"Junzhi, yesterday the county magistrate asked someone to talk to a matchmaker..."
"I don't want it, Dad, I'm still young and don't want to get married!" The younger son said with his mouth tightened and choked.
His father choked, stroked his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Listen to me first..."
"Don't listen, don't listen... Recite sutras." The younger son directly covered his ears with his hands and turned his face away, full of resistance.
The head of the Wang family twitched his eyebrows, looking at the birdlike appearance of his much-loved youngest son, and sighed.
"Dad has already agreed on your behalf."
"What?" The younger son suddenly turned his head and looked at his father in disbelief.
"I heard that the daughter of the county magistrate's family has a gentle temperament and is also very handsome..."
"Huh?" The younger son opened his eyes wide and was confused.