Lu Zhaodi stared with a pair of dull and lifeless eyes, her lips quivered several times but no words came out.
Feng Qingxue gently touched Jin Zhaodi's head, feeling a little pity for this thin, pale girl with thinning, straw-colored hair. "Sister Jiu, our leaders have said that women hold up half the sky. We are now in an era of equality. They have liberated the vast number of women who were shackled by feudalism. Women comrades can also work and contribute, there's no such thing as a 'financial burden'. Your mind is filled with old feudal thoughts, how does that reflect on Director Jin? How can a director of the political department's family favor boys over girls? How can he set an example in the army? How can he command the respect of others?"