"So that's the long and short of it. We need a marriage certificate, and we also need to deal with your household registration..."
Ji Huan's voice lacked confidence.
'After all,' she thought, 'the wanderer only agreed to marry into my family after a whole song and dance of threats and promises. I swore to him it wouldn't be much trouble, but this is more than just trouble. One misstep and we'll be breaking the law.'
But now she was in too deep to back out.
She could only swallow her pride and continue her spiel. "Don't worry. In a backwater place like this, they aren't exactly strict about household registration. Plus, you're a vagrant. I'll just tell the village chief you can't remember your original home or name. We can just think of a new one."
Ji Huan knew perfectly well that the wanderer wouldn't have told her his real name anyway.
'Which is perfect,' she thought. 'I don't want to know either.'
