Every time I go back to my hometown, my neighbor comes over and asks me "when are you getting married?" which makes me want to have a heart attack.
I don't know how you would feel if you were in my situation. But every time I go home, I'm always pressured by questions.
After more than 4 years of studying at university in the city, I only hoped to find a stable job after graduation. So I had to try very hard. When I was a student, I worked hard to apply for internships just to gain more experience. Thanks to that, I gained a lot of useful knowledge.
After graduating, I sent my CV to several places and was surprised to be accepted into a large corporation. The job was quite stable and the salary was also quite high. “Practice makes perfect”, I stood out from many of my peers.
Good-looking face, good appearance, good speaking skills, that's what my friends say about me. All of those are advantages for media work. Thanks to that, I was also favored and promoted by my boss.
My job also requires me to dress more stylishly to meet clients. When I go out, I make quite a big impression on many people.
Because I'm beautiful and have a stable job, the fact that I'm not married is always a difficult problem.
Every time I go back to my hometown, my neighbors always come over to see how grown up and pretty the girl is. They talk to my mother for hours, even several hours. Some come over in the morning and evening. Besides looking to see how I play and what I wear, they constantly ask about my salary.
I personally don’t like people being curious about my income. Even my parents don’t know my salary, let alone my neighbors. So I usually change the subject or don’t answer.
Seeing that I didn’t say anything, the neighbors didn’t seem happy. When they got home, they told the story everywhere. Of course, Mr. Hung and Mrs. Thanh’s children were labeled as rude, not answering questions.
Almost 30 years old, I have never introduced a boyfriend to my family. Being beautiful, having a good job but still not having a boyfriend, to me that is a crime. My parents compete to match me with this person or that person even though I have no intention of asking for help.
Then, naturally, bad news spread. They said I had a rich man supporting me, so I had a lot of money and was a playboy. The fact that I refused to be introduced to a rich man was also the source of the story about me dating that rich man.
When the story reached my mother's ears, she felt ashamed and cried all day. People said mean things about me, but I ignored them. But I was sad because my mother didn't believe me and accused me of something I didn't do.
Frustrated by being wrongly accused, I thought of fighting back. That time when I went back to my hometown to visit, my neighbors came over as usual. As soon as they asked me, I got angry and replied: “I apologize, my mother is busy and cannot receive guests. I also do not want you to ask about my affairs anymore. From now on, I ask your permission to never mention marriage again. You still have a few daughters at home, if you have any matchmakers, please introduce them to them. Thank you.”
The neighbor was speechless and could not say anything more, so he turned and left.
After that time, every time I came home, absolutely no neighbors came to visit anymore. Seeing my mother sigh and say that her daughter was rude, I felt sad inside.
Honestly, I don’t know about the generation of my neighbors, but we young people always have many choices in life. It’s not true that girls have to get married when they grow up.
Not all girls who are pretty, live in the city, and have a lot of money are taken care of. I myself have always worked hard to get a good job. I have never stopped trying for a better future. But when I became successful and had some wealth, people slandered me.
Knowing that people's mouths are hard to read, but you can't just sit there and listen to them gossip about things you didn't do.
Many people say I am rude to adults and talk too much, but I don't see it that way. I am just working to protect my honor. Am I wrong?
According to Vietnamnet