Chapter 16 Is there an extra person in the household registration book?

Wen Yan finally resisted the temptation of money.

It's not that he dislikes the small amount of one thousand yuan.

Rather, women's clothing has only been worn zero and countless times. This time I wore a princess dress, so will I wear black stockings next time?

After all, we will spend a lot of time together in the future, and Wen Yan doesn't want to open the door to a new world for Wang Luoqi and get out of control from now on.

Wang Luoqi saw Wen Yan's resolute attitude, so she didn't force him anymore. She was also worried that she would really offend the little guy and went back to the orphanage in anger. Then she would have to live alone again in the future.

After living with Wen Yan for two days, she suddenly felt like she had someone to accompany her.

Seems pretty good!

After returning home from get off work, you no longer have to face an empty house alone. You must turn on all the lights to drive away that loneliness.

Thinking about the days when he lived alone in the past, Wang Luoqi shook his head. He was really lonely.

Wen Yan slept very late yesterday, and got up early to buy breakfast today, so he didn't sleep very long last night.

In addition, he was very tired from trying on clothes and had a habit of taking naps in the past two years, so he lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

When Wang Luoqi saw Wen Yan asleep, he went back to the room and helped him cover him with a thin blanket.

She took the laptop from the room to the living room and sat opposite Wen Yan to process the company's documents.

Normally she was also dealing with official business at this time, but today she changed the place, from the spacious office of the group to this somewhat narrow living room.

But her feeling changed. It seemed that the words on the document today were particularly pleasing to the eye.

Wen Yan, who was falling into a deep sleep across from him, frowned at some point.

In a dream.

In a stadium with flashing colorful lights.

A tall man stood on the lifting platform in the center of the stage and sang heartily. When the lifting platform rose to a height of more than three meters, the singing slowly stopped.

The man on the lift platform had a humble smile on his face, bowed politely to the fans, and showed a very good manner.

The sports center that had been silent for a moment suddenly exploded with his movements:

"Wang Jie!"

"yyds!"

The girl in a short skirt under the stage was shaking her support sign, clamping her long white legs, and screaming high-pitchedly:

"husband!"

"I love you!"

She didn't care at all about the strange look from her boyfriend next to her.

Facing the enthusiasm of the fans, the man seemed to want to say something, but at this moment, the lift suddenly began to shake, and the man's body became unstable.

The cheers of the fans in the audience suddenly turned into screams.

"Huh!" Wen Yan woke up from his sleep and sat up suddenly.

He touched the cold sweat on his forehead and felt a little helpless. It had been two years since he was reborn, and he still occasionally dreamed of this damn dream.

Maybe this is what is called in psychology - post-traumatic stress disorder.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Luoqi was frightened by his sudden move and his little hands shook.

Wen Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead again, and after calming down the panic in his heart, he replied:

"Sister Luo Qi, I'm fine, I just had a dream."

Wang Luoqi nodded and didn't say much. She poured a glass of water, sat next to Wen Yan and handed it to him.

After Wen Yan took a few sips of water, Wang Luoqi patted his back again: "Is this a nightmare?"

Listening to the voice in his ears, Wen Yan raised his head, and he found that the girl's expression at this moment was gentler than ever before.

Wen Yan, who was about to tell a random lie, saw the concern in the girl's eyebrows and nodded for some reason.

Wang Luoqi didn't ask him what he was dreaming about, but said softly: "You don't have to be afraid, I will be here from now on."

Wen Yan was a little surprised. He thought Wang Luoqi would be like Mrs. Wen, telling him that dreams are the opposite. If he encounters terrible things in his dreams, it proves that he will have good luck when he wakes up.

Or, like Zhao Wanqi, give her the illusory reality of popular science dreams.

The girl in front of me just said - don't be afraid, I will be here from now on.

Wen Yan looked at the girl's beautiful profile and asked, "Sister Luo Qi, don't you want to know what I dreamed about?"

"If you don't want to, you don't have to remember it." Wang Luoqi shook his head.

As if remembering something from the past, she rubbed Wen Yan's little head again and said:

"You just have to remember that bad things will eventually go away, and we just have to make ourselves better."

Wen Yan secretly cursed in his heart, is this chicken soup for the soul?

In order to cover up the dream he just had, he made a joke: "I just dreamed that Sister Luo Qi was going to drive me away, so I woke up in a fright."

Wang Luoqi pinched his cheek and said, "My little mouth is so sweet. Don't worry, my sister won't abandon you."

After comforting Wen Yan for a while, and it was almost time to go to work, Wang Luoqi picked up his handbag and warned again:

"You bought a lot of ingredients today. You must have spent a lot of money. I put a thousand yuan under the coffee table. You can buy what you want."

After saying that, she left the room.

She said before that she had to pay for wearing women's clothes, which was naturally a joke. She just wanted to see what the little guy would look like in women's clothes.

Even if she doesn't wear it, it doesn't matter, the money will still be given to her.

Looking at the closed door, Wen Yan quickly opened the drawer and looked at the stack of banknotes inside, with a happy smile on his little face.

Wang Luoqi really has his urban magic rebate system. Breakfast worth 20 yuan will get 500 yuan back, and ingredients worth 200 yuan will get 1,000 yuan back.

Wen Yan felt that he didn't need to work harder, he could win without hesitation.

Ahem, joke, joke!

A man should be self-sufficient, how can he live on soft rice?

Although the rice is soft, it does taste delicious!

The afternoon was still long, so Wen Yan was going back to his room to study computer graphics software.

After all, he plans to serialize comics online in the future. It is not a big deal that he only has intermediate drawing skills but does not know how to operate computer software!

However, if you have a foundation of intermediate drawing skills, you will also use an electronic drawing tablet to draw in the future. It should not be too difficult if you just learn some general knowledge of software operation.

…

Time flies by.

The time came to 4:30 in the afternoon, and the location changed to the household registration office of Nianhuali Subdistrict Office.

Wu Wanqing searched the room at home again, but still couldn't find the household registration book.

If there was a thief in the house, why would the valuables in the room remain intact, but the household registration booklet was lost?

Could it be that this thief is still a household registration checker?

Although she didn’t understand what happened, her household registration book must have been lost. What’s more, she lost her ID card, so she had to find a new household registration book. What’s better now:

To apply for a new ID card, a household registration book is required.

An ID card is required to apply for a new household registration.

Directly into an infinite loop.

Finally, she found a connection, and she was able to go to the subdistrict office to complete the identity information within a few hours.

She is now coming to the household registration office to print out a new household registration book.

After handing in the materials and the household registration police printed the household registration book for her, he asked in a business-like manner:

"Are you Ms. Wu Wanqing, the head of the household?"

"Yes." Wu Wanqing nodded politely.

"There are three people in the family?"

Wu Wanqing, who was about to nod, was stunned for a moment.

Three?

Since her husband's death, there were only two people in her household, so how could there be one more person inexplicably?

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