In order to choose an auspicious day, Su Zhou even drove to find Chang Wuxiang.
The Taoist temple was a quiet place, not too commercialized. Although there were many tourists, everyone was very quiet.
The gray bricks and tiles have stood for thousands of years, making them a truly historical and cultural artifact.
Many of the items inside the Taoist temple are old objects.
Chang Wuxiang's hair was styled in a bun, and he wore gray clothes, giving him a very ethereal and otherworldly appearance. There were also several electric scooters inside the Taoist temple, which were the Taoist priests' means of transportation.
When Su Zhou arrived, Chang Wuxiang was harvesting scallions.
A small garden has been specially set aside inside the Taoist temple, where vegetables are grown all year round. No matter when the harvest is, there are always vegetables to eat. These scallions look lush and vibrant green.
Chang Wuxiang's shoes were covered in mud, but when he saw it was Su Zhou, he beamed and said, "Young friend, what brings you here?"
"Taoist Master, you seem to be in high spirits." Su Zhou glanced at the scallions in his hand. There were some other vegetables in the garden, not many, but enough for her to eat when she had nothing else to do.
"Haha, let's fry some scallion oil and make scallion oil noodles. My junior brother is quite good at rolling dough, you're in for a treat." Chang Wuxiang laughed and shook the dirt off the scallion tails, with Su Zhou following closely behind.
Because of the snowfall, the entire Taoist temple's dark gray tiles were covered with a layer of white snow, resembling a traditional Chinese ink painting.
Chang Wuxiang tossed the scallions to his junior brother, then went to Su Zhou and took out his treasured tea leaves to brew: "Young friend, you've come to see me this time probably because of the marriage?"
"Yes, Daoist Master, you can even predict this?" Su Zhou was genuinely surprised. She hadn't said anything yet, but Chang Wuxiang already knew her purpose for coming.
Chang Wuxiang laughed heartily and stroked his beard: "Not at all, young friend. The video of Fellow Daoist Xie Chi proposing is still trending on Weibo. I saw it on Weibo, but it's so laggy I can't even log in right now."
He took out his phone, and after the app crashed, he opened it again. "Wow, it's fixed. It seems the Weibo staff are working overtime to finish the job."
"Taoist Master, you're using a Huawei phone?" Su Zhou glanced at the familiar Huawei logo, then looked at the Taoist priests' skillful use of their phones, and noticed that she herself was sitting calmly talking to them.
"Yeah, this phone has good security. I use it and it works great. Anyway, I support China." Chang Wuxiang showed Su Zhou the trending topic: #For a moment, I didn't know who to envy#.
The top comment: I want to be this good in my next life too. I want to be the only daughter of the richest man, blessed with beauty, wisdom, a great figure, and unique favoritism. Don't talk about crying in a villa. I want love and money. Su Zhou's life is my first choice for reincarnation.
The second most popular comment: They're evenly matched, and Xie Chi himself is quite good at making money. I remember he had a lot of investments before he broke up with his former company, so he made a lot of money. Being with his sister is a powerful alliance. Otherwise, I can't think of anyone in China who is good enough for Xie Chi, or anyone who is good enough for Su Zhou.
Third most popular comment: As a girl, I envy Su Zhou; as a boy, I envy Xie Chi. In any case, I wish them well and hope they can pass on their excellent genes.
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Su Zhou looked away. "Help us calculate an auspicious date for our wedding, and pick a good day."
Chang Wuxiang clicked his tongue. Su Zhou was naturally destined for greatness; with such a fate, no matter who she married or what day it was, it would be an auspicious day. The main concern was Xie Chi. He dared not calculate Xie Chi's fate, nor could he. Xie Chi was truly a powerful being, a living deity. If it were truly a matter of calculation, the country should specifically protect Xie Chi.
Seeing Chang Wuxiang's furrowed brows, Su Zhou's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong, Daoist? Can't you figure it out?"
"Not really, it's just that I can't calculate Xie Chi's fate. But young friend, your destiny is very good. Getting married on any day won't affect your happiness. I suggest you go and get your marriage certificate this afternoon."
Chang Wuxiang had a serious expression, and his tone was somewhat mysterious.
Su Zhou exclaimed, momentarily stunned, "Ah...why are we getting our marriage certificate this afternoon?"
Chang Wuxiang continued, "Because today is Monday, the Civil Affairs Bureau is open on weekdays. You'll be having lunch at the Taoist temple today, so you can just bring your ID card to pick up your certificate this afternoon."
Su Zhou thought to herself, "Ever since graduating from school, I've felt like I've lost all sense of time."
There isn't really a clear distinction between weekdays and school days anymore.
If Chang Wuxiang hadn't brought it up, she really wouldn't have known what day of the week it was.
"Then I'll go get the marriage certificate after I finish eating." Since this has to happen sooner or later anyway, I might as well get it over with sooner.
I ate scallion oil noodles inside the Taoist temple.
The fried scallion oil was incredibly fragrant. With the addition of several spices and freshly picked scallions, the aroma of the fried oil was irresistible. The tender Shanghai bok choy was delicious after just a quick dip in the oil. The most amazing thing was the noodle-making skill of Junior Brother Chang Wuxiang. He kneaded the dough with great elasticity, resulting in chewy noodles with the purest wheat flavor.
This cooking skill is really good; it reminded Su Zhou of her favorite food when she was a child: noodles.
After dinner, Su Zhou took Xie Chi directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate.
These days, young people face a lot of pressure in their lives, especially with the number of graduates increasing year by year, which has led to a continuous decline in the marriage rate. When Su Zhou and Xie Chi came to register their marriage, the staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau were very enthusiastic and took Su Zhou to have her photos taken early.
The process was completed quickly.
Two freshly issued marriage certificates were distributed to the two people. Su Zhou took the marriage certificate stamped with the official seal and looked at Xie Chi, "It seems we'll be walking this road together from now on. So, here's the question: if I'm working for my wife, does that mean I don't need to pay her a salary?"
She blinked her bright almond-shaped eyes, exuding a clever and quick-witted air.
"Everything I have is yours." Xie Chi's voice was solemn, like a vow.
How could Su Zhou really do that? For her, order is paramount.
She threw herself into Xie Chi's arms, quickly kissed him on the cheek, and then reluctantly let go.
She never imagined that in the end, Xie Chi would belong entirely to her.
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