Chapter 513: Whatever You Say, It is That Way (Thanks to Rifle Bullet + More)
This answer was both unexpected yet reasonable to Suizi.
"Where is your husband originally from? Was his job relocated to our northern region?" Suizi asked.
"How did you know? His accent’s been twisted into such a thick rough one."
"I guess that in his hometown, clan values are very prominent, right?"
"Have you been investigating us?!"
"No need for that, those who are particularly obsessed with having sons, usually it’s for this reason. I couldn’t understand before, but after gaining some experience and seeing more, I can understand why some people are so persistent. Of course, understanding does not mean I agree."
In areas where clan values are strong, blood ties are the bond, and the most important thing for families is growing their numbers. Boys are regarded as the inheritors of the family line, which causes a significant phenomenon of favoring boys over girls in some areas.
When such thinking is prevalent in an area, trying to defy and get beyond these conceptual constraints, is extremely difficult.
Civilization is progressing, society is developing, but those areas that favor sons over daughters are still disasters. Even after twenty more years, there won’t be much change, which is a really thought-provoking issue.
"My mom was an educated youth with some avant-garde ideas. Back then in our village, some people muttered that a son-in-law should not attend funerals because it would dishonor the ancestors. My mom retorted right back, saying, ’Your ancestors could still jump out and scold you, or visit your dreams to curse you to fall into a pit of dung?’ They have all turned into a handful of ashes already, why so many problems? If you don’t dishonor the ancestors, why don’t you live a decent life to show your ancestors?"
Back then, Suizi was still young and admired her mom for her awe-inspiring presence. But when she grew up and looked back, she realized that her mom was protecting her every time she retorted others.