Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 1316: Chapter 785: Longing to Marry

Luo Ye and her group went shopping in a seven-seater SUV. They bought so many things that it couldn’t all fit, so they left their address and had the basket seller deliver the wicker baskets to their home.

“Marrying into such a family, you really are lucky.” The basket seller, a man in his thirties, looked at the cart full of baskets and couldn’t help but mutter to his wife, “If our daughter can earn even half of this when she gets married, I’d be satisfied.”

“That’s not for sure.” His plump wife patted the little girl in her arms, “Our girl might just get lucky and receive a betrothal gift like this.”

“Second sister-in-law, you really dare to dream. To receive such a betrothal gift, it has to be from a wealthy family. If our daughter finds such a good family, we’ll surely share in the good fortune too.”

“Of course!” the small vendor replied proudly, reminding his wife to keep an eye on the shop, then drove his tricycle to the address given by the buyer.

Sun Min, who was accompanying her mom shopping, picked up a duck egg green cashmere coat to try on when she suddenly got a slap on the back from her mom.

Startled, she frowned unhappily: “Mom, what’s your problem this time? Didn’t you agree I could buy a cashmere coat to wear for the New Year?”

“You don’t even have a man, who are you wearing it for?” Shangguan Yunhong’s face was so dark it looked like water could drip from it.

“Mom, what kind of crazy talk is that?” Sun Min glanced at her mom, looking completely baffled.

“When will you let mom feel a bit of pride, then I won’t be losing my mind.” Shangguan Yunhong pointed at the tricycle driving past far away, “Look there, at least twenty, right?”

Faced with this, Sun Min instinctively chose to stay silent. Ever since she turned 22, her mom had been eagerly hoping she would get married. Now at 25, or rather about to turn 26, she’s still all by herself, driving her mom to the brink of lunacy.

But how can you blame her? What girl doesn’t want a man who truly loves her, to grow old together?

The issue is, from the moment she was born until she turned 21, her mom was constantly reminding her to respect herself and not get too close with boys.

Not only that, but her mom also frequently checked her school bag. In such conditions, her student life was as simple as could be.

And then, just after graduating college, her mom started pressuring her to find a boyfriend and get married.

All of a sudden, where was she supposed to find one? She couldn’t just pick someone off the street, pull them over and ask, “Do you want a girlfriend or to get married? Do you think I’m okay?”

If she really did that, she would probably make the newspaper headlines, titled: “Woman Wants Attention, Proposes to Every Man She Sees.”

Well, since she couldn’t find anyone suitable, there was always matchmaking.

But those matchmaking dates always had various reasons for being unsuitable. After so many tries, she felt sick at the mention of “matchmaking.”

At this point, her mom started counting her failures, talking about whose child already found a great boyfriend while still in school, look at their life now, and then look at her? She’s not worse than them in looks, yet why is she left over?

That child from that family got married to someone and brought so many benefits to their family, and what about her? What good is she beyond making them hang their heads in shame?

The problem is, did she ever have the chance? If she dared to have such a chance, her mom would’ve strangled her then and there.

Reality is reality, but her mom wouldn’t admit it, giving her a sideways glance and saying, “I stopped you from getting involved with unreliable guys. If it was a rich and steady type, when would I not agree?”

Back in school, was anyone ever recognized as a rich and steady type? Those who could be identified were all playboys, right? With the way they talk and walk, could her mom even approve of them?

Alright, even if there were stable wealthy types, the question is, would mom believe they were the real deal? Her mom’s method of judging people involved scrutinizing every detail like using a magnifying glass, suspicious of any unseen imperfections from the past.

To be honest, at that time, her mom seemed to want her daughter to marry a president — even though there’s no such post in their country, if there was, her mom would’ve surely fantasized about it.

“Stupid girl, I’m talking to you, what are you daydreaming about now?”

Sun Min got another hard smack on the head, then noticed her mom glaring at her angrily, “No wonder the good ones don’t like you, with that clueless look of yours, who would ever fall for you?”