"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Cai, but I'm full from the birthday banquet tonight, so I won't eat any more," said Old Master Zhao. "Have you eaten? If not, you can go and eat."

“I…” Xiao Cai shook her head, the smile on her face fading and turning somewhat bitter. “I won’t eat, I can’t eat.”

"What's wrong?" Old Master Zhao sat on the sofa, looking at Xiao Cai with concern.

"I... never mind, it's nothing serious." Xiao Cai forced a smile. "I'll put this tomato beef away for you right away."

"What happened to you? Tell me, and I'll help you think of a solution." Old Master Zhao looked at her with concern. "I want to see you happy."

“I…” Xiao Cai said with some distress, “My parents were hospitalized recently and it cost a lot of money. My aunt forced me to go on blind dates, saying that one of my blind dates was a person who had received compensation for his demolished house and that the dowry he gave me could cover my parents’ hospital bills.”

“I don’t like that guy at all. I’ve seen his picture, and he looks fierce. I don’t want to marry someone I don’t know at all. That’s not the kind of marriage I’ve imagined. But I’m also very worried about my parents’ health… After all, their medical expenses are too high, and I can’t afford it on my own. Getting a dowry through a whirlwind marriage to save their lives is the fastest way to make money.” As Xiao Cai spoke, tears fell from her eyes.

Grandpa Zhao was heartbroken. He was about to say, "Then how about you marry me?" But as soon as he said that, he suddenly remembered that what Xiao Cai was saying sounded so familiar.