Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1407
Chapter 1407: Chapter 1394: The Lin Clan's bloodline should not be allowed to wander outside._1 Chapter 1407: Chapter 1394: The Lin Clan's bloodline should not be allowed to wander outside._1 “Little Yijing, Uncle Seven got you a gift, do you like it?”
Lin Jinpeng was a beat slower and didn't secure the best spot; he took out his greeting gift directly in an attempt to bribe his little nephew.
“Little Yijing, call him big brother.”
Lin Riuzero is even more direct, with his head held high and his chest out, exuding the aura of the eldest grandson of the fifth generation of the Lin Clan. “From now on, your big brother will protect you. Nobody would dare to bully you.”
“Hehe.”
Little Yijing was amused and his big eyes twinkled, curving into little crescents.
“Yijing.”
Lin Jinxu extended his hand and gently stroked Little Yijing's cute little pink-cheeked face, softly calling out his name.
“Daddy.”
Little Yijing's eyes lighted up and he rushed excitedly into his arms.
Lin Jinxu hugged his cute little son tightly, feeling an unprecedented warmth.
At this moment, he finally accepted the fact that this was his son, putting an end to his confusion.
*
Autumn Frost Residence.
The Duchess of Zhen snatched the walking stick from Old Master's hand and without a word started beating Lin Jinxu.
“Undutiful descendants, our own flesh and blood of the Lin Clan was lost outside for seven years, the decline of our clan, it's all because of your wrongdoings!”
Lin Jinxu knelt on the ground, letting the walking stick hit him in the face without uttering a single word of complaint.
Third Lady Lin held Little Yijing as if he were her heart's treasure, her eyes swollen from crying, “Don't hit my daddy.”
All of a sudden, Little Yijing broke free from Third Lady Lin's arms, pounced towards Lin Jinxu and hugged his neck.
“Little Yijing!”
Third Lady Lin let out a startled cry, her heart almost stopping.
The hand of Duchess of Zhen holding the stick froze half an inch away from Lin Jinxu's shoulder.
“Yijing.”
Lin Jinxu hugged the soft little body, his emotions surged, his heart softened like never before.
“All of you, go kneel in the ancestral hall!”
The Duchess of Zhen, still breathing heavily with anger, pointed her walking stick at a group of young lads from the Lin clan, wishing she could poke their noses with it.
Lin Ruize, among them, complained under his breath, “We didn't do anything wrong, why should we need to kneel?”
“You dare to complain?”
Feng Liu pinched his ear and scolded, “You ran away from home without a word, and you were gone for more than half a year, refusing to return even for Little Xiyue's birth, did you want to make your mother worried sick?”
“It hurts, it hurts, mother, be gentle, my ear is about to fall off.”
Lin Ruize cried out, escaped from his mother's grasp, and quickly hid behind his aunt, “Qingluo, don't try to stop her.”
Feng Liu didn't hold back, rolled up her sleeves to chase after him, planning to teach him a good lesson, “Today, your sister-in-law must discipline you, if we don't discipline you, it'll be just like turning the sky upside down.”
“Ancestor, save me!”
Lin Ruize pulled a long face, his eyes rotating quickly, he hid behind the Old Master's wheelchair.
Feng Liu didn't think twice and chased after him, but stopped abruptly when she saw it was the Old Master, glaring at him with dissatisfaction.
“All of you, kneel in the ancestral hall.”
The Old Master was without his stick and felt that his voice was not commanding enough; he sounded stricter than usual.
“Reflect in the ancestral hall, think carefully, if anything similar happens, the descendants of the Lin Clan are not allowed to be estranged. Anyone who dares to defy the teachings of the clan will face clan punishment.”
“Yes.”
All the youngsters from the Lin Clan stood obediently, listening to the Old Master's teaching without daring to disobey.
*
The night was deep, the moonlight glistening on the water like quicksilver.
In the ancestral hall, the boys from the Lin Clan were kneeling in punishment; the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
“Creak.”
The doors of the ancestral hall creaked open slightly, Little Yijing peeked his little head in through the gap, his eyes looked around, his pupils lit up the moment he saw Lin Jinxu, and he sneaked in quietly.
Chapter end
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