The old butler brought over the ivory rod and the Yin Family’s genealogy, handed personally by Yin Shaohui and Zhou Mengqin to Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaomeng. Yin Shixiu took the ivory rod, Su Xiaomeng took the Yin Family’s genealogy...
No matter the prejudices Su Xiaomeng had about this traditional aristocratic family with a deep historical sense, at this moment, a sense of sanctity welled up within her.
Accompanied by the sense of sanctity, the genealogy felt heavy in her hands.
Looking at this genealogy covered with historical dust, Su Xiaomeng suddenly felt a sense of fear...
No matter how grand the occasion, she had experienced it, but facing the gaze of merely a hundred people, she felt truly intimidated...
The burden of the Yin Family, can she... bear it?
The responsibilities of the Yin Family, can she... shoulder them?
The authority of the Yin Family, can she... endure it?
Su Xiaomeng stood beside Yin Shixiu, but she couldn’t remain as calm and composed as Yin Shixiu, couldn’t respond with ease...
At twenty-three, without others doubting her, she already felt uncertain herself.
"What is it? Looks like someone has some opinions!"
Yin Shaohui supported himself with a cane in one hand, while the other was tucked behind his back. The eighty-year-old straightened his body and, with a resonant voice, immediately silenced the murmurs.
His sharp gaze swept through the assembled elders and younger members of the Yin Family, then returned to rest on Yin Shixiu...
Father and son met eyes...
Yin Shaohui looked at his favorite youngest son, who now had to rely on a wheelchair for mobility, uncertain if he would stand unaided for the rest of his life.
A pang of sorrow struck his heart.
However, when he looked into his son’s deep eyes, he seemed to see a young version of himself.
A young man filled with ambition and full of vitality.
As if seeing an eagle with wings spread, despite the broken wings, the eagle didn’t lose its courage to fly high in the sky.
Even if a cliff lay ahead, he would still spread his wings and fly higher.
Yin Shixiu slightly curled his lips, looking at his father, playfully teasing,
"Decided early two years ago, how good was that?"
"Cough, cough..."
Yin Shaohui cleared his throat, the fatherly affection instantly turned into a weary eye roll.
Yin Shixiu, wearing a gentle smile, turned his wheelchair to face the nearly hundred people of the Yin Family...
Those close in blood, those distant, those who walked near, those who walked far...
Su Xiaomeng stood by his side.
The tenth Family Head of the Yin Family, the Family Matriarch...
Su Xiaomeng still remembers how she faced numerous criticisms when she first became involved with Yin Shixiu because of the issue of inheriting the position of Family Head and Matriarch.
Because her shoulders were too slender, her spirit too fragile.
At just twenty years old, she couldn’t bear the history of the Yin Family, couldn’t bear the prestige of this aristocratic family.
But a mere four years later, she personally received from the hands of the two elders who once strongly denied her, the ivory rod and genealogy symbolizing the authority of the Family Head of the Yin Family.
The things Yin Shiqing yearned for a lifetime, things he would resort to any despicable means to grasp...
Today, she is entrusted with their safekeeping.
What moral integrity and ability does she possess...
Su Xiaomeng only felt her palms sweating cold, felt herself standing so small and insignificant, pitifully before so many of the Yin Family members, before these elders...
Suddenly, her chilly hand was wrapped in a warm, firm grip.
Su Xiaomeng turned her head, looking at her husband who stared decisively ahead...
The eyes before her, no matter how defiant, were tamed by his steadfast composure.
Slowly, she exhaled a breath...
Su Xiaomeng returned the grip, holding Yin Shixiu’s hand.
She sincerely remembers Yin Shixiu once told her, he was never interested in the position of Family Head of the Yin Family.
But a person cannot live solely for themselves, cannot just do what they love, cannot only follow their desires...
Hence, even if the position of Family Head is merely a shackle to him, he must accept it.
History must be remembered, traditions must be inherited, family doctrine must be continued and adhered to.
It is something stubbornly practiced for centuries.
In today’s society, the reason the Yin Family is respected, the reason it has grown to such prominence, is because it follows the inherited system of the Yin Family.
This responsibility, being the only true son of the family, if he doesn’t bear it, who will?
And being married to such a man... she should share his burdens and take them on together at all times.
No choice in the matter, even if her heart is tentative, she must not let anyone see it!
Her chin raised slightly, this face which always seemed youthful and naive now shed off the ignorance of a girl, gaining the elegance and poise of a woman.
Chapter 1079: 719: Anxious Yin Shaoqun (6,000 Words)
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