Yesterday, my sister’s blind date fell through again. If it hadn’t been for the negligence of the parties involved, the outcome might have been unpredictable.
My sister graduated from Baoji Normal University and is now a teacher.
I am in my early 30s and do not want to get married, and my family is worried about it.
But Xiao Nizi lives a contented life, saying that freedom is priceless, poetry and flowers are the only things that cannot be let down, and love and marriage are the only things that are difficult to live up to.
My father was so angry that he blew his beard and mobilized the whole family to get her on a blind date.
I found a calligraphy teacher through a friend a few days ago. He is a good match and he should speak the same language. Only she is a little older, about 40 years old, about Guiyue's age.
As soon as I mentioned it, my sister said bah bah bah, she is 8 years older and she is still playing word games.
As soon as I heard that the other party was exercising and had learned a good calligraphy, although my eyes didn’t light up, I agreed to meet him.
I was excited and even more nervous than she was. I thought that my sister would cry even if she saw a toad. If I could get this brother-in-law, I would be able to show off quietly for the rest of my life.
This was a good thing. We made an appointment at the Lotus Restaurant in Baoji.
hum.
The difficulty of this period is comparable to mountain climbing.
My phone call was filled with white smoke. The introducer said that we were on the way. The couple has never been reliable. How could I face my sister’s poker face.
Finally arrived, and the meeting was very exciting. Although the man is not fat, he has an indissoluble bond with greasiness. His hair is greasy, his clothes are greasy, and his face, I can only say hum, yes. Think of his age.
My sister was like a proud peacock, keeping her 21-year-old smile, nodding politely and sitting down.
The man's eyes started to sparkle. I was looking through dozens of photos in my sister's circle of friends, but none of them matched her occupation.
In desperation, I had no choice but to send a photo that I could barely call virtuous and respectful, but half of my face was covered. It was actually very different from the real person’s temperament.
The man’s photo does not even have a straight face.
This introducer was such a failure.
At the banquet, we were chatting and laughing, and my sister used her eloquence as a teacher to give guidance and show her mastery of the situation.
It dwarfed that man. I kept saying in my heart, forget it, forget it, it's over soon. If this old man is not late, if he is neatly dressed, if... well, I can't find an excuse.
It wasn’t until the end of the day, when I walked out of the restaurant to a deserted place, that my sister rolled her eyes at me: After a few blind dates, I really didn’t know that I was not suitable for marriage.
I’m speechless. It’s just a first-tier, second-tier, or eighteenth-tier city. Apart from matchmaking agencies, where else can young people meet on blind dates?
Their life circle is so poor, not to mention blind dates on the Internet, which are prepared for people who have money and leisure and want to find some excitement.
I wonder if any of my friends have older men or women at home. How should I advise them to get married? I don’t have to worry about my sister. This person who claims to be like Xiao Qiao can just fend for himself!