Ning An's Wild Wish System

"Uh..."

The male guest seemed somewhat confused and uneasy.

He wasn’t really interested in this woman; Granny Wang had dragged him here.

On top of the two sentences the woman had just said, he understood that she wasn’t interested in him either.

So, his mind wandered, calculating how to find a suitable match later.

But before he could figure it out, the woman suddenly pulled him back to reality, and in his confusion, he could only give a stammering answer:

"Should... should agree, I guess."

"What do you mean should?"

The mature woman’s face changed instantly, aggressively questioning him, as if his words were an insult to her.

Granny Wang, standing nearby, once again donned her mask of agony after hearing his words.

The live-stream chat was flooded with comments at this moment.

"Seriously, big sister, you two just met for the first time, whether the parents agree or not, isn’t it a ’should’?"

"I’m dying of laughter, Granny Wang has been wearing her mask of agony since this woman started speaking, wonder if it’s hot, haha."

"This sister is unhappy now, it’s hilarious, not even considering her own conditions, divorced with a kid and still wants to find a rich guy?"

"If she had money, finding a rich guy isn’t impossible, even two rich guys would be fine; just a matter of splitting an abalone between them, but looking at her now, I can’t even see her being wealthy in the next life."

"Why is this male guest responding seriously? Did he actually get confused and really fancy this woman?"

"No way, if he did, this wouldn’t be his answer. Look at his eyes, probably just graduated from school, a clear kind of stupidity, he can’t say no."

"Oh boy, the first lesson for students entering society is learning to reject, otherwise you’ll suffer yourself."

"..."

While the live-stream comments flew by, the mature woman continued to press on.

At this point, her emotions erupted before she had even properly engaged.

"Will, will, will."

The male guest endured his repulsion, stepped back a bit, and gave her a way out.

He thought she might take it and stop being difficult.

But the male guest never expected that not only did she not take the step down, she actually took a step up:

"Will you listen to your parents or to your wife in the future?"

Granny Wang, standing aside, had her mask of agony layered on again.

"Wife comes first!"

The male guest just wanted to end this charade quickly, so he swiftly gave the answer she wanted.

Upon hearing his words, the mature woman’s face finally showed a hint of satisfaction.

But Granny Wang couldn’t take it anymore, interrupting angrily:

"How hateful you are, asking such a question, whether to listen to your parents or your wife."

She then turned to the male guest, bitterly saying, "You’re so naive, forgetting the gratitude to your parents for raising you?"

"You’re just like someone who becomes ungrateful after getting married!"

Granny Wang naturally understood the male guest’s inner thoughts, but after saying a couple of sentences, she shifted her focus back to the mature woman:

"That question of yours is problematic, dear."

But before Granny Wang could continue, she was interrupted by a voice from the audience:

"What’s wrong with my daughter’s question?"

Amidst a commotion in the crowd, a woman in her fifties walked to the front stage.

Without waiting for the staff to react, she directly snatched a microphone and forcefully retorted:

"How is my daughter’s question problematic? The complexity of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships, you were once a daughter-in-law yourself, you should know that, right?"

"My daughter asked this question to solve potential in-law conflicts in advance, what’s wrong with that?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere became intense.

Granny Wang didn’t retaliate, she just listened amusedly as the older woman cursed.

After all, she was the host of the event, valuing harmony to ensure everything ran smoothly.

Once the older woman finished cursing, Granny Wang nodded and smilingly said, "You’re right, I was muddleheaded, I hadn’t thought of that."

"Hmph, you know you were muddleheaded, not even a good matchmaker!"

The woman snorted twice, then turned to the audience and proudly said, "My daughter has a child, but it’s not a boy, it’s a girl!"

"And look at my daughter, her looks, her figure, aren’t they ten times, a hundred times better than those men fooling around outside?"

"I advise you all not to talk nonsense down there, don’t act like saints, I’ve never seen people like you!"

Hearing the older woman’s words, the stream watchers instantly turned into keyboard warriors, furiously outcasting her.

"Damn your opinion! You can think what you like, but in a public place don’t impose your disgusting views on others, scram!"

"Whether people want your daughter is their business, your woman has taken the stage acting all high and mighty, as if there’s anyone who can be both a whore and put up a memorial arch!"

"I truly respect the brothers from Gan Province, I now believe, marriages there are definitely rooted in real feeling, if not, I’ll eat a hundred pounds of dung!"

"Alright, alright, how’s this person still here sponging off others, throw her out!"

"..."

Granny Wang couldn’t help but ask:

"I’ve heard the bride-price here is quite expensive, if your daughter is getting remarried, does the groom still need to pay?"

"Why wouldn’t the groom pay!"

The older woman, hearing this, became utterly incensed, furiously saying, "No matter who my daughter marries, it’s his blessing! Not paying bride-price shows the groom’s family’s disrespect towards my daughter, so he must pay!"

Granny Wang asked again, "Then shouldn’t the bride-price decrease slightly for a second marriage?"

"Can’t decrease!"

The older woman resolutely said, "Not only can’t decrease, but it should be more, to show the groom’s true affection for my girl, and that her family won’t mistreat her!"

"Then how much is this bride-price exactly?"

The older woman held up the microphone, confidently stating, "Here, bride-price is typically eight hundred eighty-eight thousand, but since I’m open-minded, as long as the couple truly loves each other, it can be a bit less."

"For my daughter’s first marriage, the bride-price was three hundred eighty-eight thousand, for a second marriage, it doesn’t have to be eight hundred eighty-eight thousand, five hundred eighty-eight thousand will do!"

The live stream chat exploded.

"Knew the brothers from Gan Province had it tough, but not this tough!"

"Looks like a bride-price negotiation, sounds like a business deal, can’t handle it brothers."

"We are not just baby-making machines!"

What else can you do?

I can make babies..."

"If you have money, go for a foot massage, if not, go shower, take care, dress warmly during cold weather, brothers don’t catch a cold, if needed, reach out, I have some good foot massage therapists here."

"..."

Granny Wang couldn’t help but click her tongue, saying, "Then I’ll be rolling in money!"

The older woman raised her head, proudly said, "Our family doesn’t scrimp on dowry, the furniture is covered by us!"

Granny Wang couldn’t hold back, "Then I’m getting rich, so in the end that five hundred eighty-eight thousand, does the girl have to hand it over to her mom?"

"Dowry? That five hundred eighty-eight thousand is for your daughter, then accompanied by the dowry, and ultimately goes to the couple, right?"

Before the older woman could speak, the mature woman jumped in:

"Bride-price is for the bride’s parents, you didn’t even know that? How can you be a matchmaker!"

"And, is five hundred eighty-eight thousand a lot? Our country’s wealth has multiplied by hundreds, hasn’t it?"

Granny Wang was nearly driven to madness, she said, "Come on, dear, if you think five hundred eighty-eight thousand isn’t much, why don’t you just hand it out on the spot?"

"You think five hundred eighty-eight thousand isn’t much because you’ve never handled so much money!"

"Don’t mention national wealth, people’s lives have improved a bit, but your family is also just ordinary folks, how come you don’t casually hand out five hundred eighty-eight thousand?"

Granny Wang smacked her lips, delivering the final blow:

"You say I can’t be a matchmaker, but you’re wrong, let me tell you, dear, in ancient times fulfilling the three letters and six etiquettes was okay, demanding a hefty bride-price was okay too, but if you want to be a legitimate wife, your dowry shouldn’t be much lower than the groom’s, right?"

"Even if it’s lower, then don’t complain after marriage, bow down and be humble, got it?"