The hand of God caressed my head, and a voice gently sounded by my ear: child, repent, speak it out, and you will be liberated and feel refreshed. You will see how blue the sky is ahead, and you will melt into the blue sky. A friend of mine sent me a set of discs, which is a TV series called "Nanny / Mom". He said that Beijing TV is broadcasting it now. If you don't have time to watch it on TV, you can watch the disc instead. It's really worth watching. At the same time, he made a bet with me. If I finish watching it without shedding tears, he would wash my car for a month personally. Conversely, if I lose the bet, I would wash his car for a month. Haha, I was so happy and proud because finally someone would wash my car for free! During the holiday, I hurriedly finished watching this 26-episode continuous drama. My family watched it every day, waiting for the three episodes broadcasted each day. I said we could watch the DVD together, but she said no. She wanted to watch three episodes, savor them, then reflect on them, and think about whether I had similar experiences so that she could hold it against me later. I was dizzy and gritted my teeth in anger... What an unexpected disaster! Oh heaven, earth, Buddha, Bodhisattva, Christ, Jesus, Virgin Mary, thank goodness we haven't gone up the mountain or down to the countryside.
I thought that after years of working in the media, having seen so much, experiencing ups and downs, twists and turns, and various emotions such as anger and secret joy, my fragile, petty-bourgeois, sentimental, tender, young-not-old heart had been wrapped in a hard shell made of space metal that could resist all kinds of attacks, unlike turtle shells that have holes - mine didn't. But after finishing the show, I found that I still had a soft spot - the iron shirt kung fu also has its vital point. So I can only console myself with one of Uncle Benshan's lines: "This can exist." It was this small, soft vital point that cost me dearly - washing my buddy's car for a month. After arduous, extraordinary diplomatic negotiations (fortunately, I studied this), it was changed to me paying for the car wash instead of doing the labor personally.
A while ago, I wrote on my blog about some thoughts after watching "Infiltration" and "Commander", being touched by the characters and plots, which caused resonance and debates among some netizens. But I always felt that those were far from us. This time, however, "The Nanny Mom," which wasn't even hidden around us, truly awakened the long-dormant, deeply buried tenderness, forgiveness, and love in my heart. The nanny mom in the show, facing her own flesh and blood under various external forces unable to recognize each other, still had to endure the reality of her adopted son leaving her after more than 20 years of hardship. The other three mothers also had their own difficulties, making people sigh and feel sorrowful. However, I became more interested in the male lead played by Wu Gang, a character analyzed from another angle. The male lead, Professor Tang, was successful in his career, diligent and frugal, fully protecting his family and loved ones, a typical good husband, good father, and good teacher. But he also had pain in his heart, which was the original sin he committed when he was a youth in order to return to the city. This was his eternal original sin, the epitome of that generation. Then, how can this original sin be redeemed? Professor Tang selfishly wanted to adopt the method of ending his own life to seek liberation, to repent for the original sin he cast 30 years ago, but he did not die. He solved the seemingly unsolvable problem in a more positive way. What moved me and made me lose the car wash fee for a month was that the producers did not use preaching or big principles to interpret this issue, but rather used kindness, love, and family affection to无形中化解this problem that everyone may face in life. High, really high.
In today's world dominated by war, espionage dramas, and tear-jerkers, using a nearly ideal humanity to extinguish all past problems and achieve a transcendent harmony, it is precisely this tolerance, understanding, and harmony that we are all pursuing that led me to watch episode after episode until I was in tears, until I lost my car wash money. Wiping away my tears, I muttered: Can repentance redeem sins? Why do I see something different? Why do those who stand up and tell the truth, those who repent, often not get good results? Why do those who stubbornly refuse to admit guilt often end up unscathed, while those who bravely take responsibility often bear a heavy burden for life? What would the spirit of football referee Gong Jianping, who admitted to blowing a black whistle, say? And what happened to those who instructed him to blow the black whistle? Are they still living well? Thus, we might conclude: Repentance is foolish, whoever repents dies. Is it the logic of the bandits? Maybe. But that should not be what we pursue. As the show suggests, original sin can be redeemed. Therefore, I suggest that comrades should take a look at this exploration of human nature in the post-knowledgeable youth era, or what I call the post-repentance era. Many of my great gods are rubbing the top of my head hh.