Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1014 Prison Dragon (14)

"If you still have brothers, you do have the opportunity to choose. However, the main line is already withering. After giving birth to your brother, I am afraid to be a father. I am afraid that there will only be one son of your brother. If there is only one son of your brother, Si Kou The glory of the family that lasted for three thousand years will be forfeited from the hands of the father."

  Si Kou Yinmo struggled: "Dad, to continue the bloodline, you can also marry the girl you like."

  He didn't understand, why did he insist on marrying Yuan's daughter?

  Si Kou Ziming: "You are my only son who can live past the age of twenty. If the girl you like happens to be of this fate, you will not stop her from marrying her as your father. But Yu Sangyue is not."

  Even if Yu Sangyue was, he would not allow it.

  He doesn't adopt a girl for no reason.

  Yu Sangyue, he has other uses.

  Si Kou Yinmo: "Why... must it be like this?"

Si Kou Ziming is not angry, this is what he once wondered: "Why do you have to be like this...Because I was born in the Si Kou family, because our lineage continues the glory of the Si Kou family, because I am like this, my father is like this Yes, my grandfather is like this... Every head of the family is like this. The head of the house can only marry a woman with such a fate, and he must not give up."

   "The Si Kou family has suppressed that monster dragon for three thousand years..."

Si Kou Yinmo's voice was a little louder, his eyes were reddish, and he suppressed his emotions: "If it's because of this monster dragon, why didn't you kill him? Why is it that only one Si Kou family is responsible for such a big event. It's clearly about all The important matter of human life and death, the birth of a monster dragon, and the loss of life, everyone should sacrifice part of it, why do our Sikou clan have to be this unknown hero? Is it not enough to sacrifice silently, the head of the family, the eldest son died at the age of twenty?"

  He didn't understand why things related to the people of the world should be kept hidden.

   "Do you think you don't want to be a father? Do I want your elder brother to die? How could I ever be willing to marry a woman I don't love." Si Kou Ziming's tone was bad, and he vented some of the pain in his heart.

  He had only two sons, but only one survived.

"Yinmo, you only see the brilliance on the outside, but you never see the filth and filth on the inside. As a father, it's still the same sentence. If you want to blame, it's because you were born in Si Kou's family and my son was born. Bear the important responsibility of the family, don't be willful and reckless. Marriage with Yuan's daughter is imperative. You need to have a son with her, even if there is no love. As a man, don't take love too seriously."

  The descendants of the Sikou family have attached great importance to the family since childhood.

  Si Kou Ziming believes that even if Si Kou Yinmo is unwilling, he will still take on his own responsibilities and continue the glory of the Si Kou family.

  How can a thousand years of glory be enough?

   Ten thousand years is not enough.

   After a long time, Si Kou Yinmo lowered his head deeply: "Dad, my son is willing to marry Yuan's daughter."

  As a child of the Sikou family, he has enjoyed the benefits of the family since he was a child. His people respect him. They should protect the clansmen and let go of their personal affairs.

  He is not very lucky, the girl he likes is not a specific fate, and he will never love her in this life.

   At least, he is better than his brother, who only lived for twenty years.

Ah!

  The peaceful life of these people in the world is all in exchange for their hard work.

  Si Kou Yinmo smoked a cigarette and stood on the lawn below Yu Sangyue's room for a long time.

  The night is dark, but there are no stars.

   It has been a long time since I saw a star in the city, and so did the moon.

   A city without electricity is really pitch black.

  The moisture formed dew at night, and his clothes were slightly damp.

  (end of this chapter)