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After work, Pei Guokang went straight to the police station to pick up Zhao Guihua and take her home.
The two of them were exhausted and just wanted to find a state-run restaurant to have a meal. But they happened to run into an old colleague from a neighboring factory, Old Li.
“Director Pei, Xiao Zhao, congratulations!”
“Pei Qingyuan got married! When’s the wedding banquet? I have to come and celebrate!”
Hearing this, Zhao Guihua looked at Pei Guokang, her eyes filled with questions.
Pei Qingyuan got married?!
Did he agree to it?!
Pei Guokang was also puzzled. “Old Li, you must be mistaken. That little rascal of mine doesn’t even have a fiancée yet.”
Old Li quickly said, “Director Pei, how could I be mistaken about Pei Qingyuan?”
“Sister Zhang from the civil affairs office even gave him a big red envelope! His wife is really pretty—they’re a perfect match!”
There was no way he could mistake Pei Qingyuan!
That guy was famous all over the capital!
Whenever respectable families saw him coming, they’d pull their daughters inside.
Zhao Guihua hurriedly asked, “Is his wife short, with big eyes, a high nose, and cherry lips?”
The moment she finished speaking, she regretted it.
It sounded like she was praising Sheng Chunxiang!
That rural girl had caused her so much suffering—how could she compliment her?!
Old Li replied, “I didn’t look too closely, but I heard Pei Qingyuan swear in front of the great leader’s portrait that he’d only marry once in this life. Her name is… Sheng Chunxiang!”
Zhao Guihua was stunned.
Pei Guokang was also dumbfounded.
They had guarded against everything, yet in a moment of carelessness, they failed to stop it.
A playboy and a strong-willed woman coming together—how could they have good days ahead?
The countryside girl who had brought them so much disgrace was now part of their family. Where would they put their pride?
Tiehuzi Courtyard.
Pei Qingyuan and Sheng Chunxiang returned hand in hand, immediately handing out wedding candies as they stepped inside.
“Yes, yes, we got married! Just got our certificate—look!”
“We even have a colored photo! Take a look, isn’t it beautiful?”
“My dad gave the bride price—five hundred! The meeting gift—one hundred each! And that’s not even counting the other wedding items!”
“My dad is the director of the towel factory, and I’m his eldest biological son. The old man saved money his whole life, of course, it should go to me!”
“A father’s love is like a mountain. He doesn’t say it, but I understand!”
Pei Qingyuan held up the framed wedding certificate, determined to show it to everyone he met.
People accepted his wedding candies, so they had no choice but to look at the certificate too.
As for the bride price and meeting gift, he exaggerated the numbers so much that even the elderly hard-of-hearing folks in the courtyard seemed to be listening to a public announcement.
Especially the part about “a father’s love is like a mountain”—Sheng Chunxiang felt like she had married a delicate little husband, one with a touch of green tea scheming.
The courtyard’s residents—whether just home from work or school—were all left stunned.
Pei Qingyuan and Sheng Chunxiang really got married?!
And Pei Guokang was going to give them 500 yuan as a bride price, 200 yuan as a meeting gift, plus a whole bunch of other wedding necessities?!
This kid was really scamming his own father again.
The courtyard had truly turned upside down.
As they reached the middle courtyard, Pei Qingyuan handed the remaining candies to Sheng Chunxiang. “Xiangxiang, you go home and rest first. I’ll go clean up our room.”
Sheng Chunxiang nodded. “Okay.”
She turned and entered the house.
Pei Qingyuan still had a lot more to say, but he let it go.
Anyway, they were married now. Tonight, they were going to sleep together.
Across the way.
Inside Sheng Chunxiang’s home, the family had already finished tidying up their belongings. But each of them looked pale—almost ghostly white.
Sheng Chunxiang quickly asked, “Dad, Mom, Big Brother, Big Sister, what’s wrong? Are you sick?”
Sheng Chunxia hesitated before speaking. “Little sister, after you left, we all started to…”
They had all experienced different symptoms.
Their father had diarrhea and had been running to the public restroom outside for over an hour.
Her brother broke out in cold, black sweat and had also made several trips to the toilet, each lasting at least ten minutes.
Just as things seemed to settle down, their mother started vomiting and had to rush outside to throw up.
Meanwhile, Sheng Chunxia herself was trembling all over, extremely thirsty—she had already drunk two full thermoses of boiled water.
Strangely, despite all the water, she didn’t feel the need to use the toilet. Instead, white steam seemed to be rising from her body, as if she were evaporating.
The first thing that came to Sheng Chunxiang’s mind was the effects of the spiritual spring water. She immediately opened the system shop and carefully reread the purchase details.
Then, she noticed something she had overlooked.
In tiny print, it stated:
“Different body types will have different reactions—diarrhea, vomiting, trembling, thirst, abdominal pain… all are normal and nothing to worry about.”
“Xiangxiang, don’t worry. It’s probably just our bodies adjusting to the new environment,” Sheng Fugui reassured her before making another dash to the public toilet.
Sheng Chunxiang frowned. “Dad, we have a bathroom at home.”
Sheng Chunxia gulped down another bowl of water and explained, “Xiangxiang, don’t stop Dad. The smell is too much—he has to use the public toilet at the alleyway.”
Sheng Yongkang rushed out of the bathroom, calling out, “Little sister, lend me a yuan—I need to go to the bathhouse.”
Sheng Chunxiang handed him twenty yuan and some bathhouse tickets. “Big brother, if you have time, get yourself a good meal too. Don’t hold back.”
Sheng Yongkang had no time to respond—he dashed off like he was being chased by ghosts.
Min Yuanyang tried to say something but had to cover her mouth as another wave of nausea hit her. She ran outside to vomit again.
Sheng Chunxiang was speechless.
So this was what happened when the dosage got too high. Almost everyone had gulped down an entire bottle each, and now the effects were hitting them full force.
Sheng Chunxia noticed her frown and thought she was worried.
“Little sister, don’t be upset. We’ve been eating worse than farm animals and working harder than them for years.”
“Suddenly having a good meal with cake—having an upset stomach is normal.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine by tomorrow.”
In her haste, she ended up blurting out the truth, realizing too late that she might make her little sister feel guilty.
Sheng Chunxiang looked at her big sister, who was practically radiating steam, and felt both exasperated and amused.
“Big sister, just keep drinking water. I’ll go make dinner.”
“Pei Qingyuan and I got our marriage certificate today. It’s a good day, so we should have a proper meal.”
When she had gone shopping in the morning, she hadn’t just bought clothes—she had also stocked up on rice, flour, oil, vegetables, and fruits.
Stepping into the kitchen, she found that almost none of the groceries had been touched.
Well, that made sense.
With how the spiritual spring water had affected them, there was no way they had time to eat.
Fortunately, her muscle memory from the original owner of her body was still intact. Sheng Chunxiang picked up a kitchen knife and got to work.
After about an hour, she had prepared four dishes and a soup:
By then, her family’s symptoms had mostly subsided. Everyone was seated around the dining table.
For the first time in two lifetimes, she was experiencing a true family reunion.
Sheng Fugui felt a lump in his throat. He had fled his hometown in a hurry, arrived in the capital in a hurry, and spent the whole afternoon running back and forth to the toilet. Only now did he feel like he had finally stabilized.
And in that short time, his youngest daughter had already gotten married!
The emotions were complex—he felt terrible yet also somewhat relieved.
“Xiangxiang, should we call Qingyuan over to eat?” Min Yuanyang wiped her tears as she asked.
Sheng Chunxiang replied, “I’ve saved him a portion. No need to worry about him—he’s busy right now.”
He was really busy.
The entire Pei family had just gathered, and they had a tough battle ahead.
