Chapter 213 Be Yourself
Ye Xiulan was lying on the sofa with a trace of worry between her brows. She explained to Ye Lin in a depressed tone the atrocities committed by the Ming brothers and sisters in the VIP room.
After finishing her speech, Ye Xiulan saw that Ye Lin did not react as angry as she had imagined.
Instead, I was in the mood to cut a piece of cream cake, picked a few juicy mangoes from the fruit plate and put them in, making a beautiful platter.
It was not enough to put the cake on the plate, he used a silver spoon to scoop the chocolate sauce. A cake that was not even the size of a palm was about to be eaten.
Ye Xiulan threw the pillow aside in frustration, stretched out her arms, and snatched the cake plate that Ye Lin was pouring chocolate sauce on.
Force Ye Lin to turn his attention to himself,
"Brother Lin, did you listen to me? Those Ming siblings are too much. How could someone be so mean? Aren't you angry when you hear this?"
"We are all equal. Why do they have to do this? Why do they make others kneel down?"
Ye Lin looked at the cake he had just prepared with regret, but before he could take a bite, it was snatched away by Ye Xiulan.
He glanced at his angry cousin, then looked away.
Ye Lin cut a new piece for himself and handed a fork to Ye Xiulan.
Finally, he answered Ye Xiulan's question nonchalantly.
"I despise this kind of behavior. If I were there, I would step forward to stop it just like you did."
"But I'm not angry, and I don't have any thoughts, because the world is just like this."
Ye Xiulan took the fork handed to her by Ye Lin, but she didn't understand what Ye Lin said.
He angrily used a fork to cut the cream cake into pieces, the fork clanging against the porcelain plate.
"Brother Lin, what do you mean by this? You don't know how rampant they are, how can you not be angry!"
"Does being rich and powerful in Hong Kong mean you're superior to others? Do you think you can bully others just because you have money? What's so great about them? Why?"
"Thinking about it now, I'm still pissed off! No, I can't eat tonight. They've pissed me off!"
The gilded dinner plate was placed back on the coffee table. After being left behind by the owner, the delicate fruits on the plate seemed to have lost some of their color.
Ye Lin didn't want to tell Ye Xiulan about the other side of society, but seeing that she was easily provoked by others when she went out, he decided to talk to her first.
There are many such things among the rich class. She will only see more incredible things in the future.
Compared with what those nobles played, what the Ming brothers and sisters did was nothing.
"Because this is how the world works, there is no absolute fairness, only relative fairness."
"Some people can get something through amniotic fluid, but many people can't get it even if they work hard until they die. This is how the world is."
"Just like you can ignore this piece of cream cake and smash it into a plate of mud when you are unhappy, but there are still many people struggling on the edge of food and clothing, and drinking a sip of clean water is a luxury. Why is this so?"
"People are born into different classes. That manager can't afford to offend the Ming family, and the Ming family can't afford to offend us. We in the Ye family also have people we can't afford to offend, and sometimes I have to bow down to some people."
"We are all just members of the pyramid. If we meet someone, we should help them if we are able. As for the rest, you don't have to think too much about it. It's not your fault."
As Ye Lin finished speaking, the air in the living room stagnated for a moment.
The concept she just heard was a concept of hierarchy that Ye Xiulan had never encountered in the past ten years of her life.
She was taught that everyone is equal, but today Lin Ge told her that people are not born equal.
How can this be right?
It shouldn't be like this.
Why can't everyone live in harmony?
Ye Xiulan is going through a brainstorming process, her values are constantly being broken down and reorganized, new and old ideas collide, she keeps her head down and remains silent.
Ye Lin didn't urge her and continued to pour jam on his cake. He let the child figure it out on her own.
But someone wants to destroy the atmosphere of thinking.
"Lin, you still have to bow down to others? To whom?"
Zhao Zhaodi had no idea how rich her nephew was until she came to Hong Kong these two days and listened to the servants' talkative introductions, and then she had some understanding.
It turns out that her nephew is indeed one of the richest people in Hong Kong.
Many of the tall buildings outside were built by her nephew. Not only in Hong Kong, but also in the United States, there are buildings built by her nephew.
As for my nephew who lives in the woods,
This is because Hong Kong is different from the mainland, the houses where the poor and the rich live are reversed.
In the mainland, people who live in buildings are rich, but in Hong Kong, people who live in buildings are poor, while people who live in the woods and old mountain valleys are rich. She has never seen such a thing in her life.
In addition, since meeting Ye Lin, everyone Zhao Zhaodi met had to bow and scrape to Ye Lin. In Zhao Zhaodi's heart, there was no one in the world who could make her nephew bow his head.
She didn't understand a single thing Ye Lin said.
She only understood one thing: how could it be possible that there was someone in this world who needed her nephew to bow down to her?
Ye Lin paused holding the fork. He didn't expect his aunt to ask such a sharp question.
Listen, why are you asking?
Doesn't he have any face?
Ye Xiulan also paused to think and cast a curious look.
After thinking about how to tell them, Ye Lin said carefully,
"Aunt, this can't be pinned on any particular person. It's best not to mess with political parties or large, complex families. You never know what they're secretly doing. We'll just tolerate a lot of things if we can."
"For example, a few decades ago, when Italian noble titles had not yet been abolished, my mother still had to bow and salute those dukes and princes. The hierarchy was there, and no matter how much you hated someone, you had to bow to them."
"Xiu Lan, our family is already at the top of the pyramid. We all have to endure sometimes, let alone ordinary people. There are some things that cannot be changed by others. You just need to do your best."
Zhao Zhaodi captured the essence again, stopped watching TV, came over with a cup of tea, and listened to what Ye Lin said as a story.
He asked with great enthusiasm,
"Lin, can your mother still see the prince? What does the prince look like?"
Ye Lin thought back to the descendants of the Italian royal family.
"He's just an ordinary person, and his family fortune is almost gone."
"Oh, that's such a prodigal son. What rank is your mother's family? To be able to see the prince, her official position must be quite high, right?"
"My mother's family used to be a marquis, but the Italian nobility was abolished along with the royal family in the 1940s. Now it's just a nominal title."
Zhao Zhaodi and Ye Lin asked and answered each other.
This actually livened up the atmosphere again. Ye Xiulan quietly thought about Ye Lin's words for a while.
Although she still couldn't accept Ye Lin's unequal thinking, the balance in her heart had already tilted slightly. Brother Lin had more experience than her, so what he said must make sense.
She couldn't change the Ming brothers and sisters, but she could be a good person herself, and she would never be a person like Ming Rou.
After Ye Xiulan figured it out,
Seeing the cake that I had smashed into a mess on the plate, I couldn't help but feel guilty.
In the past, people in the village could only eat a piece of dim sum during the Chinese New Year. Some families who favored boys over girls would only give girls the leftover dim sum.
It's only been a few days, how could I become so extravagant and wasteful?
The first step to not being on the same path with Mingrou is,
Eat your own food.
She won't waste a single drop!
Lifting her small fork, Ye Xiulan wolfed down a plate of cake.
Wiping his mouth, he put down his plate and planned to join the tea party next to him.
Zhao Zhaodi's topic has already touched upon Ye Lin's cousin Daniel.
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