Chapter 1077: 718: The Tenth Head of the Yin Family (6,000 Words)_3

Whenever this time comes, Su Xiaomeng can’t help but feel the profound historical weight accumulated by this centuries-old family. Involuntarily forgetting those trivial family matters that are no different from those of an ordinary small family.

Shuangshuang and Huang Huang stood obediently, but the little Shuangshuang, lacking perseverance, was a bit unwilling after standing for a while.

Her little legs sneakily became lazy, either bending her knees or leaning her body against Su Xiaomeng’s leg.

Su Xiaomeng was helpless as well; how could one expect a three-year-old child to stand still and listen to ancestral teachings for an hour or two?

Fortunately, the sense of awe brought by such occasions and formations did not only intimidate Su Xiaomeng but also affected the two naughty kids to some extent.

Even though Shuangshuang was unwilling, she knew not to cause trouble at this time.

The ancestral worship proceeded according to the ancestral system and rites.

The Yin Family members, from the eldest to the youngest, from the main family to the branch family, and further divided into small family units, took turns to kowtow and bow to their ancestors, expressing the family’s admiration and mourning for the Yin Family forebears.

After the round was complete, Yin Shaohui and Zhou Mengqin spoke,

The family traditions and rules of the Yin Family are annual recitations...

But this year, after reading the family teachings, Yin Shaohui did not stop but took a deep breath and continued with sincere weightiness,

"I am eighty this year, and my wife will soon be eighty. Heaven has favored us, letting these old bones reach such an age."

"Over the years, my wife and I, as the head and matron of this big family, have managed the large and small affairs of the Yin Family, inheriting the traditional ancestral teachings and family instructions left by our ancestors."

"Today, in the presence of the Yin Family ancestors, I swear that in my life, Yin Shaohui has done nothing to shame our forefathers or this big family."

"Every descendant of the Yin Family has developed individually, and no matter the field, all have made outstanding accomplishments."

"The children of the Yin Family, no matter where they are, are admired by others."

"However, I, Yin Shaohui, am also a human with emotions, and not all things can be done perfectly, nor can every decision be made flawlessly."

"My eldest son, Yin Shiqing, made great mistakes and did not repent, ending with no good outcomes."

"In front of all the elders and juniors of the family, I, Yin Shaohui, take on this responsibility; it is because of my failure to fulfill my duty as a parent to guide my children that my eldest son is unfilial."

"I hope that no other elder in our family will follow in the footsteps of my wife and me, and must educate their children well."

"Also, I hope the descendants of the Yin Family, the younger generation, can take Yin Shiqing as a caution against arrogance, greed, and jealousy."

After these words, Su Xiaomeng didn’t know if such admonishments could truly be remembered by the descendants of the Yin Family, for after all, there are too many differences between people.

A bit pessimistically, this world really lives up to that saying...

As people walk the world, it’s filled with demons and monsters.

Here, demons and monsters do not entirely refer to those with cruel and evil hearts...

But it does lay bare that, after all, everyone has their own personal desires.

Even if we can understand the so-called "principles," and understand the so-called "right and wrong," can anyone truly follow these "principles," this "right and wrong," in making choices, in living, and in unfolding their life?

Such doubts lingered in her heart, but Su Xiaomeng hoped she could remember Mr. Yin’s words, hoping her children could understand them.

Avoid arrogance, avoid greed, avoid jealousy.

The ancestral worship seemed longer than usual, and Yin Shaohui and Zhou Mengqin spoke more than usual too.

The younger ones appeared to be listening attentively, but perhaps inside, thoughts like "will it ever end?" or "my legs are killing me" were not uncommon.

As time dragged on, the elders’ words seemed long-winded, and the listeners naturally had their attention scattered.

Shuangshuang really couldn’t hold on; her whole body leaned against Su Xiaomeng’s leg, head laid down, eyes closed, clearly, the little girl was truly sleepy.

Yin Shaohui and Zhou Mengqin exchanged a glance, with Zhou Mengqin giving Yin Shaohui a slight nod.

The dragon head walking stick in Yin Shaohui’s hand suddenly tapped the ground, not loudly but enough to pull back some of the dispersed attention.

"There is one last thing to announce at this year’s ancestral worship."

Su Xiaomeng had also been standing for a long time, with the little girl putting all her weight against Su Xiaomeng’s leg.