration House. If she wanted to get the ID card, she needed to go back and get it.

The ID card is actually easy to deal with, but what worries her more is the household registration book.

I saw on the Internet that you need to bring your household registration book to get the marriage certificate, but her household registration book is still at home. It is not difficult to get the household registration book, but the difficult part is what to do if her family finds out.

My parents would be so pissed if they knew that I suddenly got married to someone else.

"Ugh……"

She sighed, feeling hesitant, and it was only thanks to the taxi that had already confirmed its itinerary that she was able to strengthen her resolve.

Arrived at the station, got off the bus, walked to the door of Sister Yang's house, opened the door and went in.

"Oh, it's you again. Why are you back today? I'm so surprised."

Yang Lijing's voice suddenly sounded, startling Xia Qing.

"Sister Yang Yang Yang Yang, you you you are at home."

Xia Qing said haltingly.

Yang Lijing asked, "Why can't I be at home? Why are you stuttering like that?"

Xia Qing quickly adjusted her mentality and said, "I was scared by you! Sister Yang, shouldn't you be busy at this time? Why are you so free during this period?"

Yang Lijing squinted at Xia Qing and said, "I'm usually very idle. I only act busy when you're here. Now that you're not living with me anymore, I don't have to pretend to be busy."

Xia Qing was speechless: "Sister Yang, are you kidding me? Do you think I'm a fool?"

As she spoke, she took off her mask, sunglasses and hat and placed them at the door, then went to her own bedroom to find her ID card.

Yang Lijing suddenly discovered something and called out to her: "Wait!"

Xia Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she tensed up. She turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Sister Yang?"

Yang Lijing frowned, making Xia Qing even more panicked.

"what did you eat?"

Yang Lijing asked suddenly.

Xia Qing was suddenly confused: "Ah?!"

Yang Lijing said: "Look at your mouth and the mask, there is oil and cumin. Don't you wipe your mouth after eating?"

"Oh, I forgot!"

Xia Qing quickly ran to the mirror to look at herself, then found some toilet paper and wiped her mouth. After wiping her mouth, she smiled awkwardly at Yang Lijing.

Yang Lijing sighed and said, "I really doubt whether you went to the Inspiration House just to find an excuse to avoid me and indulge yourself."

Xia Qing smiled awkwardly: "No, Sister Yang, I really went there to write a song. Haven't you seen my results?"

Yang Lijing sighed again and said, "Our studio is small, and you don't have any announcement needs. I haven't found a professional agent for you. Since you signed with my studio, I have been personally responsible for your business and your affairs.

"I control you too much, I guess you don't like it. You have a way out, but if you don't want to quit and want to sing, then you have to control yourself and protect your voice."

Xia Qing said, "I know, Sister Yang. Don't worry, I can control myself. And it's okay to eat less barbecue. There's a great singer in Japan who likes spicy food, and she's fine. Her singing skills are still so good. I know how to protect my voice."

Yang Lijing said: "Anyway, you should pay attention. I'm not a professional, I can only remind you more."

"Yeah, I know, thank you Sister Yang."

Xia Qing nodded quickly and said, "I'm going to get something." Yang Lijing asked, "What?"

Xia Qing lied and said, "Take the flute!"

Yang Lijing complained: "Can you take all the instruments at once? Go quickly!"

"hey-hey!"

Xia Qing laughed dryly, but felt relieved. At the same time, he secretly felt that he was really smart and resourceful, and he could find an excuse to pick up the flute in an instant.

The flute is not big and easy to hold, much more convenient than the guitar last time.

She hurried back to the bedroom, found her ID card and put it away, then took the flute and was ready to leave.

Yang Lijing sat on the sofa and watched Xia Qing rushing back and forth, and sighed: "Alas, every time you come back, it seems like you want to take something when I'm not at home. I'm wondering if you are doing something behind my back."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Xia Qing walked to the door, her movements suddenly froze, and she turned around and asked, "Sister Yang, what are you thinking about? What can I do behind your back?"

"Who knows?"

Yang Lijing glanced at Xia Qing again.

"Sister Yang, you're overthinking it!"

Xia Qing said this and fled.

"boom--"

The door opened and then closed again. Yang Lijing looked at the door and complained, "You're so weird. If someone didn't know, they would think you were having an affair with someone behind my back."

Fortunately, she knew that Xia Qing was not an out-of-line person. Except for work matters, she didn't listen to her family. Otherwise, she should be worried.

……

Xia Qing was even more panicked. Sister Yang's intuition was so sharp that she almost saw that something was wrong with her. And then she had to go through another hurdle. Thinking about facing her family and lying to them, she felt even more nervous.

But she had already got the ID card, so half of the task was done. Now she had to fire the arrow on the string.

She armed herself again, gritted her teeth, and called a taxi back home.

What she didn't expect was that the place she thought would be more difficult turned out to be surprisingly simple. When she got home, only Aunt Wu, the nanny, was there, and no one else was at home.

She greeted Aunt Wu and stole the household registration booklet easily.

"Aunt Wu, where are my parents? Why aren't they here?"

Before getting the household registration book and leaving, Xia Qing asked Aunt Wu.

Aunt Wu had worked in her house for a long time, and they were very familiar with each other and got along quite casually. She was very happy to see Xia Qing come back, pouring water and washing fruits. When Xia Qing asked her, she replied, "They are all out. Your father went to the company, and your mother said she went to see your Aunt Song. Do you want me to tell them that you are back?"

Aunt Song and Aunt Wu, Xia Qing's mother's best friends, also knew about it.

Xia Qing waved her hands and said, "No, no, no! I just came back to get something. Don't tell them I'm back. Otherwise, they'll nag me again."

"You, what's the point of hiding all this time?"

Aunt Wu shook her head helplessly and took out the freshly washed fruit from the kitchen, "Eat the fruit quickly."

Xia Qing said, "I'll take an apple to eat on the way. I'm leaving, Aunt Wu. Goodbye!" After that, he picked up the apple and hurried out.

"call……"

When she came out of the house, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relaxed and full of enthusiasm, as if she had the certificate in her hand and the world was hers.

Restraining her pounding heart, Xia Qing gritted her teeth and called Lin Guzhi.

After the call was connected, she said directly with a desperate spirit: "Uncle, I have already got my household registration and ID card. I will wait for you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau now. It's up to you whether you come or not. Anyway, I have done everything I can, please don't let me down!"

There was a slight silence on the phone, and then Lin Guzhi's voice came out: "I only reissued my ID card, and my household registration book is still in my hometown."

Xia Qing: "..."

(End of this chapter)