Chapter 169: Chapter 162: Persuasion to Break Up (Part 2)
"The rules were passed down by our ancestors, and it was also said by Uncle and Aunt that the rules absolutely cannot be broken. Now it’s his daughter-in-law, and she says she can’t come and doesn’t come?"
"Alright, stop talking."
Yin Zihao pulled on his wife’s clothes.
Xue Wei gave him a scornful look, "With that kind of courage, no wonder you can’t make it big! Do you think I’m just saying these things for fun?"
"It’s not nonsense, Uncle’s age is right there, even if he can live another twenty years, can he stay as the Family Head for twenty years?"
Xue Wei twisted her waist, speaking shrewdly as she walked, "Within five years, this position of Family Head will definitely be vacated. Logically, if Yin Shixiu is around, there’s nothing for Brother Shi Qing in relation to this position. But what if Yin Shixiu marries a wife who can’t present herself and doesn’t know anything?"
"Aunt seems quite open-minded, but when it comes to issues concerning the entire family, do you think she can tolerate a 20-year-old girl as the female head of the house?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
"Today’s situation is the best proof of that. If Yin Shixiu’s wife could satisfy Aunt, then that little woman would definitely not be absent from the ancestor worship."
"From my point of view, maybe by next year, Yin Shixiu might have to change wives."
"The Yin family rules are here, can’t get divorced... heh, wouldn’t Family Head position just go to Brother Shi Qing then?"
Yin Zihao listened, he hadn’t thought about these things in detail...
"If in the future Shixiu doesn’t become the Family Head, then we should cozy up to Brother Shi Qing. Wouldn’t you agree?"
Yin Zihao ruffled his wife’s hair, "Everything you say is right, okay?"
"Hehe, of course! Who am I, your wife? If I were as useless as you, our family wouldn’t survive, huh?"
Xue Wei was very pleased with herself.
Beside her, a shadow flickered in Yin Zihao’s eyes.
"You’ve heard what these people are saying."
Back in the room, Zhou Mengqin said to Yin Shixiu.
Yin Shixiu, holding Huaihuai, entered the kitchen and took out Huaihuai’s small bottle to prepare the milk powder.
Huaihuai was sleeping at the moment, and Yin Shixiu didn’t dare let go, fearing the little one would cry if he did.
Zhou Mengqin stood beside him, helping with the milk, and continued as she did so, "Even though they weren’t saying it in front of us, they’re not afraid of you hearing it when they discuss."
"What they say is their business."
Yin Shixiu said coldly.
"That’s easy to say, but Mom just wants to ask you, is there no sense in what they say?"
Yin Shixiu took the bottle, tasted the temperature himself, it was just right, then set it aside.
Prepared to give Shuangshuang some when Shan Minglang arrived later.
"A girl who just turned twenty, how long will it take for her to grow up?"
Zhou Mengqin took a deep breath, "Last time when Huaiyu was sick, where was she?"
"Mom, last time was an accident! Meng Meng she..."
"I don’t care if it was an accident or not, I only believe what I saw with my own eyes and heard with my own ears."
"The Yin family head is currently your father, and he sets the family rules. Shixiu, why not let your parents have some peace of mind, give up on that little girl, can’t you?"
Yin Shixiu’s hand paused, looking at Zhou Mengqin, "Mom... do you still harbor such thoughts in your heart..."
"The Yin family rules stipulate no divorce, but if your dad speaks up to change it, no one can say anything."
Zhou Mengqin took a light breath, speaking as if it was only natural.
Although Yin Shixiu’s entire face had already grown cold.
"We’ll raise the children, and divorce that little girl, I really don’t like her."
"Impossible. I’ve said I’m not concerned with the Family Head position."
Yin Shixiu said as he returned to the living room with the bottle he finished preparing.
Zhou Mengqin followed along, "Why is it impossible? There are so many girls better than Su Xiaomeng out there!"
"Mom, if you keep insisting on persuading us to divorce, I’ll take the children and leave now."
Yin Shixiu maintained a cold tone, "You let me bring the children back for ancestor worship and excluded Xiao Meng, this action is something I cannot agree with."
"Does she deserve to enter the Yin family’s doors? Deserve to stand in front of the Yin family ancestors?"
Zhou Mengqin snorted coldly.
"She gave birth to a pair of children for me. For that alone, what the Yin family daughter-in-law should have, she deserves."
"Yin family daughter-in-law? I haven’t given that girl a chance, it’s she who doesn’t want it! Is it my fault too?"
Zhou Mengqin also couldn’t agree with Yin Shixiu’s statement.
Yin Shixiu looked at Zhou Mengqin, "I wasn’t willing to bring the children over, it was Xiao Meng who insisted I come over. Whether you’ll accept or not is a small matter, but whether the children can recognize their ancestors is important, that’s what Xiao Meng said."
"I don’t understand, with such a thoughtful daughter-in-law, why wouldn’t you want her, huh, what kind do you want then?"
Yin Shixiu pulled a corner of his mouth, the raised corner hinting at mockery, as if it were a jab at his mother.
Zhou Mengqin narrowed her eyes, "All her virtues are spoken by you, but I have never witnessed any."
Yin Shixiu took a deep breath, realizing his mother had cornered herself and wouldn’t come out of it any time soon.
Fine, he wouldn’t engage in a meaningless argument here.
He simply walked away with the child in his arms.
Zhou Mengqin observed that Yin Shixiu didn’t want to talk to her, furrowed her brows, and didn’t continue the topic.
After all, they had to add the children to the family genealogy next, his and Su Xiaomeng’s matter could wait.
But entering the grandchildren into the genealogy was a big deal...
Yin Shaohui had three brothers and a sister. The age gap wasn’t too large, with a mere thirteen years between Yin Shaohui and his younger sister Yin Shaoqun.
The fourth brother passed away a couple of years ago due to cancer.
At the moment, the four siblings were gathered in the large study, seated on the sofa.
None of them were young; their hair was graying, except for Yin Shaoqun, who had dyed her hair a trendy reddish hue.
"Huaiyu and Jinxi are Shixiu’s children, adding them to the genealogy is no problem, but brother, it’s a bit questionable not to have the children’s mother present..."
It was the second brother, Yin Shaohuai, who spoke.
Yin Shaohui picked up a cup and took a sip of tea, saying leisurely, "The matter of adding the children to the genealogy must be done today. As for the children’s mother... you all know the situation, so let’s not pretend."
With Yin Shaohui’s words, Yin Shaohuai could only exchange glances with his younger brother and sister.
Someone put down their teacup, "The names of Yin Shixiu’s two children were chosen by Mengqin and me. The grandson is named Yin Huaiyu, and the granddaughter is named Yin Jinxi. Like Ming Lang and Ming Xu, they are also in the ’Ming’ generation."
Yin Shaohuai nodded, "Since brother has decided, let’s leave it at that."
"But brother, after adding the children to the genealogy, what about their mother?"
Yin Shaoqun, always soft-hearted, questioned, who seemed not to notice the children’s mother in brother’s plans.
No matter how much the children’s mother wasn’t married into brother and sister-in-law’s life, she did give birth to children for the Yin Family.
"The children’s mother is temporarily not added to the genealogy."
Yin Shaohui had yet to come up with a better explanation when Zhou Mengqin had already spoken firmly.
"Sister-in-law, is there any sense in that?"
Yin Shaoqun said, "Since the children are added to the genealogy, how can the mother not be?"
Zhou Mengqin glanced at Yin Shaoqun, a slight smile tugging at her lips, an elegant smile on her face, she replied warmly, "Sister, this matter has been thoroughly considered by your brother and me."
Zhou Mengqin saw that Yin Shaoqun’s cup was half empty and gestured for the servant to refill it.
Then she sighed and continued, "To outsiders, it’s inappropriate to detail everything. But with you all, I’m not making excuses. To be frank, I am indeed dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law."
"As Shaohui said, Shixiu married a university student, which I’m sure you investigated thoroughly. Here, Shaohui and I must first thank you for not spreading this matter too widely."
Yin Shaohuai picked up his teacup, sipped his tea, and with his eyes lowered, he followed Zhou Mengqin’s words, "Distant relatives don’t count; in the end, it’s still our own family siblings who are closest. Even if others bear the surname Yin, it’s different."
"Frankly, as a mother, I’m ashamed; Shixiu is the child we had in our later years, we spoiled him, and he never did anything to worry us. At thirty, to suddenly spring this on us – truthfully, it’s hard for us to accept."
"Sister-in-law, what child doesn’t cause worry? Since things have come to this, just relax; what else can be done?"
It was Yin Shaoting speaking, the third brother, who is rather impatient and dislikes wasting time on trivial matters.
For instance, regarding Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaomeng’s issue, from Yin Shaoting’s perspective, he thought:
They are married, so let them be. Or would you forcefully tear them apart?
Moreover, at this age, do we still bother with the right social standing?
Brother and sister-in-law are truly old thought...
"Third brother, if it were another child’s wife, I wouldn’t have had so many demands, but it happens to be Shixiu’s, and in the future..."
"Isn’t it just a matter of who the family head will be?"
Yin Shaoting scratched his head, "If that little girl can’t do it, then let Shi Qing inherit. Shi Qing’s wife, Shi Haiyan, after all, is Political Commissar Shi’s daughter, well-mannered, her character is much like yours, sister-in-law, shouldn’t you be reassured?"
"Shi Qing is good, the eldest daughter-in-law is also good, but Shi Qing ultimately is not of the Yin bloodline."
"Oh sister-in-law, isn’t there a perfect solution? If big nephew wasn’t seen as Yin Family bloodline, why did you take him back then?"
"Shaoting."
Yin Shaohui saw his third brother growing increasingly impatient, called out to him, giving a suggestive glance to remind him.
Even though Yin Shaoting was in his early sixties, he still carried that bit of reckless and stubborn nature from birth that had never changed.
Yin Shaoting leaned back on the sofa, muttering, "Did I say something wrong..."
Yin Shaoqun patted Yin Shaoting’s hand, signaling him not to argue further.
"I understand sister-in-law’s intention; it seems this matter indeed can’t be rushed. So today, let’s just add the two children to the genealogy."
Yin Shaohuai said.
Yin Shaohui nodded, and Zhou Mengqin was quite content with Yin Shaohuai’s words.