Exhausted from a day's work, Zhou Lina truly felt weary, "Forget it, I'll rest for a bit."
After work, Zhou Dajiang hurried home, as today he had found the opportunity to let Zhou Lina know where the household registration book was.
If there were no surprises, she should have taken the household registration book to go and register at the neighborhood office.
Thinking about Zhou Lina heading to the Great Northwest in the future lifted his spirits; by the time Zhou Yong got married, they would have an independent wedding house.
The house they were living in could be left for Xiao Xuan once he grew up, and they would rely on Zhou Xuan in their old age.
Overjoyed, Zhou Dajiang stopped Zhou Juan and, after telling her about today's unexpected events, was utterly shocked.
"You're saying Zhou Lina didn't go and register at the neighborhood office?"
"And she gave the household registration book to your aunt." Zhou Dajiang really wanted to curse.
