The man looked back at Jindou and patted his chest, "Kid, the heavens decide when it rains, and a mother decides when to remarry. Who are you to interfere as a son? If your mother can bear sons, then I lack none. I heard from your uncle that your old man won't live long. Why don't you and your brother follow your mother to marry into my family? I promise I won't treat you badly—"
Jindou's eyes turned bloodshot, and he bit his lips until they bled. Hearing this, he glanced at Lady Lin and then picked up a stool and smashed it towards the man, "Get lost—"
The man dodged nimbly, not getting angry, laughing loudly while the swearing matchmaker walked away with him.
Meanwhile, Eldest Uncle Lin faced Jindou's murderous glare with some discomfort; he didn't want to confront such a hot-headed youngster, so he quickly made his escape, "Ah, Jindou's here, your mother was just thinking of you. You two should have a good talk."
With that, he pulled his wife into the inner room.
