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Chapter 151 No one likes to listen to the truth

Li Mumu did not expect that Mu Yuming would discuss such a heavy and serious topic with him.

Fortunately this was in 1370.

If it were left to the Internet age in later generations, let alone talking about this, just seeing a few keywords would make someone like taking a mouthful of fat pork just out of the pot in the dog days of summer, wanting to dig out two rooms and one living room with their toes. My throat felt crooked all the way to my butthole, and I felt like there were maggots crawling all over my body.

I have sensitive skin all over my body and cannot stand watching these sensational dramas.

Li Mumuxin said that you don't need to do any psychological training for me. I have never seen any strange and inhuman creatures.

Dad seems to be worried that he will not adapt to the domestic situation and will be encouraged to go astray.

Laughing to death, what gamer knows how to walk well.

"Whether you admit it or not, you and your motherland will always be one in the eyes of others."

Of course Mu Yuming knew that this topic was too boring for his daughter... no, in fact, it was too boring for many people.

But he still has to say these words. This is his responsibility as a father. If he doesn't say it, will he have to wait until later and let others instill messy things into his daughter's head?

"What we enjoy now, such as dignity, freedom, and dreams... you may think this is like what the federal government wrote in the Declaration of Independence. They think these common sense are self-evident. It is God who gives everyone his birthright, but that is not the case.”

"When they wrote this sentence, they did not count the Indians in the ground and the black people on the plantations as 'people'."

"There is no place for yellow people in the Bible. Our rights as 'human beings' are brought to us by the motherland behind us."

"So Mumu, you have to remember that the only people in this world who love you most are your family. The only one in this world that truly treats you as a human being is your motherland."

"We are your relatives, and you are our relatives. When we are together, we call it home. Only when thousands of small families like ours come together can we become a country."

"Dad usually doesn't have time to spend with you. Mom has a bad temper and likes to be cruel to you. You are also not well-behaved and always want to run away... Each of us has flaws and problems, but this is reality and this is our home. No matter how stormy it is outside, your home will always be your warmest haven.”

"When we go back this time, we may encounter all kinds of things and complicated problems. But you have lived in Seif for so many years. Do you think there are no problems in Seif? Is there no theft and robbery? , no shooting riots, no drug abuse, no collusion between government and business, no intrigues?"

"In fact, they are all the same. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. But the difference is that in our own country, we are the masters. Home is our safe haven, but we also need to take the initiative to clean it ourselves and make this home more and more beautiful. The better. Only your own home, your own bed, and your own quilt can make you feel comfortable sleeping."

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"The country is a false concept. There has never been a country in this world. It is just an excuse for a small number of elites to rule the masses of ignorant people."

In another room not far away, there was also a father educating his son with earnest words.

"People are different. You see, you have received an aristocratic education since childhood. The way you think about problems is the same as that of the poor boys in the suburbs of Seif who can't even afford to read. If you grow up In the future, you and he will run for mayor. Isn't it obvious that people will choose you or a poor boy from a farm in the countryside?" "Don't look at those poor people who are clamoring for wages, vacations, and this. If that's the case... their IQ is limited, they can only see these things in front of them, and they have no idea what they really want deep down."

"There will always be some idiots with a strong sense of justice who think they understand the poor and think they need education, fairness, and votes... But what happened to them in the end? Not many of them ended up well! You see, the poor are grateful Are they there? Not at all!"

"Arthur, let me tell you, if you meet such caring idiots in the future, you can be friends with them, and even support and encourage them on the surface, but never believe a word that comes out of such people's mouths. .”

"The poor are like starving ghosts in hell, white-eyed wolves. They only know how to eat, eat, and want, but no matter how much you give them, you can't fill the hole in their hearts. Because these material things are simply It’s just not what they really need.”

"What they want most is to give up thinking, put a collar around their neck, and let others direct their actions."

"This is in line with the natural laws of evolution."

"In a group, there only needs to be one leader, just like in a pack of wolves, there can only be one alpha wolf. The remaining wolves only need to obey the leadership of the alpha wolf. You have to force them to learn to think. This would be a disaster for the wolves."

"So Arthur, I have told you many times, no matter where you go, you must be a wolf. Only a wolf can eat the most and freshest meat. Don't listen to what other people tell you about your country or nation. What kind of history and culture, these rhetorics are just excuses. You know the story of the crow and the fox, they tell you these just to trick you into opening your mouth and deceiving the meat in your mouth!"

"The rules of the game in this world are actually very simple. As soon as those kittens and puppies are born, those who feed desperately will become fatter and fatter. Those who don't like to feed and just hide around and howl will soon be eliminated. Resources are always scarce in this society, and if you take one more bite, others will take one less bite."

"If you want to be an elite, if you want to be a superior person, don't waste time and energy worrying about whether others can eat. Seize every opportunity to put food in your own mouth. Only in this way can you grow up and have strength. Those who eat Only those who are hungry will willingly accept your leadership..."

Walking out of his father's room, Arthur took a deep breath, stretched, and exhaled slowly.

This old man is getting more and more noisy.

His father has always taught him to do more and talk less, but since he got on the boat, he has talked more and more.

Arthur could hear some anxiety and fear in his tone.

What elite?Will the real elite be driven like dogs at will, abandoning their homes and careers and running to places like the Far East where birds don't poop?
Over the years, my father has always wanted to squeeze into Seif's upper class, but he has never been able to do so.

Maybe it’s because the way he eats is so ugly. Everyone can see the way you eat, so who would want to let you serve it?

Arthur shook his head, trying to get rid of the dirty words that Lao Den had just poured into his mind, but the effect was not very good.

Life on the ship is so boring, I need to find some fun.

He walked to the railing of the ship and took out a notebook from his pocket.

(End of this chapter)