“A family consists of the two of you, husband and wife. If you push all the responsibility onto your husband, have you ever thought about whether he has the energy to handle it? The result will inevitably be that he will either be less able to earn money to support the family or suffer losses in being a good wife and mother.”
"But no matter which aspect is missing, isn't it first and foremost a loss for your family? And then, of course, a loss for society. Think about it, you married him and happily started a family, only to suffer losses for that family?"
"You went through all that trouble to give birth to this child, only for this child to one day destroy society or be abandoned by it?"
"Oh dear, we haven't even gotten our marriage certificate yet, why are you talking about such distant things? And disrupting society? You're really something." The woman was displeased by what the mohawk-wearing man said, and her expression became noticeably more serious.
"Um...can I sit in on your symposium tomorrow?" Wang Yao asked the woman who was looking downcast.
“Ask him, he’s the boss of this symposium.” The woman pointed to the Mohican man.
"Hello, I am Situ Bei, and you are...?" The Mohican man warmly extended his hand.
"I'm a guest at this hotel. I'm quite interested in the deeds of Chairman Mao. When I saw this symposium about Chairman Mao, I wondered if I could sit in on it," Wang Yao quickly shook hands with Situ Bei and explained briefly.
“I see. But we have a few important guests who won’t be able to come tomorrow, so the symposium probably won’t officially start until the day after tomorrow. However, there are still empty seats in the meeting room. If you’d like to come, you’re welcome to come. You can just register with Xiao Jiang,” Situ Bei said.
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