In Daqian Country, not only in Daqian Country, but also in neighboring countries, the status of women is very low.

The culture here has always promoted the idea that women are accessories to men, tools for giving birth to children, supporting the family, and running the household.

Therefore, most people in the world look down upon women who appear in public.

Women who dream of becoming emperor are even more looked down upon.

When Mo Yan was asked, he suddenly realized that this was definitely a sensitive topic, so he asked for a proposition.

He waved his hands repeatedly and vetoed it directly: "Senior Ren, this is a myth and a storybook, it cannot be taken as true."

"But I think the women of the Daughter Country are so happy!" Some people couldn't help but sigh.

The others couldn't help but nod in agreement.

These female students in the school come to the college to study so that they can marry into good families in the future and be able to take care of the housework.

Although they are young, the ideas they have been taught since childhood are very unified.

Live with your husband and raise your children, respect your parents-in-law, be friendly to your sisters-in-law, work hard in running the household, and have no complaints or regrets.

To put it bluntly, it means working hard and serving everyone in the husband's family all day long.

At first glance, it sounds like in this daughter’s country, women don’t have to wait on men, they can do whatever they want.

Even when a woman wants to have a baby, she only needs to drink special well water, and some people show longing eyes.

Mo Yan secretly screamed something bad.

The focus of attention of men and women is not the same at all.

He thinks the story "The Kingdom of Women" is good because he admires the author's smooth writing, humorous language, and bold and transcendent ideas.

Unexpectedly, the women under the podium brought a legendary story into reality. They did not understand the writing of the article, but they yearned for the life in it.

"Ahem, cough, cough." Mo Yan interrupted everyone's thoughts with a few coughs, and said in a deep voice: "Don't think nonsense. If anyone raises deviant questions, I won't talk about it next time."< /p>

Mo Yan still has some fun telling stories.

Compared with the seriousness of other teachers in class, taking Mo Yan's class was a bit more relaxed and joyful, and I learned some unknown and unpopular knowledge.

Therefore, everyone likes his class.

As soon as Mo Yan warned, everyone quickly shut up and asked a hundred thousand whys.

Afterwards, in class, Mo Yan was very excited about what he was saying, and his eyes were full of joy.

Under the podium, everyone listened attentively and their expressions changed.

Only Xia Qianqian was a little careless.

She has grown up watching "Journey to the West" since she was sensible, and spent every winter and summer vacation watching "Journey to the West" repeatedly.

Even now, whenever she hears a sentence from a character in Journey to the West, that fragment from the TV series will flash in her mind.

After class, Mo Yan still stopped Xia Qianqian in the yard.

He was a little cautious, "Xia Xiazi, do you think what I said is good?"

A gentleman always asks his students about their class performance after every lecture.

Mr. Mo Yan is also a weirdo.

"Very good." Xia Qianqian answered truthfully.

"But I see that you always look absent-minded in class. Could it be that my lectures are not exciting enough?" he asked.

It turns out that he cares about everything she does.

"Sir, you spoke very well." Xia Qianqian affirmed again.

Mo Yan felt relieved now, holding the manuscript "Journey to the West" under his elbow, and followed her happily, talking at random.

The two of them walked towards the door and met Hua Zhuer head-on.

She came quickly, grabbed Xia Qianqian's arm, and said in a panic: "Girl, it's not good, go see Madam quickly."

"What's wrong?"

"People are hiding in the back kitchen crying, and we can't stop them no matter how hard we try."

Xia Qianqian's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but speed up her steps.

When we arrived at the "Jia Fa" shop, there were only a few guests at the door.

Aunt Gui is greeting you in front.

Seeing Xia Qianqian coming back, she glanced back and whispered: "In the back room."

Xia Qianqian nodded and walked in quickly.

There is a table under the kitchen window, and they usually crowd here to eat.

At this time, Li Yunniang was sitting at the table, wiping away tears.

Xia Qianqian frowned, walked over, and whispered: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Li Yunniang looked at Xia Qianqian as if she had seen the savior. She hugged her into her arms and couldn't help crying.

Her crying frightened Xia Qianqian quite a lot.

Since traveling through time, the weak-tempered Li Yunniang has cried in front of her many times.

Wiping away tears, choking, crying...

She has almost seen the way she cries.

However, I have never seen her so sad and crying loudly.

Ahead, the confused Aunt Gui leaned in and rubbed the apron in front of her with both hands, "Madam, what are you..."

"Mother Gui, let's close early today." In Li Yunniang's current state, who has the heart to do business?

Later, the crying disturbed the guests outside, and I don’t know what rumors will spread tomorrow.

When it was said that it was closed, Li Yunniang was reminded. She quickly restrained her emotions, took out something from her sleeve, and opened it shakily.

It was a piece of yellowed and stained paper, with four words vaguely written on the paper, "Be safe, don't think about it."

Just four words, no title, no signature, and no date.

"This is..." Xia Qianqian was confused.

"It's your father's words." Li Yunniang held the piece of paper in her hand, as if she was holding Xia Chi's heart, and her careful movements made people moved.

"My father?" Xia Qianqian didn't believe it.

As far as she knows, Xia Chi followed Feng Wei and fled along the waterway, and is now in the border city.

He was seriously injured, how could he leave a note for her?

Xia Qianqian looked solemn, "Where did this note come from?"

"It was just now that a guest was left behind." Li Yunniang explained: "I found it when I was clearing the table. I didn't pay attention to it at first, but when I opened it, I found it was your father's handwriting."

"Are you sure it was written by dad?" After all, Li Yunniang doesn't know much about reading, so how can she accurately distinguish a person's handwriting?

Many people write very similar to each other.

"I am sure it is your father's handwriting." Li Yunniang replied decisively: "I have been married to him for so long, how come I don't recognize his handwriting."

What is that?

Xia Qianqian's sharp eyes discovered that in addition to the four words on the yellowed paper, several letters were faintly visible on the back of the paper through the sunlight.

She held the paper in her hand, faced the sun, looked carefully, and saw clearly.

sos.

Ask for help.

This is not a letter to ensure safety at all, but a letter asking for help.

"What do these ghostly symbols mean?" Li Yunniang also saw the letters clearly and looked at Xia Qianqian with a confused expression.

Xia Qianqian's brows furrowed even more tightly.

If the letter is really left behind by someone from Xia Chi, who is he asking for help from?
Chapter completed!