Yaleriga proposed a situation that Luo Binhan had never imagined. Jing Huang's parents do exist. They are not some distant and vague concept. They have names, jobs, and household registrations just like his own parents. These details that suddenly appeared on his face made him lose his sense of reality. And he still remembered the woman he saw in his hallucinations, and the image was like a replica of the opposite sex of Jing Huang.
He wanted to ask Yalayliga about Jinghuang's mother, but Yalayliga was busy with business. She told Luo Binhan that she still had some aftermath work to do outside, and since Jing Huang had temporarily lost consciousness, they could not stay in the same place for a long time.
Luo Binhan heard Feng Jianzhahu's intention from her words. That was indeed more urgent than answering his question, and the news about Jing Huang's father was enough for him to digest for a while. So in the end, he let Yaleriga leave and left this incredible marriage relationship for another time.
Yaleriga walked out like the wind. Luo Binhan sneaked up next to Jing Huang with a little hesitation, pulled the latter's hair out of habit, and then opened his eyelids to take a look. It felt like he was playing with a finely crafted leather puppet, which made him immediately let go of his hand in discomfort.
The question of his life experience still bothered him, reminding him of some details of the past when Jing Huang lived in his home. For example, the TV series Jing Huang watched in Lihai City - although he did not show any appreciation - seemed to all have women as the first characters, and there might also be a few male characters in the background for love. But as far as Luo Binhan knew, that had never been the main attraction. Some time ago, Luo Binhan also discovered the viewing records of the final episodes of "Balala Fairy Castle" and "Magic Soldier Girl" in his paid account on a video website - his sister has not liked this kind of subject matter since she was in elementary school. I love looking at the butts and chest muscles of bodybuilding male celebrities.
At that time, Luo Binhan attributed this to the curiosity of cultivating aliens about animal life, but now he feels that this does not seem to be the case. Does that reflect Jing Huang’s childhood environment to some extent? Or is it just that the hostility towards the biological father is directed towards all “father” figures?
No distance. Every time Luo Binhan thought of this word, Fake's face always popped into his head. The process of his understanding of Fake was related to Zhou Yu. The specific details are now a bit blurry, but he still remembers that it was in a hospital. At the time, Falk was working as a programmer for a pharmaceutical company and was visiting a colleague who had fallen into a long-term coma.
Luo Binhan had forgotten why he and Zhou Yu went to that hospital, but Zhou Yu seemed to know Fake's comatose colleague. Luo Binhan only vaguely remembered that the man's surname was Lei.
What followed was full of the feeling of a dream, and he could only piece together some causes and consequences intermittently. But in any case, Farke's impression on him was not bad.
In fact, Fake's attitude towards dealing with ordinary people is definitely much better than Jing Huang's. He would bring ordinary lilies to visit ordinary colleagues who had been sleeping for a long time, and he could also talk about movies or movies with Luo Binhan normally. Luo Binhan didn't remember how he smiled, but he never saw him looking coldly at the primitive residents of the trap zone. When walking, I always keep a distance of more than half a meter from others. Even if I don't have a car, I will wait for the green light in a strict manner and occasionally announce some extraordinary words such as "I will never work overtime."
A friendly, introverted, ordinary bald coder with a bit of a peculiar temperament, this was the impression left on Luo Binhan by Fake, whom Jing Huang called "0312". It was really difficult for him to connect the other party with the Infinite Star described by Yaleriga.
Luo Binhan walked out of Jing Huang's room and headed towards the greenhouse while remembering Fake. He went to Lan Que out of habit and wanted to ask her about Wuyuan Star, but in the end he came to nothing. There was no wooden shell apprentice in the greenhouse, only Marin sitting at the table with a rather complicated set of metal instruments.
"What are you doing?" Luo Binhan asked.
Marin told him that he was detoxifying the fire bugs so that he could continue to make raw materials for brewing. Luo Binhan stared at his face and estimated that he had almost recovered physically.
"You drink less." He said to Marin.
"Why are you so careful?" Marin replied, "Replacing an organ may be expensive, but it doesn't cost much to repair some damage caused by alcoholism."
"Are you rich now?"
"Write a few songs and you'll be fine." Marin shrugged. "I think this is a good fit for writing a song, as long as our captain's real name is not revealed."
Luo Binhan reacted for a while before he knew what Ma Lin was referring to. He didn't know how much Marin knew now, and he didn't dare to tell the other party about his part in this matter. He could only ask Marin about it in a circumstantial way.
"It seems that our captain is indeed something special." Marin said, "I went to attend the Summer Holy Day Festival. It was indeed a carnival, but not as exciting as I imagined. I thought they were going to do something apocalyptic. Traditional programs, such as temporary weddings, group sex in the wild, animals..."
Luo Binhan, who was drinking juice, choked and coughed, and quickly warned Marin: "There are some minors on the boat, stop talking nonsense."
"You're practicing formalism." Marin said nonchalantly. "There can't be real 'children' on this ship, okay? You are fucking pirates. Even you have beaten up the interstellar police. No one will be beaten by a few." The ** stuff scares me.”
Luo Binhan admitted that his statement was indeed reasonable, but he still insisted on cultivating a sense of moral ritual and classified both Jing Huang and Zhou Ba into the minor group.
He was still struggling with the Wuyuan issue in his heart. When Ma Lin handed over the trial fire wine, Luo Binhan asked him: "You said if a person is born without a father or a mother, how would he feel?"
"You mean orphans?"
"No."
Luo Binhan thought about the wording for a while, and then said: "It's not the kind of person whose parents died, but the kind who was born without parents. Not only did he not have them, but no one around him did. He didn't know that the concept of parents existed."
"Understood." Marin said, "You want to ask about the public raising system? That is not common in the alliance, but it is not particularly rare. That's what the Holy Fusion Crystal Envoys do. They rely on a so-called holy land to cultivate their offspring, and then Then hand them over to specialized trainers to raise. That is definitely much easier to deal with than babies born from carbon-based organisms, so there is usually no problem. They don’t even have genetic relatives, and of course they don’t have parents. In my opinion, that’s really important for them. It doesn’t bother you. Because they are not needed in the first place! If you think about it, you don’t have a uterus, it won’t bother you, because you never thought you should have one. If you suddenly have one, it will make you feel at a loss. ”
Luo Binhan was shocked by his metaphor and couldn't help but protect his belly. He went through a fierce mental struggle, and then asked sadly: "What if it suddenly happens?"
Marin was shocked: "You have it? How did you get it?"
"I'm talking about my fucking parents. What do you think would happen if the Saint Fusion Crystal suddenly had a biological father or a son?"
Marin thought blankly for a while, and then said hesitantly: "I can't imagine that kind of scene. It's completely inconsistent with their social cognition. There is no word 'father' in their native language... That will definitely make They're shocked, and maybe there's electricity flowing through them. That's what they do when they're mentally disturbed."
"So what do they think of their relative?"
Marin couldn't answer at all. Luo Binhan felt depressed and drank all the wine in the glass in a few sips.
"Do you think it would be better to cancel the marriage system?" He asked a little dazedly, "I don't see that marriage can make love last longer. Maybe canceling it is not bad?"
"That depends on the specific situation." Marin also replied a little sadly, "And you are wrong, my friend. Marriage is not prepared for love. It is about power, status, property, inheritance... Unless these You don't want anything, or you don't have anything at all. If there is no marriage, how can your mother take away the compensation that belongs to her when she leaves? That will at least make the betrayer of the common interests pay some cost."
Luo Binhan thought for a while and admitted that Ma Lin was right. Both his mother and he did benefit greatly from the institution of marriage.
"I still don't understand this question," he said a little dazedly. "Do you remember Shas? Did you say his parents got married?"
"I guess not."
"But I remember that the lizard demon has very high requirements for the loyalty of its partners?"
"That's for the same kind, but I can't guarantee that it will be the same for the different ones. The consequences of the union of the two types are usually not very good. Don't you have that masterpiece written by the White Tower Master on your bookshelf? You haven't read it yet?"
"Which one?" Luo Binhan asked blankly.
Marin doesn't seem to remember the title of the book clearly. So he and Luo Binhan supported each other and walked back to the bridge room to find the book he mentioned. As expected, it was placed on the bookshelf in the bridge room, and it had been spotted by Luo Binhan a long time ago.
Luo Binhan fell into the soft seat next to him and grabbed the book on his knees. He used to only think that the title of this book was unusually long, but now he noticed what was painted on its cover: the front was the desert and the sky, and the back was the dark deep sea.
He opened "Swimming Fish and Flying Birds - A Comparison of the Similarities and Differences of the Second Type Combination Phenomenon in Folklore of Various Star Realms".
