Chapter 137: Sky Screen Live Streaming System (12)

"Auntie, this place is so big!"

After stepping out of the business car that dropped them off at the airport, Xie Jinchu's little mouth formed an 'O' shape the moment she stepped into the spacious airport terminal.

"This is an airport. We will be taking a plane back in a while. A plane is a type of transport that can fly in the sky. Its speed can reach eight or nine hundred kilometers per hour, and some models can even reach over a thousand kilometers. Auntie lives in Beijing, which is our country's capital, more than fourteen hundred kilometers away from here. If we took the small car like before, it would take over ten hours to drive, but a plane will get us there in two hours."

The siblings blinked their eyes and listened to her popular science explanation earnestly.

Little Jinchu only half-understood, but Xie Jilin was truly astonished.

He already knew the concepts of "kilometers" and "hours"; one kilometer is two half-kilometers, and one hour is an hour.

In other words, the "flying chicken" they were about to board could fly over three thousand half-kilometers in a single two-hour period!

Therefore, when they arrived at the departure hall and saw the large plane parked outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, their eyes were filled with nothing but admiration.

"Is this the big rooster that can fly?" Little Jinchu pressed her small face against the floor-to-ceiling window glass and jumped with excitement, "It's really so big!"

The passengers waiting in the lounge were amused by the child's innocent words.

A six or seven-year-old boy came over to correct her: "This is a big plane, not a big rooster. How can you not even know this!"

"Feng Zinuo, be polite!" the child's mother shouted.

The little boy stuck out his tongue and asked the siblings: "What are your names? My name is Feng Zinuo, I'm six years old—no, wait, my grandma says I'm seven. I'm in the Fruit Class at Chaoyang Kindergarten, and I'll be starting elementary school after summer vacation. How about you?"

The siblings: "..."

They couldn't quite understand what he was saying.

But they still knew how to introduce themselves.

"My name is Xie Jinchu, and Auntie calls me Jinbao."

"My name is Xie Jilin, I am seven years old."

"You're seven too? Then we're the same age! So are you starting elementary school after summer vacation too?"

Little Jinchu asked curiously: "What is elementary school?"

"Elementary school is elementary school, how can you not even know that." Feng Zinuo wrinkled his nose and pulled Xie Jilin to go play in the lounge area, "We don't play with girls, we boys play by ourselves. I'll show you my Transformers."

Xie Jilin shook his head: "I need to take care of my sister."

"Feng Zinuo, learn from them!" his mother took the opportunity to lecture him, "You're both six years old; look at them, he already has the sense of responsibility of an older brother. And you? Still saying 'I don't play with girls,' how childish!"

Feng Zinuo pouted with a sour face: "Girls always love to cry, making it seem like we boys are bullying them. It's boring!"

"My sister is very well-behaved and won't throw tantrums or cry for no reason," Xie Jilin said quickly.

Little Jinchu nodded solemnly: "That's right, Jinbao is very well-behaved."

Feng Zinuo hesitated for a few seconds: "Alright then, let's play together, but it's a deal that you can't cry."

"Okay!"

The three children huddled together and started playing with the Transformers Feng Zinuo had just insisted on buying at the airport duty-free shop.

"Your children are so well-behaved!" Feng Zinuo's mother moved to the seat next to Xie Yang and started chatting with her, "Is it true that after having a second child, the older one becomes much more sensible?"

Xie Yang smiled and said: "Maybe so."

She couldn't very well say outright that her brother and sister-in-law taught them well, as that would be a roundabout way of saying the other person didn't know how to teach, wouldn't it?

"Sigh, I actually want another child," Feng Zinuo's mother sighed, "but my husband doesn't want one anymore. He says we'll only have one if we can guarantee it's a girl. But how can I guarantee that! Besides, whether one gives birth to a boy or a girl is determined by his genes; his family just doesn't have the fate to have a girl, so we might as well not have any more."

These words, falling upon the Daliang Kingdom beneath the Sky Screen, were like a stone causing a thousand ripples:

【What!!! Whether one gives birth to a boy or a girl is actually determined by the man?】

【Nonsense!】

【What would a woman know!】

【Simply preposterous! It is not the man who gives birth to the child, so how can it be determined by the man?】

【Ahem, in my opinion, it is not impossible. Think about how a child comes to be? Isn't it the seed we men sow...】

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This realization completely overturned the worldview of the Daliang People, and the shock even surpassed that of the "flying chicken."

For so long, which family did not blame the daughter-in-law for the failure to give birth to a son?

Scolding them as "hens that cannot lay eggs," cursing them for cutting off the husband's family line, and calling them sinners of the husband's family...

In the end, the one who should be scolded is actually the man? Is the man the real culprit for not being able to produce a son?

"Mother! Did you see? Did you hear? The people of the Heavenly Palace say so! It is not Qiuniang's fault that she cannot give birth to a son. If you really want to blame someone, blame the son! Even if you force the son to divorce his wife and remarry, the son is still destined to only have daughters!"

In a small town in the southern part of Daliang, a loving couple who had been married for five years and had three daughters were being forced by the mother to divorce and remarry to continue the ancestral line.

Feng Zinuo's mother's words stirred the son's resistance, and he firmly refused to divorce his wife.

The mother wailed loudly: "Son—your life is so bitter! Without a son, who will carry your funeral tablet and perform the rites for you in the future!"

The son said with a dark face: "Mother, I do not feel my life is bitter. Lianhua, Lanhua, and Chahua have been sensible and obedient since they were small. And didn't you hear the immortals of the Heavenly Palace say it? Sons and daughters are both treasures, and having a son or a daughter is both a blessing! My three daughters are a triple blessing. Think about it, could the people of the Heavenly Palace be wrong? Or is it that you do not want to live the good life like they do in the Heavenly Palace?"

"..."

These words completely silenced the mother.

What kind of place is the Heavenly Palace!

Even if those living there are not immortals, they must be blessed people with inextricable ties to the immortals; otherwise, how could they enjoy such a life?

"Hmph! I can't control you anymore!"

After saying this, she angrily slammed the door shut.

The son also turned and entered the room, embracing his wife: "Qiuniang, you can rest easy now! With the Heavenly Palace here, Mother will no longer make things difficult for us."

At this moment, the couple's grateful thoughts transformed into favorable-rating barrages and faded into the horizon.

Similar scenes were playing out in many places across the Daliang Kingdom.

It could be said that this stirred up a "tide of resistance."

Women who previously could not hold their heads up because they had not given birth to sons straightened their backs at this moment.

When they were blamed, reproached, or even threatened with divorce by their in-laws on these grounds, they learned to strike back forcefully:

"The Heavenly Palace says that whether one gives birth to a son or a daughter is determined by the man; if the seed sown is no good, why blame me, the field that nurtures the sprout?"

In the past, such localized commotions naturally would not have reached the ears of the Emperor.

But now, with the bullet comments, Xiao Yanze knew about it immediately, and his subordinates could not hide it even if they wanted to.

The imperial court soon issued a decree: having no sons would no longer be a reason for divorcing a wife.

Once this new decree was issued, it left the Daliang People with mixed feelings of joy and worry.

The bullet comments were naturally also a mix of good and bad.

Xie Yang could not see the bullet comments, so her mood was not affected in the slightest.

However, even if she had seen them, as long as they were not all negative points, she would not have bothered to care.

Even in the Modern Plane, no reform is met entirely with voices of approval.