A story on marriage, translated…
My son told me, “I can’t believe it, I’d become the matchmaker”. In the afternoon, there were two older women whom he somehow recalled having met who’d come to the travel agency he worked for, handed him a box of wedding cakes, kept saying thanks, and said that they’d just wanted to show him their gratitude.
My son took a bite from that sweet cake, told me the story from the very beginning. Mrs. Chang from Chonghe, and Mrs. Hsu who lives in Taoyuan, didn’t know one another originally, but, two years ago, they’d both signed up for the tour group led by my son to the Rockies for ten days, and that, was how they met. Based off of what he’d told me, Mrs. Chang, whenever she’d spoken about her only son who’s had his sight set too high, she’d started sighing, and Mrs. Hsu told of how old her daughter was getting, and was totally against matchmaking, she also shook her head nonstop. The two mothers who are having similar troubles with their kids shared that connection, after they’d finished the trip, they’d recalled NOT having one another’s contact information. Later, Mrs. Chang had a photograph of her and Mrs. Hsu, she’d called up my son, and tried to get her phone number from him, and my son became the middleman, and the two ladies connected.
They’d both gotten addicted to traveling, and, meeting someone with whom they’d gotten along is even a rarity, the ladies became like children, and, they’d scheduled their next trips together too, a few months later, Mrs. Chang and Mrs. Hsu signed up for the trip to Angkor Wat together, it’s just that on that trip, they’d brought along the pictures of their children, with their clear motive, but, neither one of them spoke anything on it.
After the return from Angkor Wat, my son received yet, calls from those two old clients, this time, they’d picked the trip to Kunming and Lijiang, and, the number of the tour group became six, three men and three ladies. Mrs. Chang who knew what the trip was all about told my son, that if he could, set their rooms next to each others, so they could have a way of keeping each other company; there was a night where they would be living in a mansion together, and that the six of them must BE sharing the same house. After Mrs. Chang told my son, Mrs. Hsu called, to tell him the same things again, and begged him, to handle this matter delicately.
When my son took the families’ passports, he’d finally understood, that the two ladies had alternative motives. Later, even though, they’d become silent for a long time, and my son wanted to know what happened next, but he didn’t feel comfortable, prodding, and so, the experience slowly, faded from his mind, and now, the older women came to him, arm in arms again, and the traveling buddies had become in-laws now.
“It’s such a blessing”, my son laughed.
Other than broadening the horizons, traveling can also help you find great in-laws. He said, that from here on out, when he tried to sell the products, he will surely mention this extra “goodie”.
And so, the two mother met, and they got along together well, and, that is the basis of all relationships, friendships, and, because the ladies got along well, and so, after their kids married, they will be great in-laws, and, says W-H-O in-laws must hate each other?