Simple naturally didn't know that Mingzhu was a rare dog.
Upon seeing the four little ones, all sadness vanished instantly, and their eyes lit up. Lin Dongfang helplessly covered his eyes, wondering how he could have forgotten about this. This guy was the type who would risk his life for dogs.
After not leaving the house for two days, as soon as the door opened, the four little ones naturally ran around wildly, their short legs darting away.
After locking the door and turning back, oh dear, the four little ones had run away, with Mingzhu following behind.
Lin Dongfang felt somewhat embarrassed.
"Well, she really likes dogs. She's more affectionate towards dogs than she is towards me."
The first half of the sentence was quite normal, but the second half almost made several people burst out laughing. The comparison they used was truly something else; it was the first time they had ever seen someone compare themselves to a puppy.
The weather is nice, but it's hot.
Once inside the mountains, Chen Jianguo deliberately led the way along the side with more trees, and things only got better when they reached a denser area.
It seemed like they were out for a stroll to relax. It was Mingzhu's first time here, but they weren't just here for fun. They didn't let any burnable branches go to waste, snapping them off and tossing them into their baskets. Lin Dongfang was very familiar with this routine, and he even explained it to Mingzhu.
“We usually have to provide our own firewood for cooking. Even though it’s so hot now we don’t need much firewood, the autumn harvest is coming soon, and once it gets cold, we’ll have to heat the kang (heated brick bed). Besides, we’ve heard that the winters here are very long, and we can’t let the fire go out all day. It’s always good to have extra firewood.”
Li Yan chuckled softly.
"How come I never noticed before that he's such a thoughtful person? He even knew to explain things to me?"
"What's wrong, regretting not making a move?"
Li Yan shook her head like a rattle drum.
"No way, I don't want to mess with someone again. Right now, I'm fine as long as I'm fed and the rest of the family isn't hungry."
"If I don't feel like cooking, I can mooch a meal from you guys, or I might just skip it altogether. But if I invite someone else, I'll not only skip the meal myself, but I'll also have to figure out if they'd eat. Even if I'm too tired to get out of bed, I'll still have to cook for them. Forget it, I'm not going to go looking for trouble."
He looked at her with simple surprise.
"You're quite clear-headed; you understand all of this now?"
Of course.
Putting everything else aside, just take my mom for example. I heard she used to be a beauty, but after she married my dad and had us, she never had a good life.
When it comes to food and clothing, the first thing that comes to mind is my dad and us, or the elderly on both sides of the family. I've had my own clothes for years and I can't bear to make a new one. If there's not enough food, I'll eat less myself. I'd rather go hungry myself than let my dad's needs be met first.
It's my mom who's lucky; it's my dad who's all the glory outside. Sigh!
Everyone talks about gender equality, but where is the equality here? Two people go to work, but when they come home, the mess at home is still the woman's responsibility. I don't see any equality here.
To be honest, none of these places are as good as this village. At least here, after work, the men know to work when they get home. Aren't they much better than my dad?
It's hard to explain in a few words, but I always feel that Li Yan is going to overcorrect.
He asked tentatively.
"You haven't fallen for someone from the village, have you?"
It's not that she looks down on the villagers. If we follow the historical trajectory, in another ten years or so, unless some huge windfall comes along, ninety percent of them will settle down locally. Finding a villager to marry will probably become a trend.
Li Yan quickly waved her hand.
"No, no, don't make wild guesses."
I didn't mean that. It's just that when I think about this, I think about how my dad comes home and just sits down on a stool, and my mom even brings him water. It makes me think of the people in the village.
Look, after work, which man in every household is idle?
I've seen them tidying up the garden, sweeping the yard, gathering firewood, and even feeding chickens and starting fires.
If this were my family, my mother would be like a feudal woman, getting up earlier than the chickens and going to bed later than the dogs, working tirelessly at the factory, but earning less than the men.
When she gets home, she's in charge of everything: laundry, cooking, cleaning, social obligations, caring for both sets of parents, giving birth, and raising the baby. Almost everything is her responsibility outside of work. If she does it well, it's expected; if she doesn't, it's considered a heinous crime.
It seemed like she did all the work herself, and my dad hardly got involved.
If my dad ever suddenly decides to lend a hand, we all feel a little flattered. Even something as simple as bringing my mom a bowl or chopsticks can make her happy for days.
Ugh! I'm so worried!
In this day and age, a good man is one who doesn't commit domestic violence, has no moral issues, no political problems, has a job and can earn money, and is filial.
Simple silence. This question, a problem that has existed for thousands of years, will remain an unsolved mystery for centuries to come, not just now, but even in future generations.
High pay, low workload, and close to home—this is the wish of many housewives.
Being able to pick up and drop off children is enough to earn a perfect score from 95% of people.
That's true, which is why more and more people in later generations are single and don't want to get married, especially women. Isn't it better to be single and beautiful? Why do you have to find a rival to keep you in check?
But in this day and age, doing that would be quite shocking.
Putting aside everything else, the opinions of others alone are a considerable pressure, and rumors and gossip are inevitable.
So, having led people astray, it's simple that one has to be responsible for bringing them back.
"It can't be that absolute. It has a lot to do with a person's personality and family background."
Not everyone in the village can be called a good man, and not everyone in the city is hopeless. You're generalizing and sweeping generalizations.
Lin Zhaodi's thinking is rather traditional; it's already quite remarkable that she can clearly define normal family relationships these days.
"Yes, yes, actually I think most of them are good people, but whether a person is good or bad cannot be judged solely by that."
Besides, isn't that how all married life is?
The truth is, everyone around her follows this pattern, and she was practically brainwashed growing up. She rarely has her own opinions and relies on what she sees to make decisions.
"That's right. What I just said is at most a lack of responsibility among men, or to put it bluntly, some people are just lazy and cowardly. But when it comes to life and death, or when their own interests are harmed, you'll see what excuse they have left. They'll probably be overjoyed to rush in."
The four little ones had long since disappeared, with Mingzhu following closely behind, and Lin Dongfang, who didn't want to leave her side, following them off to explore somewhere. Jian Dan's side consisted of Li Yan and the others, plus Chen Jianguo, who was still worried.
It's no wonder he was worried. Ever since he picked up two people that time, and later even faced the sight of a black egg being found under a car, his heart would jump to his throat whenever the topic of going up the mountain came up.
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