"Can you really go without getting married?" Yang Fan said, admiring Bai Mengzhu's graceful back as he started gossiping.
It seemed like there was indeed a trend of not getting married, quite popular among the young people.
But that was relative to the big cities.
In a small place like Xin'an, regardless of gender, if someone was still unmarried by the age of thirty, the entire village would become anxious and frustrated. Those with a poorer state of mind could eventually become reclusive due to the constant barrage of criticism.
Bai Mengzhu's knife skills were seasoned.
The cleaver in her hands moved as if it had eyes, whizzing through the air but never even nicking her fingers.
Chop chop chop... chop chop chop...
The dull sound of chopping carried a rhythm, and it harmonized happily with the rising and falling of the plump breasts in front of Bai Mengzhu.
"It would work, as long as I don't want to get married, who can do anything about it?" Bai Mengzhu said casually.
