A Heartwarming Decade

Yanxi went to the Chinese Consulate in Paris in March to apply for domestic birth certificates and various relatives. The unmarried certificates were sent by Today and Si Wan. Dr. Wei acted as the guarantor, and everything went smoothly.

Dayi called with a tangled tone: "Yanxi, you are the first one of our brothers to get married."

Yanxi is at the landlord’s house with a microphone between her ears and shoulders, her thin white fingers have been filling in the marriage application form, copying French according to A Heng’s handwriting, and raising her eyebrows: “Why, jealous? When did the brothers block you? Are you married?"

Dayi said: "Okay, go to the side. You are on the side of Aheng, someone loves someone, and you are crying. Don't look at me. Seeing the deep water in the sky, I rely on it, not Wen Si Wan The one who dragged me to drink white is Sun Peng who dragged me to drink red. Damn, I'm almost drinking a yin and yang face."

Yanxi smiled and said in a low voice, "Taiyi, it seems that you have recovered, so I don't need to worry about my brother."

Dayi: "Don't, listen to your tone, as if you want to take root in France, it makes people frustrated."

Yanxi turned the ballpoint pen: "No, Aheng and I will go back to see you in the future... well, with him. You two..."

The other side of the phone didn’t say a word, and for a long time, he smiled reluctantly: “It’s all gone, and there’s nothing more to say. When I look back at your wedding with Aheng, or I will pay you back. You call Xiao has never had a hard time, because he is short of money, and the young master's temper is up, it is also our Aheng who suffers."

Yanxi: "No, I have money. Sindayi, let me tell you, this is a dead boy, dead boy, forcing Lao Tzu to learn to cook braised pork all day long. I have never seen her obsessed with meat before. His bullish temper, the bigger the more upset."

Sindayi: "Haha, have you learned it?"

Yan Xi was stunned, nodded, and stretched his voice.

Dayi helpless: "Aren't you accustomed to sister-in-law and grandma?"

Yanxi: "Damn, I have only one daughter-in-law. You are not used to her?"

Sindayi was also stunned: "Forget it, don't say it, I have to continue to tell your brother-in-law tonight, what kind of evil you did!"

Dayi murmured infinite resentment, and Yanxi rubbed her brows and hung up the phone with a smile.

Yanxi earned nearly 1,500 euros for painting murals, but it's probably not enough for a wedding. However, he was a little unwilling to borrow money, and it was not easy for Dayi to repay it. He had just recovered from the serious injury, so he was a little upset.

There is a piggy bank in the house, which Aheng brought from China, made of white porcelain. Yanxi helps the community to do some handymen every day, but because he is not very proficient in French, he is always unable to do the work that requires communication. Therefore, the work and money earned are very limited. But every day when he gets his wages, he puts a few coins in the piggy bank.

Yisu knows that except for Winnie, his favorite is the piggy bank.

In April, Aheng and Yanxi went to the district government to register their marriage with various documents.

Aheng just pursed his lips and smiled along the way, looking at Yanxi, blushing and red.

Yanxi squeezed the child's face: "Oh, baby, I know I'm shy."

Aheng was speechless, looking at the documents in Yanxi's hand and continuing to smirk with her head down, she seemed to have lost her strength and stability when she grew up, and she became the stupid and harmless little girl back then.

Yanxi held her hand, looked at the sunlight in Paris just breaking through the morning mist, and smiled unconsciously.

When we got there, the staff member read Yanxi's residence permit, but clicked on the time above and shook his head: "No, it's almost expired. It must be renewed before processing."

When they rushed to the police station to renew their residence permits, it was already lunch break. Aheng and Yanxi bought two pieces of bread and sat at the door waiting. Yanxi looked at the fashionable Parisian girls walking on and off the road, her eyes widened: "Hey, Heng, their eyelashes are really long."

A Heng explained: "They all use eyelash growth liquid, I don't usually use that stuff."

Yanxi: "Wow, I'm really tall."

A Heng cough: "They generally use heightened insoles. I basically don't use that kind of thing."

Yanxi: "Damn, my chest is really big."

A Heng gritted his teeth: "They basically inject silicone, I'm all natural!"

Yanxi stretched out her hands while stuffing bread in her mouth: "The children nowadays don't have a good temper."

A Heng angrily: "How long are you going to struggle with the chest problem? I am C and C, where is it small?"

Yanxi visually inspected: "Ah, 36B at most."

Aheng squeezed his face: "You spit out the ribs I made for you, I won't marry you anymore!"

Yanxi sympathizes: "It's okay baby, even if you are A, I love you only."

A Heng Lei: "Everyone said it was C, C!"

At the end of the lunch break, Aheng and Yanxi lined up for a long time.

The staff inspection process is very strict. The four presiding judges ask questions in turn, and if the answers do not meet the requirements, most of them are sent back to the country. Those who are suspected of breaking the law with unknown intentions will be detained for 24 hours and retrial the next day, during which time they can ask a lawyer for defense.

Yanxi had been teasing Ah Heng before because she was worried that she was uneasy.

Yanxi always feels that there are some things that women can't get through because of their men; for men, some things must be passed on because of their responsibilities and their women.

Therefore, this matter, this matter is the same.

He may get the residence permit safely and get married with A Heng and have children, or he may be sent back to the country when he is unlucky. Then he perseveres and continues to change his visa, returns to his woman, and continues to marry and have children. It’s just that the process is a bit more troublesome, but the result is still the same.

Of course, Yan Shao didn't expect such a result. After the little devil in front of him was crying and looting from the glass door by a few policemen, the four presiding judges, wearing pleated uniforms, looked at him with gray eyes.

Yanxi twitched: "Hello."

This is the best French he speaks.

One of them asked him: "How can I make a living in France?"

Yanxi scratched his head and said: "Draw murals, community posters, deliver letters, milk."

Another asked: "Do you have bad habits such as marijuana and ecstasy?"

Yan Xi shook his head.

A man with a beard looked at him and asked, "So, do you have any experience in **** services?"

Yan Xi shook his head madly.

Another woman asked: "Have you heard of Hoth Anton, Richard, and Clovey?"

Yanxi seemed to have vaguely heard that Clovis was the last monarch of the Merovingian dynasty in France, so he speculated that this question should be based on the degree of adaptation to France, so he immediately nodded: "Very familiar, I, an amazing person, they."

Several chief examiners opened their eyes together: "Are you sure, you know them well?"

Yanxi nodded: "Cooked."

One of the men waved, and several prison guards came out, and immediately put Yanxi's head on the table, twisted his hand and walked outside.

Yanxi struggled: "What are you doing, you guys!"

Aheng stood outside the glass window, stood up for a moment, ran in hastily to stop the prison guards, she said, "What are you going to do to my fiance?"

Yanxi's head was pressed so hard by a prison guard that he couldn't lift it at all. He kept struggling, and another policeman hit Yanxi on the back with a baton.

Yanxi stooped with pain almost the next second.

A Heng roared: "Stop, France is a country that speaks human rights. I can't believe that you would treat a foreign legal resident in such a rude way!"

The presiding judge came out and stopped the prison guards. He said, "Miss, calm down. Your fiance is not a legal resident. He unexpectedly knows Hos Anton, Richard, and Crow, the most notorious gangsters in France. Wei. We must detain him forcibly."

A Heng took a deep breath: "Yanxi, have you heard the names of these people?"

Yanxi's face was pale, and he said, "Isn't it a historical figure?"

Ah Heng said to the presiding judge: "You have heard that he is just a Chinese who has a simple life and has just come to France. He just regards these people as figures in French history. He just misunderstood. Please immediately. Let him go!"

The presiding judge looked at Yanxi and Aheng very seriously for a long time before he said: "Miss, I can't guarantee that what you said is correct, so he must be detained before we get conclusive evidence."

Yanxi was in extreme pain, with a cold sweat on her forehead, and said: "I don't know if it is true or not, there is no evidence, and I can't live in prison!"

The prison guards held Yanxi's head and thighs against his stomach to shut him up. He lowered his head and saw only the cloth shoes Aheng was wearing. His voice became louder again: "There is no evidence, we can't stay in prison!"

A Heng pinched the fingers of her left hand into her right hand, and she said word by word: "If there is no conclusive evidence, my fiance must not go to jail! I am Wen Heng, a doctor from NTS Research Institute, and live at No. 1098, Third Lane, District 12. , My colleagues and neighbors can testify for my fiancé. Besides, he has always had leg problems and has never left the community where he lives. Every time he delivers newspapers and milk, he does it reluctantly. This is all the people in the community. You all know. If you are willing to give us justice, as long as you mention the pink shirt during the investigation, they will tell you what kind of person my fiancé is. If you don’t want to, I will tell you in 24 hours. The court filed an administrative lawsuit."

The presiding judge shrugged: "Okay, but tonight I can only trouble Mr. Yan at the police station for one night." He made a gesture, and the prison guard dragged Yanxi towards the interrogation room.

Yanxi twisted her neck and said, "Aheng, you go back first."

A Heng stagnated, took a look at him, and turned around to communicate with the presiding judge in French.

Yanxi was locked in a closed room, and could only see the outside space through a metal glass door. A Heng was there just now, and he held it up without crying for pain. He couldn't bear it now. He was leaning against the glass door with acid in his throat and wanted to vomit.

At that time, the weather in Paris was getting hot. Yanxi touched her white shirt, her collar was soaked with sweat, she touched her forehead, and she felt a bit painful when she thought of the letter she had not sent today.

Damn, five euros!

Other people's daughters-in-law wear wedding dresses when they get married. He can't let Aheng wear a cheap cloth skirt.

The police who happened to have interrogated the prisoner in other rooms walked out. Seeing that Yanxi was in poor condition, he poured a glass of water for him and asked him what he needed.

Yanxi looked at the policeman and pointed at the cigarette in his blue shirt pocket.

Yanxi learned to smoke from 2004 to 2005. At that time, I broke up with Aheng, and had some unclear deals with Lu Liu, and stayed in his house.

At that time, the ears were useless and nothing was left. Drinking always thought of Ah Heng, and smoking could calm the mood. Later, Lu Liu always put something dependent on his cigarette, so he quit.

Yanxi took a few cigarettes, clamped between her fingers, bending her knees, and the pain eased a little.

It was getting dark and the police station was noisy. When it was time to get off work, the central air-conditioning and fluorescent lights in the row were turned off, and the inmates who were arraigned next door were also taken back to the prison.

He looked at the smoke ring, only starlight was left.

My stomach growls, I'm hungry, and I'm homesick. The bed, the lamp, the ribs, the back of Aheng, the sunset in the alley, the little ant on the Seine...

Frame after frame, flashing, fast.

He put the cigarette to his lips, smiled slightly, but remembered the beginning of life.

When he was still very young, he chased and chased all the time. Mother and partner had gone for many years, but he didn't seem to catch anything.

As for A Heng, there was no A Heng in the beginning, before she grew up to be his lover, every collision and fusion between them seemed to herald the kindness and favor of God.

He hadn't thought about this way of compensation.

Dazed and confused.

When I woke up, the surroundings were completely dark.

Soot fell on the ground.

Behind him, through the glass door, he breathed softly and gently.

She said, "Are you awake? Yanxi, answer me."

Yanxi was horrified, but when she turned her head, she was a familiar back.

She also turned her head, her eyes were cold, but she smiled instantly.

She said: "I told them that my fiancé has dark phobia, so I applied to come with you."

Yanxi: "Pull it down, I've been afraid of the dark since I was young, and dare to stay with me!"

Aheng bent his eyes, but didn't smile: "Yanxi, I'm hungry."

Yanxi raised her eyebrows and cursed her, "Who let your dead child get out for dinner", while touching her pocket, took out two chocolates and handed them out through the gap under the glass door. This is the snack he gave to Aheng.

Aheng grabbed his hand, her palms were sweaty.

He was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

Aheng said: "Yanxi, you...just let me hold it."

Yanxi wrapped her fingers and said, "Baby, tell me, what's wrong?"

A Heng smiled, leaning on the other side of the door, and said: "I am scared. I have never been so scared."

He only felt that she was scared by the brutal scene in the afternoon, smiled, and comforted her: "When I fought with others before, I was more rough than that prison guard."

Aheng didn't seem to hear her, tapping the glass lightly, and she asked, "Yanxi, are you still there?" She sighed softly.

Yanxi suddenly shook his heart, and the pain was painful. He said, "I'm here, I'm fine. A Heng, I'm fine. A Heng, listen to me, I'm fine, nothing better than now."

She laughed and spoke softly and dryly: "You have been sleeping just now, you have been asleep, I called you, but you didn't hear it. I am worried about your injury, they used batons, and they held you like that. Head, they beat you..."

A Heng was a little incoherent, and her hands had been trembling ever since Yanxi was beaten.

Yanxi said, "Aheng, lie down."

Aheng "Oh", lay down and curled up obediently, with his head facing the gap in the door, his eyes were as gentle and clean as a baby.

Yanxi stretched out her hand and gently stroked her hair and her eyes. With a cool and soft finger, he said, "A Heng, I'm fine. Those will not hurt my body, my self-esteem, and my pride. , All of me. Those you are afraid of, can't hurt them."

He said: "Baby, is it the illusion that I used to give you too weak? It makes you think I'm so easily defeated."

A Heng’s face was pressed against the cold floor, but tears were constantly oozing from the corners of her eyes. Her voice became louder and hollow: "But why are we, Yanxi, why are we suffering so much? Why do we want to be here? Together, it is more difficult than all the living people in the world?"

How puzzled this child is, every pain and humiliation comes when they want to be together.

Yanxi wiped away her tears, and he smiled: "Because even so hard, there is no power that can stop us from falling in love."

On the second day, after investigating the evidence, Yanxi was released and received an apology from the police station and a one-year residence permit.

At the end of April, Yanxi and Aheng registered their marriage.

That day, spring flowers bloomed.