By the time Verak finished his work in the intelligence department, it was almost six o'clock. This time was still early for most people in the Equality Association, at least there were still two hours before dinner, so Verak became
He felt extremely relaxed. After learning that Keating and Piaf had finished their work and returned home, he also decided to go back to his room to rest for a while and give himself some space to be alone.
Just when he returned to the hotel through the underground passage and walked to the stairwell on the third to fourth floors, he unexpectedly heard Morais' voice coming from the corridor on the third floor.
The third floor is supposed to be the residence of female members.
Why is he here?
Verak did not go back to his room on the sixth floor in one breath, but took a few steps back and entered the corridor on the third floor. In front of the door of a room in the corridor, he saw Morais squatting on the ground using tools to repair the door and door frame.
At the joint, beside him stood Piaf, who occasionally helped to pick up tools and hit his hands.
"What's wrong?" Verak stepped forward and asked.
"Are you done with your work over there?" Morais glanced at Verak, who was approaching, and continued to concentrate on removing the connecting devices that were broken due to disrepair.
"Yes, I heard that Mr. Keating and Comrade Piaf were all finished, and I planned to come back to rest. Then I unexpectedly heard your voice, so I came over to take a look." Verak said.
Morais removed the device and replaced it with a new one: "It's just in time. Help me hold the door."
"Okay." Verak stepped forward and held the door firmly, then looked at Piaf, "Is this your room?"
"Yes, the door frame suddenly broke today. I was afraid that the door would fall down, so I asked Morais for help." Piaf explained the reason.
Morais, who dealt with the fault neatly, laughed: "Before I joined the army, I inherited my father's skills as a carpenter. I can do some repairs, but not as fast as before."
"You used to be a carpenter?" Verak didn't know Morais' past and was quite surprised by his past identity.
"What? Surprised?" Morais heard the surprise in Verak's tone, "I used to be a good carpenter, but since I came back from the army and met Francis and established the Equality Society, I have basically never been able to do it again.
I haven’t touched it before. What about you, what did you do before?”
"Photographer." Verak held the door and said, "I take photos of the poor in the slums of Tswold City, and I also work as a steelworker and so on."
Morais used a hammer to drive nails: "Can you still take pictures?"
"Skilled." Verak didn't think this was anything powerful.
"This thing is quite profitable, right? So you lived pretty well there before?"
"It's not bad. It's better than the best, but it's better than the worst. I just make do with it. The main thing is that the work is not tiring."
"Yes, steelmaking is too tiring. It takes fourteen, five, sixteen or seventeen hours a day. If you do it, you will die." Morais drove the nails in one by one very simply, stood up and pushed the door frame.
After finding that nothing was moving, he put away all the tools and said, "Okay, there's no problem now."
Verak let go of his hand and moved the door, and it was indeed stable again.
"Thank you." Piaf thanked her. "Come in, wash your hands, and drink some water."
Morais walked in carrying a tool bag: "In the intelligence department, how many more do you think it will take to officially start operation?"
Verak, who had done a little help and was about to leave, heard Morais asking and had no choice but to enter Piaf's room: "I think... about ten days."
"That means we have about twenty days before the plan starts." Morais led Piaf to the bathroom to wash his hands. "I hope the intelligence department can play a role. No matter what, we can't just let it go."
We are timid."
After bringing Morais over, Piaf came out and motioned for Verac to sit down, then poured two glasses of water and placed them on the table.
"Thank you." Verak took a sip from the water glass and looked around Piaf's room. Piaf's room was simpler than his. Apart from the books that almost filled the desk, there was basically nothing visible.
Complex, "I have some time recently and want to read some books to enrich myself. Do you have any recommendations?"
"How about my book?" Piaf smiled.
"Of course, I almost forgot that you are a novelist." Verak said, holding the water glass.
Piaf walked to the desk, pulled out her own work from a stack of middle books and gave it to Verac: "But what I want to show you is not my novel."
Verak took Piaf's work and saw the title "Declaration of the Rights of Women and Female Citizens" written on the cover: "This is... a work about women's rights."
"That's right." Piaf sat down and briefly explained the purpose of writing the declaration to Verak. "I have read many declarations about human rights, such as Dunman's "Declaration of Independence", such as our "Human Rights and Citizenship" by Brecy.
"Declaration of Rights", the "human rights" they advocate are actually limited to men's rights, that is, male privileges. In their declaration, the "human rights" of human rights refer specifically to men, and our Bresci constitution even
The law continues to masculine the concept of citizenship. It is precisely because of the disregard of these framers that drove me to decide to write such a declaration demanding women's rights."
"This is undoubtedly a book of extremely important status and significance on the road to realizing equality." Verak began to read briefly.
On the title page of the Declaration of the Rights of Women and Female Citizens, there is this sentence:
"Women have the right to climb the scaffolding, and they have the same right to be on the Tribune."
In the main text of the declaration, there are countless similar contents.
Piaf's thoughts are bold and advanced. She seems to be what Keating once said, a person with the ability to examine the world. She is not bound by the current era, and has put forward many epoch-making ideas, allowing women's rights and equality to usher in a new era.
One page of ideas.
for example.
She suggested establishing a divorce system.
It is recommended to protect the rights of children born out of wedlock.
It is recommended that hospitals open obstetrics departments specifically for women giving birth.
Strive for more women to have equal basic rights to education, employment, and men.
These are things that Verak had never thought about, but after what Piaf said in the manifesto, he felt that it made sense and felt that these should be realized.
"It's really..." Looking at the contents of the declaration, Verak was speechless.
He is difficult to evaluate.
This can be classified as a work of the same level as "The Theory of Equality", "The Origin of Species", etc. It is one of the most dazzling stars guiding the direction of the new era at the transition of the old and new eras.
"If you want to achieve equality for all mankind, you must first achieve equality between women and men." Morais came out after washing his hands. He had already read the "Declaration of the Rights of Women and Female Citizens", so he understood Verak's initial
I was shocked when I read it, "Piaf's declaration will be our clarion call for the fight for equality."
"Comrade Piaf, I can also read your novels." Verac was not too interested in Piaf's books before, but after briefly reading the manifesto, he recognized Piaf more comprehensively.
What kind of person is she? He wants to learn more from this woman.
Most importantly, gain a deeper understanding of women's information.
Gender has destined the vast majority of men to be unable to think about issues from a woman's perspective and find it difficult to empathize with the hardships women endure in today's society.
Verac knew that even after racking his brains for ten years, Piaf could not have spent more time telling the story of his personal or witnessed experiences. All he could do was to remain humble and listen carefully when he could not fully understand.
.
Piaf got up and brought two more novels she had written.
Piaf said a few more words about his past: "I am an illegitimate daughter, and my marriage ended in a hurry because of the death of my husband. I have experienced enough and my feelings are deep enough. These two books are all about me."
It criticizes the dark side of society in an objective and comprehensive way and exposes the difficulties of women's survival. I think, like the manifesto, they will allow more women to stand up and fight for their rights, and will allow more men to learn to understand women's problems.
world."
Verak solemnly accepted the two books and the manifesto.
He just came here out of curiosity and helped a little bit, but he didn't expect that he would get these unexpected gains. These are of unparalleled help to him to understand equality more deeply and to look at the world from a higher perspective.
"I will read these works carefully," Verrac assured Piaf.
Piaf just smiled. She felt that if something was obtained by force, it would be meaningless.
"We won't stay any longer. We still have things to do. You should have a good rest." Morais drank the water Piaf poured him and planned to leave.
"Yes, you have a good rest." Verak stood up holding the book and said.
"Okay, let's see you for dinner." Piaf did not stay with the two of them. After all, the purpose of calling Morais was to help repair the door. She had not made any preparations to entertain the two of them, and there was really nothing in her room.
Something nice to entertain.
Verak hugged the book and went out with Morais and walked towards the stairs.
"I found that there was something I didn't do well enough." Verak sighed to Morais while holding the book.
"Do you still have something to be desired? Tell me about it?" Morais was very interested in Verak's emotion, because from what he heard, it was obvious that Verak had an idea after just coming into contact with Piaf.
Verak was silent for two seconds and spoke: "I understand a lot of things in the Equality Association, the theories, situations, and various departments... Let me talk about the Equality Association. I can talk about it for days and nights, big and small, but I
I neglected the most important point, I forgot to get to know you."
"Understand us?" Verak's emotion was different from what Morais had guessed.
"Yes, I know nothing about you, and I was not interested at all before. I don't think I need to know your past or any details about you. We just need to work together to achieve equality in the Equality Association." Wei Wei.
Lack said, "Now I know that you used to be a carpenter, and you were a very good carpenter. Only then do I know about Piaf's experience and what great works she created."
"Can the fact that I am a carpenter be compared with Piaf's creation of the Declaration of the Rights of Women and Female Citizens?" Morais laughed.
"I'm just saying this. This has been a huge help for me to understand you and for us to work together more efficiently, which is difficult to express in words." Verak said.
At the top of the stairs, Morais patted Verak on the shoulder with an appreciative smile on his face: "Do it well."
"Why don't you go back to your room and rest for a while?" Verak asked.
"No, I will find a free time to come over and repair the door. I still have a lot of things to do." Morais gently pushed Verak towards the stairs going up. "You go back and have a rest. There are still many things to do next."
You help."
Verak was in no hurry to move around: "What do you mean by helping? This is what I should do. If you need anything, come to me at any time."
"I got it." Morais couldn't help but smile and went downstairs, leaving Verak with a casual and casual look on his back.
Verak stood at the top of the stairs and stared for a few seconds, then he smiled with the same lips, went upstairs to his room with the book in his arms, and carefully read the Manifesto and two novels written by Piaf.
——
Government building, in Boyin's room under house arrest
"What, is there any news from Chris?" In the room, Boyin was teaching Daniel how to read. Seeing Rock Shriver suddenly come to visit him, he asked about what Rock Shriver said about the release of 'Chris' when they last met.
things.
"It's still operating. Don't worry about things right now." Locke Shriver was just testing Boyne. 'Chris' had already escaped from prison with all the prisoners. Where would he go to release them? "I came here to discuss equality with you.
Things to discuss.”
Equality theory?
Daniel's eyes immediately looked wrong, while Boyin was very calm, raised his eyebrows and said: "Have you finished reading The Theory of Equality?"
"Of course, I'm still reading the original manuscript." Rock Shriver sat on the sofa in the living room and continued to test Boyne.
"Original manuscript...are you talking about which copy you found on Chris when you captured him?" Boyin still remembered.
"That's right."
Boyne in turn touched Rock Shriver's bottom: "The original manuscript is exactly the same as the printed version. In fact, I still recommend that you read the printed version. At least the words are easier to read than Chris's handwriting."
"Huh? Is it the same? I even checked it again and found that the original manuscript is not the same as the printed version?" Rock Shriver pretended to be puzzled.
"You mean a typo?" Boyin remained calm.
"The Theory of Equality hasn't been written yet, right?" Rock Shriver asked, staring at Boyne.
Boyne looked directly at Rock Shriver, his eyes not evading at all: "Why do you say that?"
"The printed version has nine chapters, but the original manuscript written by Chris has a tenth chapter...although it is just a chapter name." Rock Shriver observed Boyne's performance.
"Really? I'm not sure about this. I've only seen nine chapters of this book, and this book only contains nine chapters." Boyin leaned on the sofa and replied calmly, "You said there is chapter 1 in the manuscript.
The title of Chapter Ten? What is it?"
"As Chris's best friend and the new president of the Equality Society, don't you know this?" Rock Shriver smirked.
Boyin looked confused and shook his head: "It's the first time I've known about such a thing since you told me."
"Let me ask you a question." Rock Shriver changed the topic.
"you say."
"How do you think your equality will change the world?"