Feminism and donkeys

When Qingxuan was young, her mother was a very proud person, with self-esteem, stubbornness, and stubbornness. She wanted to do the best in everything, and once she made up her mind, it was difficult to change.

It's hard to say whether Qingxuan's strength is inherited from her, or whether she grew up like this under the education of her family.

His mother is a full-time wife, and Qingxuan grew up under her strictness.

Like many so-called "successful men", her father is busy with work and rarely interferes with his daughter's education, but he always tries his best to provide support for the family in terms of life and study.

Many years later, Qingxuan heard the term widowed parenting for the first time, which could not be more apt to describe his family.

Without her husband's intervention, the mother is more domineering towards Qingxuan, and will not allow others to comment.

The loss of power and control of housewives in the field of production will allow them to subconsciously control society by controlling their children.

She has very high demands on her daughter, she must do the best in everything and strive to be the first in everything.

When Qingxuan was very young, she showed her intelligence.

But there are always times when people miss.

Qingxuan remembered her mother's gloomy and serious face when she picked her up that day: "Why is it only No.2, do you know where you lost?"

"I'm just one point lower." Xiao Qingxuan was terrified, and looked down at her toes. She didn't know why her usually beautiful and elegant mother had turned ugly at this time. She now misses soothing her little girl before going out in the morning. Mother of skirt ruffles.

"One point? One point?! Do you know how many people you can defeat with one point? One point can completely make you lose the No.1 position." Mother continued to speak indifferently, and the words spit out from her red lips were like snow .

"Think about it for yourself, why you can't compare to that No.1 boy."

That night, my mother didn't cook.

When my father came home exhausted, he looked at the empty dining table and held back his anger.

"What's the matter? I worked so hard for this family outside, but I can't even eat when I come back?"

The father asked his mother, for the sake of this family, he resisted all the pressure at work, and couldn't he enjoy a hot meal when he came back?

My father, like all deaf men in the world, does not recognize housework as labor, and workers can strike.

The premise that they can 996 is that they have food, clean clothes, comfortable beds, someone to take care of the children and take care of the elderly when they return home, otherwise they would not be able to 996 at all.

Who did the labor?

Since workers don't have to pay for their own housework, capitalists can hire a more stable labor force at lower wages.

"Capitalism exploits men by paying them low wages and women by not paying them." - Right in the line.

"Your daughter only passed No.2." The mother said calmly while sitting on the sofa, looking straight ahead.

"What does this have to do with Xuanxuan Kao No.2?" He was puzzled.

"Have you ever cared about your daughter? She can only be number one. Now she is number two, and she can be number three or number four in the future. What if she keeps falling back?" The mother stood up abruptly, pointing at the girl who was punished to stand aside. Qingxuan.

"Xuanxuan, you go into the room first." The tall man patted Xiao Qingxuan on the shoulder, and waited until she closed the door before opening his mouth, "Are you sick, the child is still so young, because he can't take the No.1 exam, he is not allowed to eat , what kind of reasoning is it?"

He was pulling his tie, laughing angrily.

"I'm sick? Didn't I do it for this family? Since you were young, have you ever been in charge of Xuanxuan's affairs? Only when she won an award did you pretend to go to the parents' meeting to enjoy the face that a good daughter brings to you , and don’t think about how much effort I spent educating her.”

The two started arguing, blushing and blaming each other.

The man didn't even think about why a lover who was reasonable and understanding at the beginning would turn into such a hysterical madman after marriage?What exactly changed them?

"If you can help me a few more words in front of mom, can I be like this?" The mother choked with tears and trembled all over.

"Unreasonable."

The scolding battle ended with the father slamming the door and leaving.

Xiao Qingxuan nestled in the corner of the room, sitting on the ground and listening to her parents quarreling alone, her face was buried in her arms, her knees were wet with tears.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard her mother's voice from above: "Come out and eat."

Xiao Qingxuan raised her head, this was the first time she saw her mother's frail and distressed appearance.

The mother's eyes were red, her hair was sticking to her face messily, and there seemed to be a red palm print swelling on her right cheek.

Xiao Qingxuan didn't dare to think about whether her amiable father, who would lift her up when she was a child, really did something to her mother.

"Mom, you can eat too." Qingxuan pushed the only bowl of noodles on the table.

The mother's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she couldn't stop crying: "Mom has eaten, and mom is not hungry."

Xiao Qingxuan looked at her and didn't speak.

She finally couldn't help it, hugged Xiao Qingxuan, and burst into tears: "You are a good boy, it is my mother who is sorry for you"

Qingxuan was very sad, more sad than every time she was punished to stand and starved. The traditional Chinese medicine made of Coptis chinensis and pig gallbladder was poured straight into her nasal cavity, and the sourness and bitterness swam into her limbs and bones.

At this moment, she knows that only by keeping No.1 can the family be peaceful, and her mother is still her decent and dignified mother.

After this incident, Xiao Qingxuan went all out in all aspects to strive for the best in order to meet her mother's expectations.

But girls who are growing up are always attracted by new and interesting things.

Now Qingxuan is obsessed with funny comics.

Qingxuan vaguely knew that this kind of thing was not allowed, let alone by her mother, so she could only watch it secretly.

Bringing comic books home every day like a thief, secretly enjoying the fun that will never be found in boring studies, laughing when seeing interesting plots, and immediately reacting, immediately silently looking at the door, and finally exhaled a sigh of gratitude was not found by the mother.

One day, when she came home, she was taken aback when she saw her mother's tense face.

At a glance, there are those comic books on the coffee table.

"What is this?" The mother raised her chin and nodded at the coloring book in front of her, her eyebrows and eyes like knives.

"It's just a few comic books. I've already passed the first grade. Mom, don't worry."

Qingxuan's alarm clock rang suddenly, and he spoke cautiously, fingers unconsciously digging at the seam of his trousers.

"Xuanxuan, I'm not interfering with your hobbies, I support you in reading other books, but what are these things?

Lots of vulgar plots, spoofs, and even some sexual innuendos that aren't appropriate for your age, you shouldn't indulge in them. "Mother hates iron but not steel.

"I just take a look to relax, it doesn't affect me." Qingxuan pouted and fought back.

"No!" My mother suddenly became stern. "This will not help your growth. These can easily lead you to learn bad things. You should not lose your mind by playing with things."

Qingxuan shrank his shoulders, and immediately succumbed to his mother's soaring momentum. What he wanted to say was instantly retreated under the loud shout, and she responded with a loud voice.

But Qingxuan didn't agree with her mother's words, instead she felt that she was not concealed enough so that people could easily discover her little secret.

Later, Qingxuan went to a friend's house to read comics, and called and lied that he was doing homework at a classmate's house, telling his mother not to worry.

After cooperating with her friends and hiding it from her mother for a while, Qingxuan returned home one day and found that the trash can in the living room contained the two comics she read at a friend's house at noon today. of.

The manga was torn into pieces, and the villain inside was split into two pieces.

She felt that her heart was torn into pieces just like this book, as if the whole person was being sucked into a meat grinder alive, only pain.

This comic can be replaced with any reading material, as long as the mother wants, she can destroy more things she doesn't like.

As if nothing happened, the mother asked Qingxuan about Qingxuan's school affairs gently and carefully, with the same concern on the surface as usual.

She didn't seem to notice Qingxuan's depression at all—or she didn't care if she did.

Desire to dominate, desire to control, desire for power.Now, maybe only the pleasure brought by these kinds of desires can soothe her and talk about the life of a housewife who is out of touch with society.

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There are so few people, why is there no one~

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