Blackstone Code Chapter 991: Life always has a little surprise
Speaking of whether it is possible to beat children, this is a very interesting thing.
Some active social activists and education experts in the society claim that beating children will cast a shadow on children's childhood and affect their whole life, and actively promote legislation to make "child beating" a sentence.
Many people think this statement is correct, and many people are running for these voices. Children are the future. They can only be taught, not hands, and even scolding them!
But it's amazing that many large families with deep roots are not interested in these statements at all. Tutors and whips are probably the memories that accompany their children the most in childhood.
Strict teachers and spanking in front of other siblings is a very bad experience.
In fact, if you look closely at nature, you can find that when various species are young, especially predators, their parents will teach them very strictly how to survive and hunt.
There are even some birds of prey that throw chicks off cliffs to teach them how to fly, a heritage method for overcoming fear.
On the contrary, those species that are hunted tend to live more comfortably.
The most common are rabbits, and rabbit parents don't punish their children for not digging holes well or for being insensitive to birds of prey flying in the sky.
This is amazing.
Maybe this also explains why predators always occupy the upper layer of the food chain. Of course, it is also possible that this is just a coincidence. After all, there is no food chain in human society...
Just a coincidence!
There's also a spanking prop, something like a ping pong bat from another world, a little bit more slender.
The inside is solid wood, then wrapped with a slightly softer, cushioning padding, and wrapped in a layer of tanned cowhide.
It's a lot to get spanked with this thing, but it's also a process that children who receive an elite education must go through on their growth journey.
It tells these kids that when you don't have the ability to resist, you better pretend to be cooperative and accept any unfair decision.
Looking at the child who was trying to make himself look serious, Lynch pursed his lips, "Your smile is a little fake..."
He intends to communicate with the child in a different way, "I know that smiles are the core of communication, but the curvature of the corners of your mouth is a little too large, which will make me feel that you are trying to express your smile. It's fake."
"You should let your facial muscles relax, and a smile doesn't need to change much, because it's all about expression."
"You have to express, what you convey is that you are 'laughing', not that you are trying to laugh."
"Yes, relax a little, if you are not sure what relaxation is, you can stop smiling, let your muscles relax first, and then raise the corners of your mouth a little bit, it doesn't take much, yes..."
"We don't normally have such exaggerated expressions, you don't need people to see that you are smiling, as long as they think you are smiling, that's fine."
"The next step is the eyes, don't look directly into the eyes of others, it will make people think you are very aggressive, but you can't look too far, they will think you..."
Lynch added some small gestures in his hand, "...will think you may have done something bad, so you dare not look at them."
"You have two choices, look...here, and...here." He reached out and clicked on the bridge of the little boy's nose and the position among the people.
The little boy listened carefully. He didn't know what these things were for now, but in the future, they might be useful.
At least it makes Lynch look less bored.
Just as Lynch taught the little boy how to be the best in everyone's mind, lunch was almost ready.
Today's plan is to have lunch together, then go for a walk in the park, or play for a while, and then have dinner together.
Lynch is very idle now, and there is nothing particularly important that needs him. Whether it is Nagalil, Amelia, or the Commonwealth, people don't need him, and he has been "abandoned".
But it's not sad, it just shows that all industries are healthy, which is a good performance.
If there is a millionaire who is so busy all day that it is difficult to spare even a little time, don't doubt it.
He's not really busy making money, he's trying to figure out a way out of his own troubles, but he's having a hard time.
And those millionaires who don't seem to work at all, just go to play ball for a day, or go hunting for several days in the hunting area, their assets and businesses are truly healthy.
A business that can't live without one person will always have problems because it can't solve it on its own!
"What are you talking about?" Vera, who came out of the kitchen, looked a little curious at the two who were chatting very speculatively. She didn't think Lynch would have anything in common with the children.
Because Lynch himself is still very young, he has no children of his own, and he has not been able to grow up in the process of having to communicate with children.
Many young people dislike children, and even resent it.
"We're talking about how to grow into a guy that everyone likes!" Lynch told the truth, but obviously Vera didn't think so.
She set out the lunch food and took off her apron. "Okay, we can have lunch."
"I've left some dishes for the evening, and in the afternoon we'll go out for a while..."
She talked about today's arrangement, the aspirational life.
Lynch took the little boy's hand and walked to the dining table. He tilted his head and whispered, "Remember what I said, don't let people find your emotions, or your mask will fall off..."
He doesn't care whether the little boy can understand, he thinks the other party understands.
"Great lunch!"
In the Commonwealth, people won't let the lunch be so rich, just eat a little when you are poor, and work will be very busy during normal times, you don't have time to taste the food little by little, you can only leave the good things to you night.
This afternoon they don't need to work and have nothing else to do, so it will be a bit richer.
The servant opened a bottle of wine and poured it for the two.
"For a hearty lunch..."
This is Lynch.
"For us to sit and eat together..."
This is Vera.
The two clinked glasses and drank some, and then they ate delicious food while chatting about the more interesting things in today's society.
For example, the birth of stockings.
This is a very special thing, whether it was born for women or not, the stockings immediately replaced the status of the pantyhose.
Now that traditional pantyhose is no longer worn, every girl wishes she had a nice pair of pantyhose and they will do anything for them.
There are even men wearing pantyhose - no joke, men are included in their sales pitches for companies that sell pantyhose.
After all, this is a male-dominated society. When talking about potential spending power, it is actually men who have more potential.
Maybe they overlooked something and it is precisely because the society is dominated by men that they cannot commute to get off work in stockings and shorts with a briefcase.
This is hilarious!
Just when the three of them thought it was a pleasant day, a pleasant lunch, suddenly the phone in the room rang.
Lynch and Vera both looked at the phone in the corner, both puzzled.
Lynch's inexplicable feeling is that no one should make personal phone calls at noon, especially during meals. This is stupid and leaves a very bad impression. He didn't think much about it.
And Vera's inexplicability comes from the fact that she has absolutely no idea who will call her at noon, the people of Blackstone Capital?
No, Blackstone Capital is not yet fully operational now. Many departments and functions have not been formally established and operated. It is just a place to confirm benefits for Lynch.
"Go and pick it up. If it's an unimportant person, you can tell the other person that we are having a meal, ask that person to leave his name and phone number, and we will call back after the meal."
Vera made the right decision, but the call interrupted their laughter and they started eating instead of chatting and eating.
Sometimes emotions come so suddenly, and even more suddenly when they leave!
The servant was stunned for a moment after picking up the phone, and soon she came back, "Mr. Lynch, I'm looking for you. The other party said that there is something very important and must contact you now."
"Me?" Lynch looked up at the maid and looked a little strange. He picked up the napkin and smeared the oil stains on his lips and the corners of his mouth, and stood up apologetically, "Sorry, I'll go and see what happened. "
He left his position and walked to the corner of the wall where the phone was placed, picked up the receiver, "It's me."
"Mr. Lynch, it's me, I just received some very bad news..."
It was Sergeant ~IndoMTL.com~ who was the only one who had the phone numbers of all the places Lynch might go. The others didn't know so many calls, let alone where Lynch might go.
Lynch frowned. He vaguely felt that this incident might have something to do with what was going on.
What the sergeant said next confirmed his guess.
"Our attacking force in Mariro has suffered setbacks, and many people are currently injured. There and the Ministry of Defense asked us what we plan to do next."
Lynch's voice doesn't seem nervous, like he doesn't know it's bad news, "I need an exact number, how many people are dead, how many are injured, how much strength do we have?"
There were some sounds of flipping paper in the receiver, and soon the sergeant's voice reappeared on the phone, "One hundred and twenty-nine people were killed and more than 570 people were injured, and the number should be rising. ."
Lynch frowned tightly, he walked back and forth a few steps, his back turned to the restaurant, his tone was a little unhappy, "What happened?"