Bai Jie's mother cooked in person and arranged a table of Huaiyang dishes. As soon as it was seven o'clock in the evening, she smiled and said, "It's time to eat." You can talk while eating!"

Jia Youwei and Mao Gui stood up and walked towards the dinner table. At this time, the little gluttonous cat Mao Xiaoxue couldn't hold back the desire in her heart, and she was most anxious to go to the table.

"What are you in a hurry? Bai Jie was quite dissatisfied with her daughter's performance, which was completely a manifestation of a lack of tutoring.

"Little girls are like that. My daughter is like her. Jia Youwei didn't mind at all, but excused Mao Xiaoxue and said good things.

"Aren't we going to wait for Dad to come back and start dinner?" Mao Gui asked suddenly and casually.

"What are you going to do with that useless waiting? "Bai Jie's mother has always disliked her son-in-law. At the beginning, his daughter insisted on marrying Mao Dalong, and she wanted to be an honest and highly educated teacher for him.

Moreover, if the daughter didn't think about the child at that time, she couldn't be born without her father, and raised her son alone.

At this time, Jia Youwei will be more or less moved, after all, a woman has guarded his chastity for more than ten years. However, this is not how things turn out.

Just now, Mao Gui actually called someone else's father in front of his own father. She was really afraid that her grandson would anger a certain nerve of Jia Youwei.

One after another, they sat down around the dinner table. Before this, Jia Youwei was arranged by Bai Jie's mother to sit in the position of the head of the family, but he categorically refused, and took the initiative to choose to sit next to his son to the side. As for the reason, it is easier to speak.

"If I'm not mistaken, Jia's dinner time is seven o'clock. I don't know if this time has changed?" Bai Jie's mother began to say.

"It has always been, it has never changed. Jia Youwei didn't have any sense of restraint, even if it was the first time he sat down with them to eat, he didn't see outside.

On the contrary, it made Bai Jie's mother and daughter very restrained. In the past, they were just subordinates of the Jia family, and they were completely unqualified to eat at the same table with their masters. Now, they are sitting together.

"Drink some bars!" Bai Jie's mother rummaged through the long-cherished Moutai liquor in the house, and opened the package as she spoke.

"No need. Jia Youwei said bluntly before she unscrewed the bottle cap.

Bai Jie's mother is not good to persuade again, since the young master said no, then it is really not to. So, she put the bottle with the outer packaging removed on the table.

"Today's time is too rushed, only these few dishes have been made, and I hope you don't dislike it. Bai Jie's mother said with a smile on her face.

"That's already good. I came to visit you suddenly without greeting you beforehand, because I was not thoughtful and disturbed you. Jia Youwei said sincerely.

"There, it's all family. Bai Jie's mother blurted out happily.

At the same time that Bai Jie's word "Mom" came out of her mouth, she also took the initiative to stretch out her right hand and pull the corner of her clothes downward.

"Look at what my mouth says, and what do you say? Bai Jie's mother was extremely enthusiastic about Jia Youwei's dishes.

Jia Youwei held the chopsticks in his right hand and took a part of the big meatballs, and then sent them to his mouth to taste them, and the taste was really good.

"How's it going?" asked Bai Jie's mother with a blank eye like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to grade her.

"And I can use a good word. Jia Youwei smiled.

"Then try my big boiled dried shreds. "Bai Jie's mother is happy to open her way.

Mao Gui, who was sitting in Jia Youwei's hands, although he didn't know what the origin of this uncle he met for the first time was, he really felt the strangeness of his mother, especially his grandmother.

"Uncle Jia, I don't agree with some of your previous statements. Is it true that if the country is poor, there can be no democracy?" Mao Gui never forgot his denial of himself.

Jia Youwei slowly put down the chopsticks on his right hand, crossed his fingers on both hands, and said calmly: "That is a kind of African-style democracy."

As for the kind of democracy you are talking about, it needs to be based on an idealized statecraft in a highly developed country where more than half of the people enjoy a rich material life, are well educated, and have independent ideas.

What is the actual situation in our country? Fundamentally, the problem of feeding the people of the whole country has been solved, and it has not risen to the level of what you said.

What's more, the lord that the people at the bottom want is not the lord of democracy, but the lord of your decision for him. What they want is what they can see at the moment, the most tangible thing.

Suppose I run for mayor of Jiangdu, I only need one million votes to be overwhelmingly elected. So, you vote for me, and I'll give you five dollars.

I raised the price to 10 yuan a piece. If I don't sell it for 10 yuan, I'll raise it to 20 yuan a piece. By analogy, even if I buy a vote for 100 yuan, it will only be 100 million.

If someone wants to sell at a price, and sell a golden doll at the price, I can also create panic, and then produce a herd effect.

The first 100,000 ballots are 100 yuan each, from 100,000 to 200,000, it becomes 90 yuan each, 200,000 to 300,000, 80 yuan to each ticket, and decreasing gradually.

You see, how many people will not sell? Democracy, the right to vote by universal suffrage can still be swayed, and in the hands of these people, it is like a gold bill. ”

"You're a bribe, it's illegal. Mao Gui retorted.

"I legally advertised all over the world, bombarded the people with all kinds of carpet fatigue, and put forward a lot of beautiful programs and blueprints.

As for whether or not I will be honored after I am elected, that is another matter. In fact, the vast majority of Chinese today do not care about democracy, and the most important thing is to make money, make more money, and make their own small life better and better.

Our country has never had this culture of two sides sitting down and talking, and our culture is that either you stand and I kneel, or I stand and you kneel.

What's more, what bargaining chips and qualifications do the middle and lower strata have to negotiate with the middle and upper strata? Is it possible to display slogans and banners to demonstrate peacefully, and sing another song by the way?

Is democracy so easy to come by? It cannot be taken away without violence, without force, without bloodshed, without dead people. Grandpa Tai couldn't have made it clearer, there is power out of the barrel of a gun. The same goes for democracy. Jia Youwei said solemnly.