"So what were you doing, Master?" Qing Chen wondered.
"I went to pick out a car for you," Uncle Li Dong said, "It can't be too flashy, but it still needs good performance; it's not easy to choose. I'm quite old now, and it's actually my first time buying a car personally."
Qing Chen was puzzled, "What did those Time Travelers tell you, Master? Did they also say what a father needs to do?"
"Oh," Uncle Li Dong thought for a moment before replying, "They said quite a bit, and many people's opinions were different. Besides the majority saying a father needs to buy his son a house, some mentioned buying phones, some said cars."
Qing Chen nodded, "That does fit with the current state of the Outer World."
Uncle Li Dong gave him a look, "There's also the one who said a father needs to thrash his son; he said you have an old saying in the Outer World, 'Spare the rod, spoil the child.'"
Qing Chen: "???"
Who the heck told Uncle Li Dong that?!