When asked so bluntly, Zhong Wanwan blushed slightly, unsure how to answer.
The older woman had been through it all; she understood everything perfectly.
"Young lady, I just heard you call this young man Battalion Commander Qiu. Is he a soldier? He sounds like an officer?"
Zhong Wanwan nodded:
"Yes, yes, an officer."
The old lady spoke frankly:
"The young man is kind to you, good-looking, and has a good job. Is there anything you're not satisfied with?"
Zhong Wanwan had never thought about this; she simply didn't want to get married, finding it troublesome and restrictive.
Seeing that Zhong Wanwan didn't speak, the old woman continued:
“Young lady, I’ve been a matchmaker for people over the years, and I’ve helped at least 80, if not a hundred. I have such good judgment, I think this young man is quite suitable!”
"If you're not interested, just tell your aunt that she has a niece who's about your age. She'd be perfect to introduce you to a young man!"
After saying this, the old lady didn't ask any more questions and turned to chat with her husband.
Zhong Wanwan fell into deep thought. If she really had to choose to get married in this era, what kind of person would she choose?
First of all, she has to be good-looking. Zhong Wanwan is a pure looks-obsessed person. If someone isn't good-looking, no matter how outstanding they are in other aspects, she can't do it. Mainly, she's also thinking about the next generation.
Other things may not be hereditary, but being ugly is definitely hereditary!
Secondly, she has good character and values. She wasn't talking about the kind of goodness that comes from studying politics and doing good deeds. She can't fully agree with the kind of selfless dedication that exists in this era.
Furthermore, people need to be ambitious. Zhong Wanwan has seen far too many people who just loaf around all day. In their circle of rich second-generation kids, there are practically countless examples of them. Zhong Wanwan genuinely can't stand it.
Finally, we must support her career and not restrict her development, because we don't think women should just stay at home.
If that's the case, Qiu Zean fits the first three points quite well...
Zhong Wanwan was lost in thought when Qiu Ze'an returned with food.
"Master Zhong, the hospital cafeteria has millet porridge. I thought the pickled vegetables here were pretty good, so I brought you two kinds. Try them and see if they suit your taste."
Qiu Zean sat next to Zhong Wanwan, eating noodles with gusto. Zhong Wanwan ate slowly and deliberately, glancing at Qiu Zean every now and then.
Qiu Ze'an was completely bewildered by the stares. After thinking for a moment, he asked:
"Master Zhong, would you like some noodles?"
Zhong Wanwan almost spat out her millet porridge and waved her hands repeatedly.
"I don't eat noodles, you eat them!"
After saying that, Zhong Wanwan pretended to hide her feelings by taking two large mouthfuls of millet porridge.
Qiu Zean quickly said:
"Don't just drink porridge and eat pickled vegetables, eat the eggs too! Eat both eggs!"
"Let's have porridge for today. Once our stomachs have adjusted, we can have some nutritious soup tomorrow!"
Qiu Zean had already thought it through. He didn't know anyone here, and supplies weren't very plentiful in the winter.
Tomorrow morning he'll go to the mountains in the suburbs to hunt pheasants; pheasant soup is quite nourishing!
Looking at Qiu Ze'an's dark circles, Zhong Wanwan sighed:
"Battalion Commander Qiu, after you finish eating, go back and get some sleep. I'm fine here and can take care of myself."
Qiu Zean was not entirely at ease:
"I'm not sleepy, and I won't be able to sleep if I go back, so I'll stay here with you!"
Zhong Wanwan said in an unyielding tone:
"I'm fine. You should go back and rest. You can come back tomorrow morning!"
"Don't worry, I won't wander around. I'm going to rest after I finish eating!"
Seeing that Zhong Wanwan's complexion had improved and she had drunk most of the porridge, Qiu Ze'an agreed:
"Okay, I'll go back and get some sleep first, and come back tonight."
He definitely can't come back tomorrow morning; he still needs to buy dinner for Zhong Wanwan tonight!
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