Love Guide for Childhood Sweethearts

Lin Jingzhe continued slowly, "When I read American science fiction novels and movies, I find that they always depict the future as cruel and disgusting. Take, for example, 'Blade Runner.' On one side, there's high technology everywhere, and on the other, there's dark and chaotic slums. On one side, the top rich live a life of extravagance, while on the other, the poor live like cockroaches in the sewers of civilization. It seems that technological progress and the development of productivity have only brought disaster!" He snorted coldly, "This is reality." He continued, "You can take a look at the American human rights report released by our Ministry of Foreign Affairs every year. It's all based on official American data. It shows how happy American life was in the 1990s, and now it's getting worse."

"I'll take a look." Lin Xingzhi said seriously.

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Lin Jingzhe chuckled softly, then added, "Now you believe our system is the best, right?" He paused before continuing, "The secularization of ethics, the county system, the imperial examination system, the socialist market economy, even the salt and iron monopoly, rent and labor service, the "One Whip Law," and the land-based tax system—how have we not been ahead of the world?" His eyes were moist as he added, "Those who lead the attack on the system have ulterior motives; it's no exaggeration to call them traitors."

Lin Xingzhi said bluntly, "Theirs is a slavery system, a feudal serfdom, but thanks to industrialization, productivity has increased! Our system is the best."

"But they don't quite believe it." Lin Jingzhe's eyes froze as he spoke. "They don't know what collectivism is, what universal love is, what it means to sacrifice one's life for the sake of selflessness... Those Hong Kong filmmakers, everything they film is just about petty love affairs, they don't touch on romance, they don't know how to tell a story. Look at their 'Battle of Red Cliffs'; they don't understand strategy, and it's filmed like a gang fight."

"So we lost money," Lin Xingzhi scoffed. "What a selfish fellow." His bright eyes flickered. "Maybe it's too advanced! That's why some humans can't understand or believe it." He closed his eyes and said, "Even those of us who benefited don't quite believe it. They all believe that those who don't work for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth." He thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps the government is also cautious. Look at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs press conference. We will change and do our best."

"Faced with the chaos online, we don't want to be criticized for speaking freely," Lin Jingzhe said with a deep gaze. "We have to handle many things with great care and caution."

"That's right. It's better to be steady. It's better to be conservative than too radical." Lin Xingzhi said with understanding, "It's about keeping pace with the international standards! But we've benefited from it."

"But the problem is that this information, which should have been disclosed candidly, has become even more secretive, allowing certain forces with ulterior motives to interfere. After making enough money, they turn the tables and bite back: eating with the bowl in hand, cursing when the chopsticks are put down!" Lin Jingzhe said with a slightly cold look in his eyes. "Although the immigrants who were brainwashed by their propaganda are purely their own fault, they are making a fortune, which is really infuriating."

"Haha..." Lin Xingzhi shook his head and chuckled, "Evil will be punished." He continued with a smile, "In fact, the Americans have never concealed their rottenness. They don't bother to hide anything from the world. They are so domineering and have never wanted to change anything out of guilt. They just think they are the best. You can see it from American TV series and Hollywood movies, but we can't help but believe it!" He said with emotion, "Chinese people live in fantasy. Of course, some ill-gotten gains must be transferred out. Rich people also like the Americans, because that is the true meaning. If you have money, you can do whatever you want."

"It's better if it continues to rot. We're always moving forward. Between these steps forward and backward, we'll shorten the time it takes to catch up." Lin Xingzhi said with a beaming face, "Actually, it's not wrong for us to keep a low profile."

"Well! Let them continue to be arrogant!" Lin Jingzhe said with his peach blossom eyes curved. "Hide your strength and bide your time!" After thinking for a while, he said, "We are protected too well by our mother. We have become flowers in a greenhouse. Out there, it's the law of the jungle and the law of the jungle. It's too easy for us to suffer losses. Wealth, happiness, and peace require strength to protect them. It's okay for children to be innocent, but parents need to be clear-headed. In fact, it doesn't matter what others think. If you have a strong fist and strong strength, you will meet good people."

"Hehe..." Lin Xingzhi chuckled and shook his head, "It's like when I was a kid, the food in other people's homes was delicious. Everything outsiders said was sweet. I always felt that my own elders' nagging was annoying and would hurt me."

"That's right! When you grow up, you'll realize that if you don't listen to the advice of the elderly, you'll suffer the consequences." Lin Jingzhe said with a deep gaze, "Well, what can I say? Every failure makes you wiser!"

"What else can we do?" Lin Xingzhi said helplessly, "Because when we were poor and weak, no one believed what our mother said. Even if we spoke the truth, even if we were truly more just, kind, fair, free, and democratic than them, it was useless because we were not as strong as them, and we didn't have as much money as them. Even if they exploited us, enslaved us, and launched wars and killed countless people, public opinion was on their side... simply because they were strong and rich."

"When our drones fly up in a black mass like dark clouds covering the sun, people will listen to us." Lin Jingzhe said with his eyes as bright as stars flashing.

"Matter determines consciousness." Lin Xingzhi said with a twinkling gaze, "We will work hard."

Lin Jingzhe said calmly, "Look at 'Dream of the Red Chamber'. During the Jia family's heyday, that group of promiscuous people were just romantic affairs. When the Jia family fell, it became evidence of bullying men and women." He snorted and said, "The Americans haven't even finished their cycle yet! Let's talk about it after three hundred years."

"It all comes down to class conflict," Lin Xingzhi said with emotion.

"You actually said class?" Lin Jingzhe said in surprise.

"Can't I say it?" Lin Xingzhi said with a smile on his face.

"Yes! But many people don't say it." Lin Jingzhe said with a bright look, "Because we have been here, they treat you better."

"Yeah!" Lin Xingzhi said with a flickering gaze, "Because the Russians need to engage in institutional competition, class contradictions have been eased to a certain extent."

"With the collapse of the Russian bear, and the loss of external pressure, capital has lost its constraints and has completely let loose." Lin Jingzhe said with deep eyes, "The exploitation will only become more severe in the future."

"Capital is still the same familiar, black-hearted capital. This money-grabbing system is truly jaw-dropping." Lin Xingzhi snorted. "No wonder the Americans say the IRS is the world's most powerful agency. Every ordinary person is a cash cow for capital. I'm increasingly understanding Marx's statement that every pore is oozing blood."