Master Lin of the Red Chamber

"Well, Qing'er, the thing is like this. Brother Ru Hai has no children, and he intends to select some suitable children from the clan to adopt as heirs to inherit the family business. The clan feels that your situation is more suitable... "

Glancing at Lin Ruhai's somewhat uncontrollable excited expression, Lin Xuan couldn't help but chuckled inwardly, and spoke slowly, and deliberately controlled his tone.

I still remember that he had just inherited his father's position, and not long after he became the patriarch, in order to successfully take back Lin Ruhai's branch and ease the grievances between the two branches, he ran to talk to Lin Ruhai himself regardless of face.

But this guy, even in the face of his father's sudden death and the risk of his family being ruined, still insisted on his own ideas. No matter how much he persuaded him, he refused to compromise, and would rather be so helpless and floating outside.

At that time, Lin Xuan was about to be blown up, and he wished he could beat this ignorant person who didn't know anything, but Lin Ruhai refused to return, but his attitude was always very good. good.

It's like that dough, if you punch it in, he can bounce back for you, but it doesn't show any trace, it's always full of needles, hiccups make you speechless, and you can't say anything about him. Sample.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ruhai, who had learned to keep his face when he was a young boy, made him feel helpless, now that he had become such a high-ranking official, he encountered something that he could no longer deal with calmly.

However, Lin Xuan can understand that, for them, honoring their ancestors and their personal future are all secondary. The most important thing is the succession of their descendants. They don't even have a son, and they don't worship during the festivals.

That is to say, no matter how big the official is, what is the meaning? If you live to the end of your life, you will be empty, leaving nothing behind, and there will be no one who throws a basin and mourns after death. No face to face the ancestors.

While understanding Lin Ruhai's current mood, Lin Xuan couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the other party. This person has reached middle age, and there is only one daughter under his knees, not even a son from a concubine.

Although this Lin Qing is very good, and he is also a nephew of the same clan, and he is adopted as an heir, so it is not likely that there will be no successors, but he is not his own, and I am afraid that he will always have a regret in his heart.

"Patriarch, Qing'er is getting older now, so I'm afraid it's not suitable for adoption. There are many children of a few years old in the clan. Choosing them should be more suitable than me!"

His eyes narrowed slightly. Even though he had already made some preparations, Lin Qing couldn't help but his heart sank. He fixedly looked at the patriarch Lin Xuan, and politely declined.

Adopting a high official as his heir is indeed a good thing for him, it is enough to save him years of hard work, and it can pave a bright road for his future future.

But Lin Qing is by no means a person who only looks at the immediate interests. Leaving aside, he also has an older sister in his family. If he is adopted, what should the older sister do? This is the ancient rule of respect.

The father has absolute control over his children, and the crime of unfilial piety can even be crushed to death directly. Lin Qing has always been used to being free and unrestrained, so how could he somehow find such a person to control him.

To put it bluntly, knowing people and faces but not heart, maybe the person in front of him really wants to accept him as his heir now, but if he gives birth to another son in the future, wouldn't his position be extremely embarrassing.

At that time, if the person in front of him wants to use him to do something to pave the way for his own future and his own son, then he will have no chance to resist at all.

Although this is only a possibility and there is a high probability that it will not become a reality, Lin Qing is unwilling to take such a gamble with his life.

"Qing'er, brother Ruhai is getting old, and he has no plans to continue marrying. If the adoptive heir is too young, he really doesn't have the experience to take care of him. In the clan, only you are the most suitable for this age." Already!"

Seeing that Lin Qing seemed a little puzzled, Lin Xuan quickly explained in detail, for fear that his nephew might miss such a good opportunity because of a misunderstanding.

Although he intends to persuade Lin Qing to accept it, Lin Xuan is not lying. Although there are quite a few twelve or thirteen-year-old children in this family, most of them have parents, and they are only children. His son was adopted.

Occasionally, some are the second sons, and they are basically grown up with pampering. It would be better if there is no Lin Qing, but this contrast is beautiful. If you have seen Lin Qing, a young boy with Zhilanyushu, who can see it? For those naughty and naughty kids.

"Patriarch, my father only has Qing'er as a son. If Qing'er is adopted by someone else, then the father will lose his incense. How can Qing'er do such unfilial things!"

Seeing that the patriarch didn't understand what he meant, and was still explaining to himself, Lin Qing also knew that what he just said was too tactful. He thought about it carefully, and simply said it directly.

At this time, he didn't care whether he would offend the newly returned official. Anyway, as long as he disagreed with this matter, he would definitely offend the other party. It didn't matter how he said it.

But there's no way around that, as long as he doesn't want to be overwhelmed by many people, and will have to look at other people's eyes in his actions in the future, then some things can't be avoided. It's just that he has performed too well these years.

"If you want to talk about this, Qing'er, don't worry, I have discussed it with Brother Ruhai. When you get married and give birth to a son in the future, you can adopt another one to inherit the incense of your biological father..."

Lin Xuan waved his hand, signaling Lin Qing not to worry about this, they had discussed it long ago, they were all in the same clan, and they would not let the clansmen lose their incense, Lin Qing's concerns were totally unfounded.

However, at such a young age, my nephew was able to consider so many things. Lin Xuan was quite relieved that he could still have this filial piety when his biological father died early. He looked at Lin Qing with a softer gaze. He didn't mean to be angry at all because of these words.