"I met Xiao Zhengguo in Beijing. He married Sister Zheng." Preventing the other party from uttering nonsense is a strategic move.
Shen Yimei: ? ? ?
"What do you mean? What does his marriage have to do with me?"
They were just ordinary classmates who lived in the same compound, and their relationship was not at the point where they cared about each other's marriage.
"You two are classmates. He got married, so it's time for you to get married too."
Shen Yimei: ...That reason is damn powerful.
Shishi pressed on, "Tell me first what kind of person you're looking for?"
Seeing everyone's eyes sparkling, Shen Yimei felt embarrassed but thought it was only natural.
When you reach a certain age, getting married is a natural thing.
She wasn't coy at all, saying, "He should be at least half a head taller than me, not as dark-skinned as he's made of coal, and not too fair-skinned either. He just needs to be healthy, whether he's from the countryside or the city doesn't matter, as long as he's ambitious and genuinely good to me."
This requirement could fill a whole truckload of vehicles.
Natural advantages: most men are taller than women, and everyone is whiter than a lump of coal. As long as they are not born sickly, they can work year-round if they are healthy.
These days, you can't get enough to eat without working hard, except for lazybones who would rather starve than lift a finger.
The matchmaker noted down the requirements, then thought about her brother's requirements:
Be generous and decent, not too beautiful but not too ugly either, and be able to accept that I'm buried in the research institute.
In other words: as long as it's a woman, she can accept someone looking after the house.
She used psychological suggestion at the time to make sure the request was real and not exaggerated at all.
Sister Mei is beautiful, kind, and generous; she's a perfect match.
My mother said that sometimes my father would live in the research institute for several months for a project, and she would not see him unless she went to the institute.
The research institute also has a staff housing complex, but my mother has to work and take care of her parents-in-law, so it's inconvenient for her to move in.
Moreover, because his father was a great talent, he was often ambushed, kidnapped, or killed, his head practically hanging by a thread.
My mother also said that being a military wife and enjoying the same benefits as military family members means being prepared to accept that your husband may be away from home for many years or even sacrifice his life.
Suddenly I realized that these two professions are quite similar.
Women who marry men in these two professions are truly pitiful.
However, it seems that having enough to eat is more important.
Mom said that many people starved to death in previous years.
Leaving aside people in other places, some people in Nanwa Village and the city may not be able to eat meat even once a month.
In the military, the canteen occasionally serves meat. The military allowance is high, so even if you don't eat meat every day, you can at least have meat once a week if you're willing to spend the money. It's much better than what people outside the military do.
It's uncertain whether the food in the research institute's family compound is the same as in the military, but since Brother Shi's salary is high, as long as his wife is willing to eat well, it shouldn't be bad.
After thinking it through, she asked, "If your husband isn't home often and is even kidnapped and killed by bad guys, would you be willing to accept that?"
Zhou Yan: ...Sister, you are my own sister.
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