Chapter 923: Chapter 662: Dad, Doesn’t Your Conscience Hurt?
No longer held the expectation of being able to live in the Yin Mansion again while alive.
"Did you find out the whereabouts of the Yin Mansion?"
Yin Shilan asked.
During the day, Ren Yixuan had discussed this matter with her, and now hearing Yin Shixiu mention it, she understood.
Arthur Windsor.
It’s impressive he could use such a name.
"A friend helped me buy it, spent some money, but... it was worth it."
"Shixiu..."
Yin Shilan looked at Yin Shixiu and murmured his name, filled with disbelief.
After divorcing Yu Hongguang, Yin Shilan spent more time at home, and the longer she stayed, the more she realized there was a reason their parents always wanted the fourth child to inherit the family headship.
He was indeed the best among all the siblings.
One shouldn’t underestimate him just because he’s a dozen years younger than oneself...
"When we move back into the Yin Mansion, I can’t imagine anything more exciting than seeing the expression on big brother’s face, right?"
Yin Shixiu said, trying to lighten the mood.
Buying back the Yin Mansion and moving back into it wasn’t to embarrass Yin Shiqing, but because... it was an honor their father earned through a lifetime of service.
It was the profound and glorious legacy of the Yin Family for nearly a century.
Centuries of family history created this generation of the Yin Family.
Even as old as the mansion was, it should remain the foundation for the descendants of the Yin Family for generations.
Even if one day the government takes back the land, and the rapid development of the times forces many old buildings to change...
As long as the Yin Family Old Mansion stands, it should house the members of the Yin Family, carrying their concerns for it.
A simple statement, yet everyone present, especially Su Xiaomeng, Yin Shilan, and even Yin Shaohui, understood how difficult it was to discreetly reclaim the Yin Mansion from Yin Shiqing.
During those days, they tried various methods, even offering large sums, to buy back the Yin Mansion.
But they ended in failure.
What was Shixiu’s situation then?
Severely injured, unconscious, several times went into shock... yet he still managed to reclaim the Yin Mansion.
"Why is everyone silent? Isn’t this a good thing?"
Yin Shixiu said with a light chuckle.
"Of course it’s good. Let’s move as soon as possible! Move tomorrow!"
Su Xiaomeng quickly echoed her husband’s words, as everyone at the table was filled with heavy hearts and myriad emotions.
"Move where?"
Probably, at the table, only Shuangshuang and Huanghuang were eating with their heads down, watching adults cry and laugh, speaking so quickly that it was beyond the two little ones’ understanding.
They decided to fill their stomachs first.
Now full, Shuangshuang listened to her mother’s excited words and immediately interjected.
"To grandma and grandpa’s house!"
"Oh! So many big trees!"
Shuangshuang exclaimed eagerly.
"Mm... yes, lots of big trees!"
"And large grass fields! Beautiful houses..."
Shuangshuang waved her hands as if painting a picture of the Yin Mansion,
"There are birds above... and a single log bridge, where only one person can walk!"
Shuangshuang spoke of the artificial pond in the mansion’s backyard, with a small bridge over it.
"Yes! That’s it, Shuangshuang has a good memory!"
Su Xiaomeng quickly praised.
The mood of the Yin Family elders, previously heavy, was suddenly lifted by Shuangshuang’s exaggeration, their minds painting the picture of every brick and tile, every blade of grass and tree in the Yin Mansion, including the small pond and bridge...
With Shuangshuang’s few words, everyone smiled at her, the little girl now basking in attention, eyes bright, continued animatedly,
"Yes, fragrant flowers... so many got crushed!"
"..."
Who... crushed so many?
Shuangshuang seemed unaware she had inadvertently confessed, but Prince Huang realized it.
He remembered the flowers being crushed.
He shot Shuangshuang a glance, his eyes clearly conveying: Fool, you’ve revealed yourself, don’t involve me.
"Oh, brother stepped on dog poop!"
"...No, I didn’t!"
Prince Huang immediately protested!
His usually fair face flushed red.
"Yes, you did!"
Shuangshuang earnestly insisted.
"No! You did it yourself!"
"No, I didn’t!"
Still earnest, eyes full of sincerity.
"Haha! Huang’er stepped on it?"
Yin Shixiu asked with a laugh.
With his father asking like that, Prince Huang felt even more embarrassed, lowered his head, raised his hand, and accidentally knocked over the plastic bowl and chopsticks on the child’s dining chair.
Ah Su quickly came over to help him clean up.
Yin Shixiu patted his head, whispered something in his ear.
Prince Huang’s embarrassed expression immediately changed, looking at Yin Shixiu with twinkling eyes.
Then he laughed, no longer bickering with Shuangshuang, beaming.
Shuangshuang felt something was off!
Her brother stepped on dog poop, why was he happy?
"Dad..."
Shuangshuang, unable to keep anything to herself, quickly turned to Yin Shixiu.
"Huh?"
"What did you say to my brother?"
With such genuine curiosity, looking eagerly at Yin Shixiu, making him feel a bit embarrassed not to answer.
"Not telling you."
Prince Huang quickly turned the tables on Shuangshuang.
"Brother, why are you so stingy?"
"..."
"Dad, you can’t be biased!"
Shuangshuang’s big eyes, round and innocent, gazed at Yin Shixiu, then placed a small hand on her heart,
"If you don’t tell me, won’t your conscience hurt?"
"Pfft..."
Zeng Xiaocheng spat out his soup!
Shan Mingxu frowned, looked at Zeng Xiaocheng with disdain.
"Hahaha! Uncle, doesn’t your conscience hurt?"
Yin Shixiu didn’t expect the little girl to say such a thing, asked Su Xiaomeng,
"What does she usually watch?"
"Uh... I don’t know."
Su Xiaomeng could only scratch her head, laughing softly.
"Ahem..."
Yin Shixiu leaned towards Shuangshuang and whispered something.
Shuangshuang’s eyes lit up, then she was content, shaking her head playfully, sticking her tongue out at her brother.
Prince Huang furrowed his brows again, curiosity sparkling in his eyes, slowly moving towards Yin Shixiu...
Yin Shixiu, not foolish, skillfully avoided Huanghuang’s gaze, eating his food.
Then he shifted the topic,
"Oh, later, news about me should come out, I guess... second sister, third sister, you might get pestered by many..."
"Don’t worry, your third sister and I won’t say anything. Just follow your own plans."
Yin Shixiu nodded,
"Mm, okay."
"Oh, right, Dad, later, can you call Su Family Village for me?"
"How to call Su Family Village?"
Yin Shixiu took a deep breath, his eyes steady,
"By now, Elder Rong and Yin Shiqing have probably agreed... their target this time is likely Grandpa and Grandma Su."
