Yao Wenle turned his head, his anger gone, and said in the calmest tone, "Hitting me won't change the fact that you're a piece of trash! A big piece of trash gave birth to a little piece of trash, a piece of trash who can't even clean!"
After Yao Wenle finished speaking, seeing the disbelief in the guy's eyes, he felt a sense of lightness all over his body, as if the shackles that had bound him for many years had been lifted.
"I am your father!"
Yao Wenle sneered, "Yeah, I didn't say you weren't. Didn't I say you're a little waste born from a big waste?"
He suddenly remembered the movie "Nezha Conquers the Dragon King" that he watched when he was a child. Back then, he was too young to understand why Nezha had to commit suicide and return his bones to his father.
The phrase "I am your father" can control your life and turn a living, breathing person with their own thoughts into a soulless, empty shell under feudal patriarchy.
The phrase "I am your father" seems to be like a divine mandate in feudal dynasties, where the word "father" possesses absolute power to dispose of "sons" of lower social classes simply because of blood ties.
Nezha was clearly a brave young man who stood up for justice, but his father didn't even ask why he had caused trouble. Nezha could have defeated the unreasonable and shameless Dragon King, and justice could have triumphed over evil.
The cowardly and submissive Li Jing only wanted to maintain the peace within the system. He could tolerate the Dragon King demanding boys and girls in the original rules, but he was too cowardly to resist. The people, who had been oppressed for thousands of years, could only numbly want to return to the original order and wanted to sacrifice Nezha in exchange for peace.
Yao Wenle felt a little self-deprecating. He never expected that he had eaten so well as a child. All that rebellion, all that struggle with filial piety. Clearly, so many years of reform and opening up had passed. Clearly, he was born in a new era. Clearly, there were no more feudal remnants when he was born. So why did he still have such shackles in his heart?
It's as if those feudal ideas haven't been completely eradicated, but rather hidden deeper. They're hidden in the hearts of every oppressive and weaker person who "eats people," and in the hearts of the oppressors who are oppressed but can never escape this "rule system."
Yao Wenle was surprised to advance last. Yao's mother, standing to the side, happily tried to reconcile the two.
Yao Wenle ignored him, glanced at Lao Deng before turning around, and said, "I hope you won't hold us back next time, you good-for-nothing."
Perhaps it was Yao's mother's easing of the atmosphere that made Yao's father, who had been silent and sullen, feel a sense of power again, and he began to criticize Yao Wenle behind his back after Yao Wenle left.
"Look at him! What a worthless thing! He should have been drowned at birth! It's all your fault! I always said that filial piety comes from the rod and spoil the child, but you always stopped me. Now look what's happened, he's all grown up and doesn't respect his father anymore! You've ruined our son!..."
Seeing that Yao Wenle didn't turn around, Yao's father cursed even more fiercely, and even joined in on Yao's mother, who was trying to mediate.
Yao Wenle suddenly stopped, the cursing behind him abruptly ceased, he turned around with a mocking smile on his face, "A cowardly bully who picks on the weak."
He glanced at Yao's mother beside him. Compared to his simple hatred for Yao's father, Yao's mother always made him feel very complicated. She loved him, but she was still a member of this system.
He had witnessed his mother's love for him, how she would protect him when his father hit him, and he had also seen his mother chatting with other aunts, expressing her pride in having a son as her first child.
Despite having an education, a job, and earning a lot of money, she still dragged herself into this bullshit rule that only having a son is something to be proud of, allowing this good-for-nothing to act as a "local tyrant" at home.
The world suddenly became clear. Things that were previously incomprehensible became clear. They were the ones who treated Xianglin's tragic fate as a joke. They were the ones who wanted to rule over people of lower classes in this distorted system. They didn't have the courage to resist, but they would suppress those who did.
Ultimately, it comes down to not having fully grasped Marxism.
[Vasa, what's with this father and son arguing?!]
Honestly, the scoring and everyone's workload are crucial. If even one person stands idly by, it will affect the final result. It's definitely a family competition. As expected of President Lin, he doesn't allow anyone to slack off. ┓( ′?` )┏
[I was truly shocked. Even four- or five-year-old contestants had to do chores. I really didn't expect that, otherwise their scores would have been very low. Those eliminated in the preliminary rounds were basically those with family members who didn't get to work. (The truth can only be found in one meme.JPG)]
Honestly, some adults are less diligent than children. Many groups of three or four children, only five or six years old, are working very conscientiously.
Hehe, kids are really good at doing chores when they're little, but they're harder to manage when they grow up (*^▽^*) .
[The person upstairs has really malicious intentions (evil smile emoji).JPG]
"It's alright, don't you guys ever make things difficult for the kids?"
【That's not good at all! I was bossed around when I was little, and afterwards I never wanted to do anything like that again!】
【Huh?! You don't charge a delivery fee?! When I was little, I loved running errands for my family when I was short of money. I could save the extra money to buy snacks and other things.】
[There's a delivery fee?! What's the point of me working for free then?!]
【You're pretty strong...? (⊙o⊙)…】
Looking at it this way, the duo is really competitive! It seems like younger people are more willing to clean their rooms than older people.
[I also noticed that the average score for the two-person group was indeed higher than that for the three-person and four-person groups. Many middle-aged and elderly people used the same rag to wipe the mirror, the sink, and even the toilet and showerhead—it's truly unimaginable.]
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