Chapter 320: Black Fur, Black Donkey, Black Egg, Black Charcoal
"Mom, what are you saying..." Maria blushed once again.
The thought of Blake biting into an apple filled Maria with a sense of happiness, causing her to excitedly bite her finger.
Does Blake really like her? Will he really?
Doesn't he mind that she's older? That she's a widow?
"Mom, are you sure... he really likes me?" Maria nervously asked.
"Your mom has been alive for half a century, don’t you think she sees through a man's little thoughts?" Samantha said, her gaze suddenly becoming stern. "Maria, you don't happen to like him too, do you?"
Maria nodded sheepishly. "I'm just afraid he would mind my age."
"Maria, are you... out of your mind?" Samantha said in disbelief. "Every day you apply whitening face masks, use whitening creams, and apply foundation, all to make yourself whiter, right?
If you love fair skin so much, why would you find a dark-skinned man as your husband, just to make yourself look even whiter?"
"Mom, what are you saying? Blake... has a masculine charm..." Maria said, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"Every man has a masculine charm!" Samantha said impatiently. The thought of Blake being so dark made her feel disgust from deep within. "It would be fine if he was just slightly dark, but he's so dark, it's like he crawled out from a bottle of ink, even darker than a famous detective!"
"Mom, you are really exaggerating quite a bit now! Don't say such things about him!" Maria was getting a bit upset.
"Oh, now you're getting defensive even before your character is fully developed!" Samantha earnestly advised. "Maria, when choosing a partner, you must be picky and take your time. You can't make impulsive decisions, and you must consider not only your own generation but also the future generations!
That guy Blake is so dark-skinned, the black genes are too strong. If you have children with him, they will definitely be dark as well."
"But can't our children inherit my genes?" Maria retorted unwillingly.
"Inherit your genes?" Samantha shook her head disdainfully. "If we divide human skin colors into ten levels, you would belong to level one among white people, basic white, pale white, weak white!
And Blake, among dark-skinned people, he would belong to level ten, ultimate black, supreme black, powerful black!
With your sad little whiteness, can you compete against his powerful blackness?"
Maria: "..."
After almost 40 years of living, it was the first time she realized how great her own mother was at arguing.
"Even if... even if we have a dark-skinned child, so what?" Maria said defiantly.
"Oh my goodness, what era are we living in? It's an era where appearance matters, where high aesthetics are valued!" Samantha held up her fingers and mentioned a few names of popular online dramas. "Out of the dramas I watched this afternoon, tell me, which male protagonist is dark-skinned?
Besides, if you really have a dark-skinned child, you will never be able to walk alone at night because you won't be able to see them. They're as dark as the night, even a lantern won't be able to find their silhouette!
Of course, that's just a minor issue. After the black child goes to school, they will be called countless derogatory nicknames.
Black skin, black donkey, black
"Egg, charcoal...there's not a single word that speaks well of him. He will always grow up in self-doubt. So, for the healthy growth of our future generations, we absolutely cannot be with Black-skinned Blake."
"Mom, does this count as...racial discrimination?" Maria scratched her head. "Even if he's dark, he's not as dark as black people, right?"
"Do you really see him as white like this?" Samantha stared at Maria with a serious expression.
"Sigh!" Maria let out a deep sigh. "Mom, you should go rest! It'll be daylight in a few hours."
Samantha was indeed tired and yawned. "Remember my words, those who don't listen to the wisdom of their elders will suffer in the present!"
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