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Zhiqing secretly conducted a survey of Mao Deming's home situation and ultimately discovered that the problem lay in their decorative materials. The family had been well-off for generations, and this old-style house was built and decorated by themselves. However, the decorative materials contained high levels of benzene, toluene, xylene, ethylbenzene, free TDI, lead, mercury, cadmium, chromium, and formaldehyde. Coupled with their long-standing closed lifestyle—keeping doors and windows shut all day—the air in the house had remained stagnant, allowing these harmful gases to persist.
Subsequently, Zhiqing and Ziya went to the hospital and explained the situation to the doctor. They received consent to perform an autopsy on Mao Deming's body and extracted bone marrow for testing. The results revealed significant amounts of mercury, cadmium, chromium, and formaldehyde in the bone marrow. It turned out that the previous elder of the Mao family suffering from lymphoma was merely a coincidence. The fact that the Mao family was cursed was confirmed; although it was too late, it served as a warning to people in reality.
The law enforcement agency confiscated all assets and properties obtained by Mao Deming's family and used them to compensate the victims' families with a meager consolation.
Zhiqing and Ziya's wedding was in full swing. The ceremony was organized according to Zhiqing's parents' wishes, adhering to local customs and ancient traditions that were both simple and lively. All the residents of the community came to join in the festivities, making it the largest wedding in the neighborhood's history, attracting passersby and nearby residents to stop and witness.
Dressed in a pure white wedding gown with elegantly styled hair adorned with pink lilies interspersed with roses, Anqing watched her daughter prepare to become someone else's bride—a wife with a husband who would one day be a mother to children. She felt a mix of emotions and wondered if her daughter Ziya was truly ready for all of this.
"Anqing... no... Mom..." Ziya refused to wear makeup. Her lightly arched brows framed a flawless face with two natural rosy blushes. Under her mother's insistence, she reluctantly applied some rose-colored lip gloss on her slightly purplish lips.
The entire community buzzed with excitement as the large square was open all day for the bride Fang Ziya and groom Chen Zhiqing. Red double happiness characters were posted at the entrance of the community, where beautiful women in qipaos reflecting traditional Chinese culture welcomed guests alongside handsome buddies dressed in Zhongshan suits.
A procession of flower-adorned vehicles slowly entered the community amidst laughter and chatter. They formed a festive wedding convoy that filled the entrance with joy.
"No way! You have to answer our questions before we let you take our beautiful bride!" Ziya's classmates stretched out their hands to block the handsome men and women getting off the wedding cars.
"Let Zhiqing answer; this is his business—we're just here for fun," someone from the wedding procession shouted.
The groom Chen Zhiqing smiled shyly as he was surrounded by his wedding procession members who blocked him from entering before several handsome men and women.
"We're just here to ask you a few questions on behalf of the bride. If you can't answer or if your answers don't satisfy her, then today's wedding will be called off," announced one of the handsome men from the bride's side loudly.
"Is this... for real?" Zhiqing felt anxious. What was going on? He hadn't even seen the bride yet and was being stopped at the door, forced to answer questions. They were talking about canceling the engagement. Zhiqing pondered seriously, his forehead quickly beading with sweat due to the nervousness of potentially losing the happiness that was about to arrive.
"Excuse me, can you cook? Can you take care of children? Will you place your wife's slippers at the door before she gets home from work?" The questions were simple and somewhat tedious.
Someone from the groom's side couldn't hold back any longer and muttered, "What kind of questions are these? This isn't about getting married; it feels more like hiring a male servant."
Zhiqing smiled generously and replied, "I may not be able to prepare gourmet dishes, but I can make the sweetest mung bean porridge for my beloved wife to enjoy. Children are the fruits of our love, and I will double my efforts to care for both them and their mother. When my wife returns home exhausted, I will have her favorite slippers ready at the door because she will think of this just as I do when I come home."
"Wow! Clap, clap, clap!" The sound of applause erupted like a small firecracker at the entrance.
The wedding procession smoothly passed the first hurdle and was about to enter the second challenge: the beautiful gatekeeper.
"May I ask who you are and why you're here? What is your purpose?" The beauty asked without hesitation, quickly pulling out another set of questions. She was also nervous; this wedding was unique and full of character, and faced with so many handsome men in the wedding procession, she had momentarily forgotten what she was supposed to ask.
"I am a disciple of my master. I'm here today because I'm accompanying him to bring Master's Wife home. My purpose is simply to take care of Master's Wife," Zhiqing's disciple hurriedly answered on behalf of his master.
"Uh, wait! These are just impromptu questions; I haven't even looked at the real ones clearly."
"Oh dear, this beauty must be confused. Just look at her blushing face; it's as red as a hen laying eggs."
"What? What did you say?" The beauty was annoyed. Then she mischievously smirked, fluttered her long eyelashes, lowered her head slightly while glancing at everyone. She said loudly, "What type of girl do you like? Why do you want to marry her? What does she love most? What does she enjoy? What is she best at?"
"Do I really have to answer this?" Zhiqing wiped his sweat and lowered his voice to speak to the beauty.
"Must answer," the beautiful woman insisted without giving an inch.
"This question isn't something you just made up, is it?" Zhiqing pressed again. He was worried that these questions might touch on Ziya's personal secrets and flaws. If so many people revealed them, and she really decided to call off the engagement, wouldn't he be in a terrible situation?
"No, it's a question posed by the bride herself."
"Oh... I see! Well then! Please be lenient with any mistakes I make," Zhiqing said quietly as he discreetly handed her a large red envelope, hoping to bribe her for a smooth passage.
"Thank you! Now please answer." Wow! This beauty was cunning to the extreme; she accepted the envelope but deliberately put on a stern face, looking unyielding.
"She is serene and lovely, enjoys quiet moments, and likes to ponder alone. Every smile and frown of hers deeply captivates me. I am infatuated with her, burying this love deep in my heart until she accepts me. She loves me most, and in the future, we will support each other and build our beautiful love nest together. Her favorite trait is being tsundere, but beneath that cold exterior lies a warm heart. She excels at thinking; no matter how difficult the problem is, she can solve it effortlessly. Her only flaw is falling for someone like me, a loser, but I will do everything in my power to love her and protect her, making her the happiest wife in the world."
Clap clap clap clap! Another declaration of love erupted into cheers from all the beautiful women gathered around Buddy as they showered Zhiqing with bursts of colorful confetti.
Not far away, the stunning bride held a bouquet of vibrant roses, linking arms with her father Liu Haoming. With her father's escort, she walked down the bright red carpet, blushing and smiling as she approached step by step.
(THE END)
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