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Chapter 310 Call My Mom

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhe exchanged a glance with Xia Yi beside him. Their expressions were identical, as if they were both saying:
I've met an amazing person.

"Is that why you keep staring at other girls' fingernails?"

“Yes, that’s right.” The male teacher nodded, not feeling that he had done anything wrong at all: “It’s not just manicures, long nails are also not allowed.”

"Long nails mean you don't like to do housework, otherwise your nails would easily flip over."

"You can tell at a glance that a girl like that isn't the type to settle down, right, Brother Zhang?"

"You have a point." Zhang Zhe almost laughed, but he held it in. "Go on, do you have any other requests?"

"Also, the woman should be young, no more than 30 years old, and like children, because I am not young anymore, and I need to have a baby as soon as possible after getting married."

"Any more?"

"There were no specific requirements, but my mother said she hoped the woman would be more honest and that when discussing marriage, everything that could be made public should be made public."

"You mean, the girl wants to show you her income statements and her property ownership certificate?"

“Yes, that’s our family’s requirement.” The male teacher pointed to himself and said, “I can do it myself.”

"That's unlikely."

"I'm not saying it's difficult to get a girl to show you her property certificate, it's just that the kind of girl you're looking for is unlikely to be interested in you."

"Why?" the male teacher asked, his neck stiff and his face full of confusion. "Is there anything unreasonable about my request?"

"Have you ever thought about what it means for a young woman in our Qing City to own a car and a house?"

"what?"

"It means her family is well-off, and her parents treat her well too. Otherwise, there would be no need to arrange a house and a car for her before she even gets married."

If Xia Yi hadn't been there, Zhang Zhe would have used one of his friends as an example.

Even with the Xia family's excellent financial situation, Xia's father and his family never considered buying Xia Yi an apartment outside in advance.

There's no need for that. In Qing City, it's customary for daughters to marry out of the family. A house as a dowry is something that happens after the marriage. It's better to give the money directly to the daughter.

"A girl from such a well-off family probably doesn't know how to do housework. Even if she does, what would she want from you?"

“My family’s conditions aren’t bad either,” the male teacher retorted. “I have a car and a house, my dad’s annual income is 500,000 yuan, and my mom says that their retirement pensions will be 20,000 to 30,000 yuan each.”

"So what? You're going to give your parents' retirement savings to your future wife?" Zhang Zhe asked with a grin. "That's not what you said earlier. You said the woman's conditions would be similar to yours, so she wouldn't scheme against you."

"The problem is, their circumstances are similar to yours, so why would they want to take advantage of you? They're doing just fine on their own, so why would they marry you, have your children, or do housework?"

"What's wrong? Is she trying to make things difficult for herself?"

"I haven't thought that much about it." The male teacher shook his head, as if his mind was blank: "But my mother said that marriage should be between equals."

"All I ask for is that the conditions are the same as mine."

"He seems to be a mama's boy," Xia Yi couldn't help but whisper in Zhang Zhe's ear.

Zhang Zhe simply nodded, indicating that he understood.

This guy does sound a bit like a mama's boy; he basically keeps saying "My mom said..." all the time.

But it's also possible that he's used to using his parents as a pretext, or that this is actually a consensus reached within their family.

However, Zhang Zhe felt that this was not important.

Whether he's a mama's boy or not is secondary; the real issue is that the man's thinking is completely wrong.

"Teacher Yu, right? I'm a matchmaker. Let me explain to you what 'matching social status' means in the modern marriage market."

"It's not about having the same level of hardware conditions to be considered a good match. Houses and cars are just one aspect of economic conditions."

"There are also factors such as each other's education, parents' professions and incomes, family backgrounds, lifestyles, and even codes of conduct." "When all these things are combined and the overall levels are similar, that's what we call a good match."

“I think what my mom said makes sense,” the male teacher said, adjusting his glasses. “I have a bachelor’s degree, so as long as the woman has a bachelor’s degree like me, it’s fine.”

"No problem, this is a good match, but you're demanding that your partner do housework and have children immediately after marriage. What makes you think you're a match for them?"

"In other words, you're playing a match-3 game where identical items are eliminated when they collide. Now your house and car are gone, and the woman has the added responsibility of doing housework and having children."

"What will you use to eliminate these two items?"

“I…” The male teacher thought for a moment, “I can give her all my salary.”

"Okay, let's say half a point. After deducting your daily expenses and the shared expenses of your family, let's say you have three thousand yuan left from your salary."

"This money isn't even enough to hire a nanny."

"It's not enough to make the woman shoulder all the housework alone."

The problem actually lies in the man's demand that the woman's income be the same as his.

Imagine if the man earns 15,000 yuan a month, while the woman only earns a few thousand. In this case, it would seem reasonable for the man to ask the woman to do the housework.

"Your mother probably does all the housework, right? Your father earns 50 a year, so he must be very busy with work."

"right……"

"Then you can go back and ask your aunt if your father's salary is the same as hers, and he doesn't do any work when he comes home, and see if she can accept it."

"I think it's probably unlikely," Zhang Zhe said with a smile.

"Yeah, it seems so."

"Then I'll do the housework too, is that alright?"

"Sure, if you cook and do housework, and don't require the woman to have children, you can definitely find someone like that."

"Can't I even have children?" Upon hearing this, the man immediately objected: "Isn't the purpose of marriage for women to have children?"

"This is the law of nature."

"You have a point, but the question is, why would she have your child?"

"She married me."

"Many girls will not want to marry you if you ask them to have a child immediately after marriage."

"When men and women are in similar circumstances, they get married and have children, which is definitely something they discuss together. They will only have children if they reach a consensus after marriage."

"Have you noticed the problem? When you are very strict about the material conditions and social status of a marriage, your traditional marriage habits will make it almost impossible to get by in other aspects."

"This is why men generally seek out women who are less desirable than themselves."

What do you think about it?

Upon hearing his words, the male teacher's expression turned somewhat serious. He scratched the back of his head, frowned, and seemed unable to understand the question.

Zhang Zhe glanced at the time. He would give him a maximum of two more minutes. If the guest still didn't speak, he would prepare to send him away.

Less than a minute later, the man suddenly pulled out his phone:
"Brother Zhang, I feel that what you said is different from what my mother said."

"I'll give her a call, you can talk to her."

"No." Zhang Zhe reached out and pressed down the other person's hand that was about to make a phone call: "Teacher Yu, I am a matchmaker. Unlike you, we are in the same line of work and deal with adults, so we generally do not conduct home visits."

"If you really need it, you can bring your family along next time you go on a blind date."

(End of this chapter)