Thirty-two years old, with a junior high school degree, unemployed for three months, no savings, no car, no house. In my hometown in Henan, I was an "extreme household" that my mother could not hold up, and I was a joke called "uncle" by a 22-year-old girl on the blind date market.
Until I saw that short video: In northern Myanmar, no bride price, no RV, as long as you are willing to work, there will be a girl willing to marry.
With a thousand dollars in my pocket, I said goodbye to the pomegranate tree in my hometown that was older than me, and boarded the train going south.
When I stood on the edge of the turbid boundary river and looked at the flashing neon lights on the other side, I was going to find a wife who didn't want a bride price...
