01/13/24 - All five of her immediate inheritors would split her estate, and each get 1/5th.
[Warning: photos of deformed baby hands in today’s post.]
A blogger posts screenshots of the Quora question, “If China were invaded by Japan again, would Chinese people stay and fight for their country?” and shows a compilation of Chinese answers to the question:
“You’d have to pull connections to get to fight one enemy.”
“Yeah, there’s only 1 per 14 of us T_T”
“Let me put it this way, just hearing about this is making me excited.”
“Japan: I surrender. Translator: He says he thinks he can still win.”
“There’d be a real-time leaderboard for kills.”
“Can I get Oguri Shun’s head? He’s my idol, I want to be the one to behead him.”
“It’s our turn to do some replication studies on those human experimentations.”
A tiktok video showing the cafeteria breakfast at someone’s company:
Comments say, “I bet their dishwasher wants to kill themselves.”
“Six bowls of carbs…”
“Any company that bothers to provide breakfast has got to be a pretty big deal.”
“If there’s no yogurt, then it’s not a government cafeteria. Probably a second-tier tech company—first-tier tech companies have better bowls and plates than this.”
[Warning: the pictures are in this post!]
“We did all our pregnancy checkups at Chengdu’s Wenjiang Women and Children’s Hospital. Every month, we went in for various checks and tests, exactly as our doctor told us to do. Every time, the results came back positive. Every time, my wife would ask the doctor if the baby is healthy, and every time, he told us the baby was doing great. But the day he was born, the whole family’s happy mood was shattered. After our baby was born, they said he was a deformed baby with fused fingers and missing segments in his fingers. I went to the hospital to demand answers, but the managers there refuse to see me. I went to the Wenjiang Department of Health, and they just kicked me back and forth to the Wenjiang Hospital. I’ve went to every major hospital in Sichuan, and nobody can fix it. Can someone please tell me what to do? Where can I find a hospital that can help?”
Comments say, “Go get yourself a doctor! Quickly! Other people in the comment section has already mentioned, but one of your kiddo’s fingers has been cut off by his umbilical cord! His blood isn’t circulating. If you want any longer, he’ll lose that finger entirely! Quick! Quick! Quick!”
“Hands and feet aren’t included in the ultrasound to check for deformities.”
“I understand you’re upset, but deformed fingers don’t affect your kiddo’s health, and can be fixed afterwards with surgery. Pregnancy checkups in hospitals only look for genetic problems and overall structural development. Ultrasounds can’t check for fused fingers—no country in the world has a machine good enough for this. And it would require a baby who absolutely perfectly holds their hand up and spreads their fingers out for it to be visible anyways.”
A tiktok video of a baby who’ll let daddy eat her fries but not mommy:
OP says, “A lot of people have commented on my video about how my baby won’t let me eat her food, and then my husband said I was a glutton. This is just how she’s always been. She’s pretty much only generous towards her dad. No one else can get anything from her. I have no idea if this has anything to do with how she was raised.”
Comments say, “Mom is a glutton. Don’t give it to mom. Is mom stealing your food? Don’t let mommy take your food. [lines from the dad in the video] And you still don’t realise what the problem is?”
“I would let her know that the fact that she has food at all is only by virtue of my mercy.”
“Throw the fries in the old one’s face. Throw the ketchup in the little one’s face.”
“Waiting for advice on how to reply here! It’s so stifling!
I’m just confused, man. I hung out with my friend this afternoon, took her out to boba tea like normal, ate some desert, and then walked along the street and bought some more snacks, and then went home. And in the evening, I suddenly get bombarded with all these texts, and I’m like, “The hell did I do?” Am I wrong for buying some stuff? I’m spending my own money, what business is it of anyone else’s? And isn’t it normal to spend 20-something bucks in Sichuan to buy some marinaded goodies? I gave her a New Year’s gift out of the goodness of my heart, and she thinks I’m using her as a trash can? I don’t know if I’ll ever give out gifts anymore. She’s going on, being really envious, and I just don’t know how to reply. When I told my family about this, they just told me to don’t hang out with her again. I just feel like I became someone’s punching bag. God, I feel so upset! Like, I don’t even know what to reply. I feel like anything I could say would just make it worse.”
Friend: “Maybe I’m just too sensitive. When you said that 22 bucks for marinaded goodies [usually offal plus turnips or potatoes] was really cheap, I felt like we didn’t live in the same world. I guess I’m too useless—I’ve never bought marinaded goodies growing up. I guess you make enough money in a month as I make in two years.”
Friend: “It’s all my fault. I don’t have connections or resources, and just want to live a quiet and pointless life. I don’t fit in with anyone, and I don’t want to get involved in anything. I just want to live, that’s all. So I’m a weirdo. This is bound to be how I end up. Like, I can study super hard and still not absorb any information. I don’t want to work too hard either because I don’t want to wear myself out. I just live in my own world all day long, and I’ve never made a positive impact on anyone around me. You don’t have to waste time on me. Everyone around you is super awesome.”
Friend: “Maybe there’s something wrong with my head. I mean, among mental health patients, I’m doing pretty well for myself.”
OP: “I don’t feel like I’m too awesome. We’re all normal people, making money so we can live. Otherwise, who would be willing to pull all-nighters all the time for work and only sleep 3 hours a day? I’m always working while other people are sleeping.”
Friend: “Sorry, sorry, I just kind of ended up spewing all the thoughts I’ve been keeping a lid on. Sorry I’ve bothered you. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Maybe I’ve just been keeping it bottled up for too long.”
Comments say, “My suggestion is to get the hell away from her. If she gets too jealous, you never know if she might decide to stab you one day, or hurt you some other way. She’s so extreme.”
“You chose this negative energy friend yourself. You family’s very lucidly pointed out to get away from her already. This is all your own coices.”
“Say, “Nah, it’s my fault. I didn’t keep the distance between us in mind, and made you uncomfortable. Sorry, I’ll make sure to keep my distance from now on. I wish you the best!””
“By the time China and Thailand can visit each other without visas in March, let’s see what those bitch merchants in Hainan will do.
My mom’s went to Hainan before, and gotten sea food, and the servings weren’t even enough to fill her and my step-dad up. They’re old, so they don’t have much of an appetite to begin with. And they ended up spending over 1000 RMB on that meal. And I hear from my Sanya friends that cost of living is insane there. A pound of ribs is 50 RMB. If it’s during the holidays, it can get up to 100 RMB! Potatoes are 7 RMB per pound! Can you imagine!? I don’t even dare to imagine.
Either way, after March, every time I want to visit the beach, I’m gonna be going to Thailand instead.
For the same price, you can get a super fancy hotel in Thailand, but you’d only be able to get a normal hotel in Sanya.
Don’t say that I’m a westaboo or whatever. The visa exemption between China and Thailand is meant to develop diplomatic relations between us, and going over to vacation would be helpful to our country’s development too.”
Comments say, “But aren’t the tickets going to and from Thailand more expensive?”
“No other coastal cities in China will do for you?”
“There’s already a visa exemption now. You can go right away.”
A tiktok video showing a 188 RMB per serving Caesar salad from a high-end restaurant in Shanghai:
Comments say, “Don’t think we don’t know—I’m sure they’re saving up all the centres of the lettuce and making a “Lettuce Heart Stir Fry” for 288 a plate.”
“He was wearing the same gloves while pushing the cart along. That’s so gross. I would never eat it.”
“For 188 RMB per serving, plus a 18.8 RMB tip, he won’t even wear a mask while making it? The way he talks all the way through making it, are we supposed to eat his spit?”
“I find that a lot of people have a lot of misunderstandings about how inheritance law works. If you read more societal news, or more court rulings, and check them with the corresponding laws, you’ll find that our laws don’t work remotely the way you think it works.
I’ll tell you about an example that actually happened in real life.
A man and a woman get divorced because the man has a mistress. The man marries his mistress, and the woman leaves with half their marital property. Their daughter is pretty old by then, a teenager. Theoretically, the man got custody, but he never asked the woman for child support. And you know how stepmoms work. She did everything in her power to squeeze the daughter from this family. So in the end, the daughter actually ended up growing up with her mom anyways.
By the time the daughter grew up, she turned out to be a total lovesick harebrain too, and fell in love with a penniless young man and insisted on marrying him. So the mom figured, if she wanted her daughter to live a comfortable life and not make her mistake again, she gave almost all of her property to her daughter before marriage, so that it’d be her premarital property and have nothing to do with her husband.
And then? The daughter got in a car crash and died. Although her husband doesn’t share any marital property with her, as her spouse, he’s got inheritance rights. They’ve got a child between them too, and the child has inheritance rights too. And as his father, her husband basically has control of that portion of inheritance too.
Of course, he and his child aren’t the only inheritors. The girl’s parents also quality. But keep in mind, “parents” here doesn’t just refer to her biological parents. Even the stepmom who spent the whole time bullying her is included as an inheritor. Since legally speaking, her dad had full custody and her dad lived with her stepmom for a while, legally speaking, her stepmom counts as having “raised her”. And any step-parents who were involved in raising you has the same rights when it comes to care and inheritance as biological parents. Even if this girl had lived, her stepmom could sue her for elder care and hospital bills.
So after this girl passed away, all five of her immediate inheritors would split her estate, and each get 1/5th. Her husband actually controls 2/5th. Her dad and her stepmom (the mistress who ruined her family) would get 2/5th between them (since they’re still married and all). And it’s the original owner of all this money, her biological mom, who gets the smallest share, just 1/5th.
Sounds ridiculous, right? And yet, that’s how laws work.”
Comments say, “I’ve seen this example. If I recall, there were over 20 pieces of real estate in first-line cities involved. After hearing the decision, the mom threw up blood in the court house.”
“If your daughter is a lovesick harebrain, then it’s ever more important to keep your money in your own hands.”
“This is why you need to write a will. It’s a lot more reliable.”
“Full-time mom asking for money. I never get a response.
Got pregnant, gave birth, and work myself to the bone every day taking care of this baby. And my in-laws never check in on me or the baby. I do everything at my mother’s house. My parents subsidise me and my kiddo.
It’s almost the New Years, and everyone else is buying new clothes and shoes. I never go out, so I don’t even have any proper outfits. They’re all super ugly and loose. I have no confidence.
I begged for money all afternoon, and only got 200 RMB by the evening.
I’m wearing 29.9 RMB pants from Temu, 17.9 RMB long-sleeved sweater, and my kid’s using diapers which are 40 cents per diaper…
Staring at this 200 RMB, I ended up bawling my eyes out. He left 4 days after my baby turned one month old. I’m taking care of this baby all by myself, and often can’t even find time to eat. Now the baby is 6 months old, smart, outgoing, and yet my husband still treats me like I’m a beggar he’s looking down on. If I ask for it, he’ll throw a hundred or two hundred bucks my way. If I don’t ask, he never gives me anything.
I guess in his eyes, I only deserve to suffer. I don’t deserve to buy myself a 200 RMB outfit.”
Comments say, “Get a divorce and find yourself a job. You can’t have dignity without money. Don’t put your hopes on a man realising his mistake. You got to save yourself.”
“When you said he “left”, I thought you meant he died.”
“If you’re not gonna get a divorce, I’m going to assume you’re just showing off.”