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50 . The Age of Shamelessness 3

Kuixing Zi

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Ever since we moved in 2007, my dad often invited a few friends who worked together to come over for a drink because the place he lived in was more spacious.

Although the food was simple and they had to sit in a stool, they drank to their heart's content every time.

"Anyway, we're not living in a small house of more than ten square meters like before. Your classmates want to play for a while, but we don't even have a place to sit. At least, there should be a place to sit.”As she spoke, her mother smiled again." It's just that we don't have much furniture in our house. I wonder if people will laugh at us when they come.”

"What's there to joke about? As the saying goes,'A broken house is still worth a million money'.”His father drank the rest of the wine in his glass in one go. Then, he took the steamed bun and prepared to eat.

I smiled and didn't say anything. I continued eating.

Seeing this, her mother did not say anything else.

After dinner, his father sat on the old sofa that he had brought back from the place where he worked. It had been abandoned because of the relocation of the goods yard. The edges were already worn out as he watched television. His mother was sitting on a high stool watching TV.

After dinner, watching TV was her mother's only entertainment.

His father, on the other hand, often went downstairs to play cards at the security guard.

Watching TV and playing cards were all his entertainment after dinner.

Every night, when my parents were watching TV, I would play on the computer. Sometimes, he would watch a movie, sometimes he would browse the web, and most of the time, he would go to Qzone to play Fight the Landlord, or play Warcraft and Crossfire.

She continued to sleep until nine or ten at night.

I don't know how many families in China are like this.

Television and computers have become our spiritual sustenance.

As for the books, they had long been thrown aside. For myself, it has been more than four years since I was in my second year of university, but I have never finished reading a literary work or a world-famous work. He had only read some books when he was in high school, such as the contradiction, Ba Jin, Lao She, and Lu Xun.

After that, he stopped reading these books.

I think, perhaps, I am an exception. However, I truly believe that the things written by the people who are still alive right now have no value. In this noisy and materialistic era, no one could calm down and write something. Those so-called famous people and masters were just a bunch of clowns who played with words. Forget it. Everything was a market economy, and everything was dominated by interests. The more superficial and vulgar it was, the more people would flock to it.

Literature was supposed to give people thoughts and cause them to reflect on themselves. However, it had become a tool for fame and fortune.

Writing was just a skill and method to make a living.

How sad was that?

Many times, I asked myself this question.

Where is our world going? How far and how fast can we go?

Why are we in such a hurry?

Greed, selfishness, indifference, numbness, hypocrisy, and cunning. What kind of society was this?

When he was watching television, it was all singing and dancing. When he turned on the internet, it was full of tragic reports.

Which was the real one?

A society full of lies and deception?

What are we going to do?

Later on, I felt that I had thought of the answer. No matter what kind of changes or disasters occur in society in the future, such as earthquakes, floods, typhoons, blizzards, extreme heat, or severe cold, it would be normal if it happened once every fifty years, once every hundred years, or even once every thousand years.

Even if the end of the world came, it was normal.

Yes, it was too normal.

However, the news media was too ignorant.

Because each of us only cares about our own interests and feelings. We are no longer willing to ask about anything else. There was no belief, no pursuit, no principle, no bottom line. Everything was reversed, right and wrong were confused, evil was beautiful, ugliness was respected, toyed with, deceived, and thus, everything, everything deformed and distorted seemed reasonable.

" I think that one day, if an ancient person transmigrated to me, the first thing I would say to him would be,'The people of this society are more shameless than what you can imagine.'

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