MGASC -Chapter 128 Let’s Get the Marriage Certificate

Found her!

His wife was actually in that chicken coop, collecting eggs.

“One, two, three, four…”

Zhang Qiao bent over, carrying a basket on her arm, counting the eggs as she picked them up.

Some of the freshly laid eggs were still warm.

Suddenly, her hands were empty—the basket had been snatched away by Lin Tianyue.

Zhang Qiao turned around, her eyes lighting up. “Oh, Big Rough Guy, you’re off work!”

Lin Tianyue lifted her out of the chicken coop and kindly brushed a white chicken feather off her hair.

“Doesn’t it stink in the chicken coop? Let Xiao Wu handle this kind of work next time.”

Now that she was out, the air was much fresher, and the sunset painted both of their faces golden.

He handed the basket to Xiao Wu, who excitedly ran into the coop.

If he collected more eggs, maybe he could get an extra chicken leg for dinner! Oh yeah, that motivated him even more!

Zhang Qiao looked down and sniffed herself. “Do I stink?”

Lin Tianyue said, “I didn’t say you stink. I meant… you’re far along in your pregnancy, you need to rest more.”

Zhang Qiao smiled softly. “Doing a little work isn’t tiring. I did some math—the chickens lay almost fifty eggs a day. Selling them at the market gets you three or four yuan. Three or four yuan a day, over a hundred a month. No wonder Song Jiawen raises chickens; this is way better than his job.”

“Exactly, that’s a lot of money. So, Qiao Qiao, you’re getting rich again, huh?”

Zhang Qiao gave Lin Tianyue a sidelong glance. “Why do I feel like you’re mocking me?”

“Not at all, not at all! I wouldn’t dare!”

Lin Tianyue chuckled—he just found it cute when his wife got a little money-minded. He couldn’t help teasing her.

Hearing him say “I wouldn’t dare” three times, Zhang Qiao rolled her eyes at him.

She turned to go upstairs, with Lin Tianyue following closely behind, trying to grab her hand.

But Zhang Qiao refused. Whenever he reached out, she dodged, holding her hands in front of her, supporting her rounded belly.

Someone pouted in defeat, then said, “I heard Song Jiawen came by earlier? Qiao Qiao, from now on, let Xiao Wu deal with him. You’re far along now—don’t waste your energy on other people.”

“Got it.”

Lin Tianyue’s gaze dropped, and his large hand wandered over her increasingly round belly.

Seeing no one around, he leaned closer, voice turning flirtatious: “Did the baby kick you today?”

His rough hand covered hers, the calluses scraping her like sandpaper.

“Of course, we chat and interact every day.”

“Oh? About what?”

“The baby said Daddy is a stubborn old traditionalist. She/He doesn’t want to talk to you at all.”

Lin Tianyue: “……”

Zhang Qiao had already pulled her hand back and swatted his big hand away.

Hmph, the stubborn old man only wants a son; the baby doesn’t want to interact with him!

Lately, the little one inside her had been moving more actively, kicking and tumbling like playing soccer inside her belly—a strange but wonderful sensation.

It made Zhang Qiao deeply aware that a real little life was growing inside her.

Although she didn’t yet know the baby’s gender, this little life brought her more responsibility and more caution.

“Lin Tianyue.”

“Hmm, what is it?”

Lin Tianyue hurried to catch up with her.

Zhang Qiao glanced at him sideways. “I’ve thought about it—we should get rid of these chickens as soon as possible. Don’t let things drag on.”

“You want to sell the chickens?”

Zhang Qiao nodded.

These chickens had been forcibly taken by Lin Tianyue. Selling the eggs alone brought in over a hundred yuan a month. Considering Song Jiawen’s petty nature, he’d probably be upset.

And if her clueless mother-in-law felt sorry in a few days and tried to intervene, it would only cause more trouble.

So Zhang Qiao decisively decided to sell the chickens, adding income for the household and cutting off any hopes they might have had.

Lin Tianyue was 100% in agreement with her: “Alright, wife, if you say sell, we sell. I thought you’d be reluctant and want to keep them for the eggs.”

After all, that was long-term business.

Zhang Qiao pouted. “You really think I’m money-minded?”

“Money-minded is good! A money-minded wife brings luck to her husband!”

Calling her “wife” over and over, Lin Tianyue teased her in a sly, playful tone. Since she hadn’t been paying much attention to him these past few days, he had to seize every opportunity to show affection.

As Zhang Qiao went upstairs, he stayed by her side, supporting her. “Wife, leave the selling to me. I also have something to discuss with you.”

“Go ahead.”

His gaze fell on her rounded belly. “Look, the baby’s almost here. Let’s go get our marriage certificate.”

Marriage certificate?

Right—Zhang Qiao remembered. She and Lin Tianyue hadn’t registered their marriage, so legally, they weren’t truly husband and wife. But in this era, people generally had little awareness of legal formalities.

“Lin Tianyue, why are you suddenly thinking about getting the certificate?”

They had reached the room. Zhang Qiao pulled out a chair to sit, and Lin Tianyue quickly grabbed a cushion to support her lower back.

The big man stood awkwardly in front of her, rubbing his nose.

Why did he want the certificate? Of course, to make things legal with her.

“Qiao Qiao, last time you said it… we’re not legally married yet. I’m the father of your child, so I have to take responsibility. How can a couple have a child but not be legal? It’ll even complicate registering the baby’s household record. Don’t you think?”

Zhang Qiao gave him a meaningful glance.

Hmph, Big Rough Guy, trying to coax her into getting a certificate in just a few words.

She wasn’t going to agree.

Zhang Qiao blinked. “Does that mean you wouldn’t take responsibility without the certificate? Being responsible matters more than a certificate. Besides, I asked Aunt Liu, and she said the household registration isn’t urgent. We can do it before the child starts school.”

Lin Tianyue: “……”

He’d been rejected?

No problem. Maybe she was just in a bad mood these days. He’d wait for the next time she was in a better mood.

At that moment, Zhang Qiao’s belly gurgled twice.

With Lin Tianyue still in front of her, she blushed with embarrassment.

“Hungry?”

He obediently nodded.

“What do you want for dinner?”

Zhang Qiao thought for a moment. “How about making braised chicken with rice?”

Braised chicken had both meat and vegetables, healthy and flavorful. If the experiment succeeded, her Zhang Family Pickled Fish would have a new dish to pair with rice.

Lin Tianyue had never heard of this dish before.

But he had grown used to his wife’s creative new dishes and agreed immediately: “Alright, same as always—you teach me, I’ll cook!”

“Fine.”

No more talk about the certificate, and Zhang Qiao immediately relaxed.