The person urging him to marry was his grandmother, Madam Heath. He couldn't outright defy her.
"Do you think avoiding the issue will solve the problem?" Madam Heath's dissatisfaction escalated, her temper flaring as she huffed, "Every time I bring this up, you find an excuse to leave. I know you're tired of me, this old woman, and don't want to listen to my nagging. Then why don't you make me proud, find me a granddaughter-in-law soon? Once you find one, I promise I won't bother you anymore."
Brandon Heath: "..."
Madam Heath had finally calmed down, he didn't want to upset her again.
With a helpless smile, in a gentle tone, he said, "Grandma, finding a wife isn't as simple as buying vegetables in the market, you can't just pick and buy. And a wife isn't something that, if I decide to find, I can find right away."
"I promise you, Grandma, if I find a woman I like, I'll definitely bring her home for you to see, okay?"
