My name is Su Mu. I'm 30 years old and a junior civil servant at a grassroots agency. My parents always say, "Let fate take its course," but this New Year, when I saw my older cousins arriving to pay their respects with second babies in their arms and pregnant bellies, my aunts and uncles buried my parents in a barrage of questions: "If Su Mu doesn't get married soon, who'll look after him when he's old or sick?" So, on the fourth day of the New Year, my blind-date assembly line officially got underway.
