Chang'an, who had lost all self-respect and everything, collapsed as he ran home, hoping to find a last shred of solace and spiritual support from his mother.
But his mother, unlike usual, did not embrace him and let him cry in her arms.
This woman, once a distinguished lady, had fallen to relying on begging and scavenging to sustain life, having long been unable to hold on.
And her son's predicament became the final straw that broke her.
She went completely mad, grabbing Chang'an and telling her son in a hoarse voice...
"Your father did nothing wrong, nor were his principles wrong. It was us, his wife and child, who failed to see clearly his true nature and the essence of society."
"The strong can do whatever they want, the weak should be enslaved... this is the truth, and the fundamental reason for what has happened to us, mother and son."
"Your father is stronger than us, so he has the right to dispose of me, and even dispose of you... Little An."
