Chapter 915: Chapter 912: Pledge of Allegiance 9
She turned and walked away.
Xu’s mom chased after her: "Xiaoya... Xiaoya... my daughter, I beg you, don’t be angry..."
She stopped, turned around, and looked only at Xu’s father, this old man—he made the will right in front of her without a shred of hesitation.
No matter how you take care of him, compromise, in his eyes, it’s all supposed to be—
Old Xu gave a dry cough.
She was very calm: "Dad, did you ask for my opinion before you gave birth to me? Do you know if I want to be your child? If I had a choice, I would rather be reincarnated as a pig than be your daughter!"
With big strides, she walked away.
Behind her came a stream of insults: "Beast... damned beast, why don’t you just die? Did you see that? This heartless thing, a cursed beast that deserves heavenly wrath..."
"A loser who’ll get hit by a car as soon as they step out..."
"..."
The sky was constantly drizzling.
When Xu Xiaoya walked out, she forgot about her car.
She kept walking in the drizzle, still clutching that card in her hand: she actually came to pay for the surgery today. No matter how angry and unjust she felt, she couldn’t really stop the surgery and let the old man wait to die.
She didn’t expect her brother’s family would come—she originally planned to bear all the expenses alone, after all, she was enough to bear them.
But at this moment, her heart was utterly desolate.
Just like that movie "Jiang Ge Unchained" that Yan Xixi insistently asked her to watch: the Negroes, once born, believe it’s only right to serve their white masters, respect them, work for them, no matter how they beat and scold them—why, because they’re white?
The white ones are your masters.
But, Civil War, slave liberation—now, which Negro still thinks whites are born masters?
Even Black Obama became president, would he go to serve whites?
Which white person dares?
A hundred years ago in the United States, would Negroes dare to imagine today?
But our country’s men dare—family wealth should belong to men.
Our women also agree: custom is like this, family wealth should go to brothers, everyone is like this, why aren’t you like this? If you’re not like this, you’re unfilial and deserve to die.
What parents do is the parents’ business—the obligations children should fulfill, you must fulfill—
But dear, having and raising children is not the children’s choice—I did not ask you to give birth to me! Did I want to reincarnate into your family?
It’s nothing but the result of male and female’s momentary inability to control their animal instincts, and you talk about immense grace?
Parental kindness and filial piety—without parental kindness, what basis is there for filial piety?
Returning good for evil, what then repays virtue?
When slaves have been for too long, others don’t act as slaves—they instead lash out with verbal criticism.
Who asked you to be missing a little JJ?
Without this thing, you’re destined to be a slave.
This ridiculous Chinese law: family property is left to brothers, the premarital property of the husband’s family has nothing to do with you—many women live hesitantly, exceedingly desolate, not belonging anywhere. You either swallow your pride, even if the husband cheats you’d better turn a blind eye; otherwise, as you age, you’re thrown out and must leave empty-handed.
When a country’s people, in legislative form, ensures that men’s interests are not damaged—at the cost of infringing on women’s and children’s interests, it signifies that this nation has already collapsed—at least, spiritually it’s already impotent.
Only enjoying rights, afraid of shouldering responsibilities, both humanity and boldness simultaneously devolve.
A man, so frightened of even his own wife and children taking advantage of him in the slightest, do you expect him to protect the nation, love those who aren’t blood-related to him?
Don’t kid yourself, this country’s reason for mass-producing traitors every time there’s war lies right here.