“What is wrong with kids nowadays? Not even recognizing their own parents?” “Girl, you’d better stop meddling in other people’s family business. Kids won’t learn if they aren’t hit.” “Exactly. Back in our day, which of us wasn’t beaten with a stick by our parents? If a small tree isn’t trimmed, it won’t grow straight.” The surrounding crowd chimed in one after another. Seeing so many people speaking up for her, Ruth felt a surge of joy in her heart, and her moans and wails grew even louder. She knew these young people were all very thin-skinned, with all the...
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