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Chapter 309 No Nail Art

After the older woman left, before anyone else came to ask questions, Xia Yi talked to Zhang Zhe about her thoughts:

"This aunt knows everything, so why can't she teach her daughter?"

“Her daughter actually understands too,” Zhang Zhe reminded her. “Didn’t you hear what your aunt said? She stopped going on blind dates after she turned 35.”

"She definitely knows she has a problem, and even knows where her problem lies, but because she has good conditions, or is used to it, she is too lazy to change."

"If her circumstances were any worse, she probably would have gotten married a long time ago."

"I can only say that the aunt is a sensible person. She knows that after they are gone, her daughter's future is not optimistic. She tries to have a child so that she can barely resist some of the risks."

"Then..." Xia Yi hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and asked Zhang Zhe in a low voice, "What about us?"

"Us?" Zhang Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized that Miss Xia was talking about the child, and quickly replied, "Of course I want to, because I think we can definitely give the child a happy home."

"But if you don't want to..."

"Of course I want to too," Xia Yi answered quickly, then covered her mouth and laughed shyly.

Zhang Zhe also laughed, but his laugh was quite generous.

In fact, Zhang's mother had asked him a long time ago whether he and Xia Yi had talked about whether they wanted to have children after marriage, because many young girls nowadays don't want to have children.

Zhang Zhe reassured his mother that he would definitely discuss this issue before the wedding, never expecting it to happen in this setting.

Fortunately, the two sides quickly reached an agreement, perhaps aided by the older woman's earlier assistance.

"But actually I'm a little worried that our children might end up like that aunt's daughter, never getting married."

"Should I also go out and find people to help me?" Xia Yi said with a little worry.

"It's alright, don't worry. I'm a matchmaker, I'll take care of things when the time comes."

"Oh right, I almost forgot." Xia Yi chuckled, now completely relieved.

The two chatted for a while longer, and about two minutes later, another person came to inquire.

This time it was a man.

There were very few male teachers present. In fact, Zhang Zhe could count the number of female teachers of all ages on one hand.

In a normal school, the gender difference between male and female teachers is certainly not this extreme. The situation on-site is entirely due to:

Male teachers have it so easy to find partners.

In fact, if we only consider the conditions, the average conditions of male and female teachers are probably not that different. The problem lies in their concepts of choosing a partner.

Women tend to choose partners from a higher social class, while men tend to choose partners from a lower social class.

The advantages of male teachers' profession, such as job stability and a certain social status, are very obvious when choosing a partner from a lower social class.

The only ones who can compete with them are those in the urban public sector; a regular "iron rice bowl" job is really not as desirable as a male teacher in a key school.

Anyway, when Zhang Zhe was in school, there were very few single male teachers, and the handsome ones could even find partners from higher-ups.

In Qingdao, male teachers who remain employed must have something to offer.

Not to mention, the male teacher in front of me was quite good-looking, wearing thin-rimmed glasses and looking very refined, but his eyes...

Zhang Zhe followed his gaze and found that he was staring at Xia Yi's hand.

In an instant, he went from being a refined scoundrel to a degenerate.

"Hey bro, what are you looking at?" Zhang Zhe held Xia Yi's hand in his, asserting his ownership: "This is my wife, not here for a blind date."

"I'm sorry," the male teacher apologized, bowing slightly. "I didn't mean anything by it. I just habitually check if a girl has manicures." "I really didn't mean anything by it."

"I am indeed here for marriage counseling. Here is my information. Brother Zhang, I've seen your live stream before. You just opened a matchmaking agency, right?"

"Nail art?" Zhang Zhe looked at Xia Yi, who also looked confused. Neither of them understood what was so special about nail art.
"I'll explain this to you later, Brother Zhang, otherwise you'll definitely think I'm mentally unstable."

"Come on, take a look at the information first."

“Okay.” Zhang Zhe took the information from the other party, somewhat speechless, and studied it with Xia Yi.

This man was born in 1990, is 35 years old, and is a biology teacher at the No. 2 Middle School in the city.

I'm not a local of Qingshi; my registered residence is in a neighboring prefecture-level city. But because of my job, I bought an apartment in Qingshi, not far from the school, and the loan has already been paid off.

I also own a car worth 20 yuan, and I've only paid off the car loan for one year, with two years left...

After reviewing the information, Zhang Zhe nodded to his older brother:
"You've written down very detailed requirements. It's clear you're genuinely looking for a partner."

Have you ever been in a relationship or met someone suitable through a blind date before?

"No, I've never been in a relationship."

"You're 35 years old and have never been in a relationship?"

“I haven’t dated anyone because my mom used to say that men should focus on their careers, so I’ve been busy with my career until I paid off my mortgage before I started thinking about marriage.”

"You were already twenty-seven or twenty-eight at that time, right?"

“Yes.” The boy nodded: “It’s too late to start dating now, so it’s better to just go on a blind date.”

“Then your line of thinking is wrong.” Zhang Zhe said with a hint of regret, “I think you have a pretty good image and you’re a biology teacher. If you had gone out and socialized when you were younger, it shouldn’t have been difficult to find girls to study biology with.”

"When it comes to the marriage market, your advantage is not so great. At least in terms of looks, you are definitely not as good as you were when you were young."

"Tell me your requirements, and I'll see what the reason is. Why haven't you found the right person after so long?"

"My requirements are very simple: I just want to find a girl I can live with."

"Stop kidding me." Zhang Zhe shook his head: "If that's really your requirement, just turn around and pick any girl here to get the marriage certificate."

"Tell me your real and specific requirements. If it's something that doesn't meet your requirements, then you won't even consider it."

"Oh, I do have those requirements." The male teacher nodded and counted on his fingers, "First of all, you can't have tattoos, you can't smoke, and you can't drink alcohol."

"Secondly, she needs to have a stable job, with an income similar to mine, around seven or eight thousand a month."

"Then she needs to own a house in Qing City, and it needs to be mortgage-free..."

"Wait a minute," Zhang Zhe interrupted, "Don't you already have a house? Why do you need a house for the girl too?"

“That’s how we’re a good match,” the man replied with a blink. “My mom says that girls these days are all calculating. Only if they have their own income and their own house will they not be calculating about my house.”

“You bought the house before the marriage. As long as you insist on not adding your name to the deed, they can’t scheme against you.”

Zhang Zhe frowned, indicating his incomprehension, but he still gestured for the other party to continue.

"What else do you want?"

"Also... it would be best if the woman also owned a car, so she wouldn't always be using my car."

"Oh, and the woman also needs to be able to cook, and she can't have manicures, because my mom says that girls with manicures basically don't do housework and aren't good at managing a household..."

(End of this chapter)