As a child, on Rachel's tenth birthday, Rachel asked her parents for a small gift. not a doll or a toy, but to find her a man who will be her soul mate in the future.
"I want a husband"
And at that time Rachel's parents were busy finding a young man who would be her future partner.
Until the moment when they find the figure who will be the daughter's partner in the future. Who's he? Which family did the man come from? I don't know, they have been established for decades.
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It wasn't difficult for Vance to get what he wanted. Whatever he wants, he will get it for himself or his family.
Vance will give you whatever you want. It's just that, there is one wish that he cannot make come true. Namely, the grandmother's wish for Vance to marry.
In the middle of the room, the three of them are now sitting facing each other to discuss the old woman's wishes. While enjoying a cup of orange juice, the three of them were just silent and looked at each other without talking.
Vance sighed and rolled his eyes lazily. "I told you, Grandma. I don't want to look for that woman."
"Grandma just kept quiet..."
"Does Grandma think I don't know? Mother always tells me to come here to discuss this issue. Of course, I'm used to her calls," her eyes looked at the old woman who was staring at her sharply.
There was no fear from Vance. Although a few minutes ago it was different.
"Mother doesn't want to know. Vance, you have to find that woman. She's in this city right now," said Celina.
Vance took the cup and drank straight away. What? The woman he will be matched with is in town? This is a problem now. That's what Vance thought during the two minutes of silence. Meanwhile, Celina and her grandmother smiled.
Vance was still speechless in disbelief. "Why so fast? I want to enjoy my single life for decades more."
"So, you want to get married when all your hair turns white?! I don't want that if you have old children and are still single! What will your friends say?"
Vance sighed. "This is my life, I don't care about Mom's friends," answered Vance with a straight face.
"Oh. Like that, huh."
It's something like this. They always discuss the issue of Vance's matchmaking with a woman who has been in an arranged marriage since childhood. Grandma Vance had prepared a mate for her grandson several decades ago. I don't know who the woman meant by the grandmother was who was able to make Vance prefer to be single until he was old.
"You didn't see her face. She was very beautiful, had big eyes like a rabbit---"
"I don't want to listen, Grandma, never mind, I have to go to the office now." Vance turned to leave his mother and grandmother.
The sound of his footsteps echoed throughout the room. Several servants followed Vance behind to see him off.
Meanwhile, Celina sighed, turning her body to look at her mother-in-law, "I told you. Mother, he seems a little out of sorts. Could it be that your grandson is a little crooked?"
The old woman sighed. Mother and child are the same. People indeed say that a few children will inherit the characteristics of their parents.
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04.23
Like on normal days. Rachel woke up early to prepare everything she was going to sell. Currently, he is putting various types of cakes into his bicycle basket. Today he will ride his bicycle around the park.
Every Sunday Rachel always takes time to rest while selling her cakes. enjoy the cool air and see many people relaxing and enjoying their holiday with their families.
"Come on, Rachel. You should enjoy your week." he swung his bicycle and enjoyed the still-cool morning air.
The city streets are still not too busy at this time. there were only 2 to 5 pedestrians. Most people will sleep to enjoy their holiday. In contrast to Rachel. He prefers activities as usual.
This time Rachel chose to stop her bicycle in a park which has become a location where she often sells. While humming, Rachel carried two boxes of cakes in both hands and left her bicycle for a chair.
"Hah, I hope it sells out this time. So I can send money to my uncle in the village."
Rachel never forgot what brought her here. Finding money for his grandmother's treatment was the pin that made him go to the city to look for work. Unfortunately, he could not be accepted into the company because of his student status and had not yet graduated from school.
"Ah, I miss my village" Rachel closed her eyes and breathed in the morning air. According to him, at this time the air in the morning is like in his hometown. Very cold and refreshing.
Some people have started to arrive. No, not to buy Rachel's cookies. But for exercise. Everyone had filled the park in less than 2 hours. Meanwhile, Rachel remained sitting and enjoying her relaxing time with cakes beside her.
"Auntie, is this for sale?" Rachel opened her eyes after hearing a child's voice. He immediately smiled when someone bought his merchandise.
"Sure, which one do you want."
The little boy pointed to a cake with a picture of a panda and a cat. "I want that, bi"
Rachel smiled "Good choice, wait a minute" with a feeling like Rachel placed the cakes she had chosen and put them in a small mini box.
"Did Auntie make it herself?" the little girl asked, making Rachel laugh a little. how could it not be, his voice is very cute and small. And his round, rabbit-like eyes made Rachel look at him with amusement.
"Yes, Auntie made it herself. Is it beautiful?"
"Lily!!"
Everyone in the garden turned to look at the man who was standing with sharp gazes. The man walked towards Rachel. The man stood in front of Rachel with a haughty face. "What kind of joke is this? let it go"
The man took the box of cookies that Rachel had given to the little boy earlier.
"Don't sell anything to my nephew! Unhygienic and dirty food!"
Brakk (Throwing sound)
The man threw the box aside, making Rachel startled and Riflexs covered her mouth with both hands because she was so shocked.
"What are you doing!."
"Don't sell anything to my nephew!! This is all unclean and dirty!"
Oh come on, what's wrong with this guy? So, the little boy who now wants to buy his merchandise is the nephew of the man who is now standing in front of him. His words were quite painful for Rachel.
"Come on, Lily. We're going home."
"B-but uncle, I want this cake that aunt made."
"Pana told me, don't eat outside food! What if Lily gets sick? Everything here isn't clean."
oh, how piercing the words of the man in front of him now are. If you've thrown the cake carelessly and called Rachel's cakes unclean and dirty, isn't that too much?
"Sorry sir, can you watch your words? You're too cruel to call my cakes unclean?"