Thinking of those matchmakers who subtly hinted that they couldn't be her eldest son's wife but rather his concubine, Lin's mother secretly marveled at her eldest son's charm.

However, Lin's mother had already discussed it with her eldest son beforehand. Her eldest son did not plan to get married for the time being, so she, as his mother, could not cause him any trouble. Her eldest son was still young, and it would not be too late for him to make further progress in his official career. Lin's mother comforted herself, as her standards had been lowered infinitely since her eldest son became a monk when he was young.

However, she didn't think that way about her unruly young son. "Luo Jiancang!" How many days has it been? Every day he takes pebbles and practices his stone-throwing skills on the plum tree she is raising. Poor plum tree, the smooth trunk of which is covered with uneven marks.

Upon hearing his mother's "shrewish mother," Luo Jiancang instinctively wanted to run away. Recently, his elder brother had been teaching him this skill. Since leaves were too difficult, he started practicing with stones. After practicing a lot, he developed the habit of throwing stones, which is why his mother's plum tree fell victim to his cruelty.

At this moment, the loving and elegant Lin's mother felt that she shouldn't spoil her child too much, otherwise, if things went any further, that brat Luo Jiancang would pluck all the trees and flowers she had planted.

Lin's mother, who was holding her youngest son's ear, thought that Luo Jiancang could break free, but he was worried about hurting Lin's mother. Anyway, it didn't hurt much, so he could only enter his mother's courtyard in front of the laughing maids with a sense of despair.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, Lin's mother let go of her youngest son's ear and began to nag, "Look at you, you're such a grown man, yet you're still so childish. You don't even know how to find a wife."

"Mother, I'm still young!" Luo Jiancang said, blushing.

"What do you mean 'little'? You're already twenty years old. Your cousin at your age already had two kids."

Lin's mother said with a sense of disappointment.

“But what about my older brother? He hasn’t married yet, so how can I, his younger brother, marry first?” Luo Jiancang said matter-of-factly.

"How can you compare to your eldest brother, second brother? Are you as skilled in martial arts as your eldest brother? Are you as talented as your eldest brother? Are you as good-looking as your eldest brother?" Luo Miaoqing, who had heard countless questions, jumped out and sincerely asked her second brother.

Luo Jiancang: "..."

The three consecutive questions shattered Luo Jiancang's Dao heart, and he became withdrawn.