A MA DMA N S DI A RY

Translated by YangXian;,i and CladysYang

Two brothers, whose names I need not rnention here, were both good friends
of mine in high school; but after a separation of many years we gradually lost
touch. Some time ago I happened to hear that one of them was seriously ill,
and since I was going back to my old home, I broke my
iourney
to call on
them. I saw only one, however, who told me that the invalid was his younger
brother.
"l appreciate your coming such a long way to see us," he said, "but my
brother recovered some time ago and has gone elsewhere to take up an official
post." Then, laughing, he produced two volumes of his brother's diary saying
that from these the nahlre of his past illness could be seen and there was no
harm in showing them to an old friend. I took the diary away, read it through,
and found that he had suffered from a form of persecution complex. The writing
was most confused and incoherent, and he had made many wild statements;
moreover he had omitted to give any dates, so that only by the color of the ink
and the differences in the writing could one tell that it was not all wriften at
one time. Certain sections, however, were not altogether disconnected, and I
have copied out a part to serve as a subject for medical research. I have not
altered a single illogicality in the diary and have changed only the names, even
though the people referred to are all conntry folk, unknown to the world and
of no consequence. As for the title, it rvas chosen by the diarist himself after his
recovery, and I did not charrge it.
'lonight
the moon i:
I have not seen it
hi gh spi ri ts. I begi n
in the dark; but no'
Zhaos'dog have loc
I have reason for
Tonight there is no
wl'ren I went ottt ce
were afraid of rne.
others who disctrsse
So, i ndeed, u' ere al
me, whereupon I s
were compl ete.
I was not afraid.
front were also disr
dered what grudge
l i ke thi s. I coul d nr
I wonder u' hat r
the road have agair
trod on Mr. Gu
f
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Mr. Zhao does nol
avenge hi m, thus l
then what of the c
they eye tne so str
to murder rre? Th
I know. Thev n
I can' t sl eep at n
understand
it.
Those people,
in the face by the
parents driven to
then as they di d v
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Tonight the moon is very bright.
I have not seen it for over thirty years, so today when I saw it I felt in u'usually
high spirits. I begin to realize that dLrring the past thirty-ocld years I have been
in the dark; but now I must be extremely careful. otherwise why shotrld the
Zhaos'dog have looked at me twice?
I have reason for nrv fear.
z
Tonight there is no moon at all, I know that this is a bad ornen. This rnor'ing
wl ren I went out cauti ousl y, Mr.zhao had a strange l ook i n hi s eyes, as i f he
were afraid of me, as if he wanted to murder me. There were seven or eight
others who discussed me in a whisper. And they were afraid of n.ry seeing them.
So, indeed, were all the people I passed. The fiercest anong thern grin'ed at
me, whereupon I shivered frorn head to foot, knowing that tlreir preparations
were compl ete.
I was not afrai d, however, but conti nued on my way. A group of chi l dren i n
front were also discussing ne, while their faces too were ghastly pale. I won-
dered what grudge these children corrld have against me to rnake them behave
l i ke thi s. I coul d not hel p cal l i ng out,
"Tel l
mel " But then they ran awav.
I wonder what grudge Mr. Zhao has against me, what grudge the people on
the road have against me. I can think of 'othing except that twenty vears ago I
trod on Mr. Gu
liu's'
old ledgers, ar.rd Mr. Gu was most displeased. Although
Mr. Zhao does not know him, he mr,rst have heard talk of this a'd decided to
avenge hi m, thus he i s conspi ri ng agai nst me wi th the peopl e on the road. But
tlren what of the children? At that time they were not yet born, so why should
they eye me so strangely today, as if they were afraid of me, as if they wanted
to murder rne? Thi s real l y fri ghtens me, i t i s so bewi l deri ng a' d upsetti ng.
I know. They must have learned this from their parents!
t
I can't sleep at night. Evervthing requires careful consideratior.r if one is to
understand i t.
Those people, some of whom have been pilloried by the rnagistrate, slapped
in the face by the local gentry, had their wives taken away by bailiffs or their
parents driven to suicide by creditors, never looked as frightened and as fierce
then as they did yesterday.
t. The cl taracters Cu
fi u
nrearr
"ol d."
Thi s refers to tl re age-ol d hi ston of feudal i snr i n Chi na.
l o FI CTI ON, r g l 8 - r 9 4 9
The most extraordinary thing was that woman on the street yesterday who
was spanking her son.
"Little
devil!" she cried. "I'm
so angry I could eat you!"
Yet all the time it was me she was looking at. I gave a start, unable to hide my
alarm. Then all those long-toothed people with livid faces began to hoot with
laughter. Old Chen hurried forward and dragged me home.
He dragged rne home. The folk at home all pretended not to know me; they
had the same look in their eyes as all the others. When I went into the study,
they locked me in as if cooping rrp a chicken or a duck. This incident left me
even more bewildered.
A few days ago a tenant of ours from Wolf Cub Village came to report the
failure of the crops and told rny elder brother that a notorious character in their
village had been beaten to death; then some people had taken out his heart
and liver, fried them in oil, and eaten them as a means of increasing their
courage. When I interrupted, the tenant and my brother both stared at me.
Only today have I realized that they had exactly the same look in their eyes as
those people outside.
fust
to think of it sets me shivering from the crown of my head to the soles
of my feet.
They eat human beings, so they may eat rne.
I see that the woman's
"eat
yon," the laughter of those long-toothed
people with livid faces, and the tenant's story the other day are obviously
secret signs. I realize all the poison in their speech, all the daggers in their
laughter. Their teeth are white and glistenimg: they use these teeth to eat
rTl en.
Evidently, although I am not a bad man, ever since I kod on Mr. Gu's ledgers
it has been touch-and-go with me. They seem to have secrets that I cannot
guess, and once they are angry they will call anyone a bad character. I remember
when my elder brother taught rne to rvrite cornpositions, no matter how good
a man was, if I produced arguments to tlre contrary he would mark that passage
to show his approval; while if I excnsed evildoers he would say,
"Good
for you,
that shows originality." How can I possibly guess their secret thoughts-espe-
cially when they are ready to eat people?
Everything requires careful consideration if one is to understand it. In
ancient times, as I recollect, people often ate human beings, but I am rather
hazy about it. I tried to look this trp, but my.history has no chronology and
scrawled all over each page are the words
"Cor.rfucian
Virtue and Morality."
Since I could not sleep anyway, I read intently half the night until I began to
see words between the liues.
'fhe
whole book was filled with the two words-
"Eat
peopl e."
All these words written in tlre book, all the words spoken by our tenant, eye
me quizzically with an er.rigrnatic snrile.
I too am a nlan, and they want to eat rne!
In the rnorning I sa
bowl of vegetables.
and l'rard, and its rnt
beings. After a fes r
fish or hunran flesh
I sai d,
"Ol d
Cl tt
have a strol l i n the r
he caure back and ,
I di d not ntove. I
that they would not
l eadi ng an ol cl rnan
I wotrlcl see it he lo
glasses.
'You
seetn ven'
' Yes,"
sai d I.
"l
have invited !
"All riglit," I re1
executi oner i n di sg
how fat I was, for tl
afraid. Although I r
my two fists to see
fumbled for sorne t
eyes at.rd said,
"Do
a few days, and vor
Don' t l et yotrr i
By fattening n.re o
rne? How can i t bt
stealthily tryirrg to
enottgh to Inake tr
I was so an-rused. I
the ol d tnan and r'
But my courag
sotne of my cotlrz
before he had gor
once!" My brothe
though it catne as
eating Ine is mv e
The eater of hr
I arn the
yotrrl l
I , who wi l l be t
flesh!
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4
In the rnorni ng I sat qui etl y for sorne ti me. ol d chen brought i n l unch: one
bowl of 'egetables, ore borvl of stearr.red fish. The eyes of the fish u,ere white
and hard, and i ts mouth was open
j ust
l i ke those peopl e who want to eat hurnan
beings. After a few nrouthfuls I cou]d not tell whether the slippery nrorsels were
fi sh or hunran fl esl .r, so I brought i t al l up.
I said,
"Old
Chen, tell my brother that I feel quite suffocated and want to
have a stl ol l i n the garden." ol d Chen sai d nothi ng but went ont, and presentl y
he came back and opened the gate.
I did not nrove, but watched to see how they woulcl treat rne, feeling certain
that they wotrl d not l et me go. Sure enough! My el der brothcr carne sl owl v out,
l eadi ngan ol d nran.' l ' l .rere was a murderous gl eanr i rr hi s eyes, and feari ngi hat
I woul d see i t he l owered hi s heacl , steal i ng si de gl ances at nre fronr behi ncl hi s
glasses.
'You
seen very well today," said n.ry brother.
"Yes,"
sai d I.
"l
have invited IVIr. He here today to examine you."
"All
right," I replied. Actually I krrew quite well that this old man rvas the
executioner in disguise! Feeling my pulse was sirnply a pretext for him to see
hor.v fat I was, for this rvould entitle him to a share of n-ry flesh. Still, I was not
afraid. Although I do not eat men rny corlrage is greater tl.ran theirs. I held out
rny two fists to see what he would do. The old man sat down, closed his eyes,
fumbled for some tinre, rer.nained n'rotionless for a while, then opened his shiftv
eyes and saicl,
"Don't
let vour irnagination nrn away with you. Rest quietly for
a few days, and vou will be better."
Dorr't let your irr.ragination nrn away with votrl Rest <luietly for a few days!
By fattcning me of course they'll have more to eat. But what good will it do
rne? How can i t be "better"? The whol e l ot of thenr wanti ng to eat peopl e yet
steal thi l y trvi ng to keep rrp appeararrces, not dari ng to do i t outri ght, was real l y
enough to rnake me di e of l aughter. I coul dr.r' t hel p i t, I nearl y spl i t rny si des,
I was so amused. I knew that this laughter voiced corlrage and integrity. Both
the old rnan and rny brother tumed pale, awed by n.ry cotrrage and integrity.
But rny courage
j ust
makes them al l the more eager to eat l ne, to acqui re
sorne of my courage for thernselves.
'Ihe
old rnan went orrt of the gate, but
before he l.rad gorre far he said to my brother in a low voice,
"'lb
be eaten at
once!" My brother nodded. So yotr are i n i t too! Thi s stupendous di scovery,
though i t carne as a shock, i s no rnore than I nri ght expect: the accornpl i ce i n
eating rne is rnv elder brother!
The eater of hnnran flesh is my elder brother!
I arn the yorlnger brother of an eatcr of human flesh!
I, who will be eaten by others, am the y-oulrger brother of an eater of hrman
fl eshl
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These few days I have been thinking again: suppose that old man were not an
executioner in disguise, but a real doctor; he would be nonetheless an eater of
human fesh. That book on herbs by his predecessor Li Shizhen2 states explicitly
that men's flesh can be boiled and eaten; how then can he still deny that he
eats men?
fu for my elder brother, I have also good reason to suspect him. When he
was teaching me, he told me himself, "People exchange their sons to eat."3 And
once in discussing a bad man he said that not only did the fellow deserve to be
killed, he should
"have his flesh eaten and his hide slept ot-t." I was still young
at the time, and for quite a while my heart beat faster. That story our tenant
from Wolf Cub Village told the other day aborrt eating a man's heart and liver
didn't surprise him at all-he kept nodding his head. He is evidently
iust
as
cruel as before. Since it is possible to
"exchange
sons to eat," then anythingcan
be exchanged, anyone can be eaten. In the past I simply listened to his expla-
nations and let it go at that; now I kuou'that when he gave me these explana-
tions, not only was there hurnan fat at the comer of his lips, but his whole heart
was set on eating men.
6
Pitch-dark. I don't know whether it is day or night, The Zhaos'dog has started
barking agair-r.
The fierceness of a lion, the tinriditv of a rabbit, the craftiness of a fox. . . .
/
I know their way: they are not prepared to kill outright, nor would they dare,
for fear of the consequences. Instead they have banded together and set traps
everywhere, to force rne to kill rnyself. The behavior of the men and women
in the street a few days ago and my elder brother's attitude these last few days
make it quite obvious. What they like best is for a man to take off his belt and
hang himself from a bearn, for then thev can enioy their hearts' desire without
being blamed for rnurder. Naturally that delights them and sets them roaring
with laughter. On the other hand, if a rnan is frightened or worried to death,
though that makes hirn rather thirr, they still nod in approval.
z. Farnous pharmacologist
(r5r&-r593). It is not stated inhis Compndium of Materia Medica
that human fl esh corrl d be rrsed as a nredi ci ne; thi s *es one of the del usi ons of the madman.
3.
The anci ent hi stori cal record Zuo zhuan states that duri ng a si ege i n
488
B.C. the besi eged
were so fanri shed that they
"exchanged
thei r sotts to eat."
They onl y eat dei
with an uglv look ir-
the largest bones it r
this rnakes your hair
to the cani ne sPeci r
is obviously in the
1
down, but that di d I
The most dePlor
afraid, why is he
Pl
man to what's u'rot
cri me?
[n cursing tran-!at
I shall start with hi
Actually sttch ar
Suddenly some,
not see his featurel
nodded to me his
human bei ngs?"
Sti l l smi l i ng, he
bei ngs?"
I real i zed at on
repeat mY questiol
"l s
i t ri ght?"
"What tuakes r
is very fine todav.'
"l t i s fi ne, and
He l ooked di sc
"No? Then u'h
"What are vou
"What arn I ta
and vou
can see I
His exPression
at me.
"That's tht
"Does that nu
"l
refuse to dis
for anyone to tall
I l eaped uP a
soaked with srve:
he was i n i t. He
al ready taught hi
--
pt
an
ler of
l r ci t l v
ot he
:n he
'
\nd
to be
oung
:nant
l i ver
lst as
t
can
rpl a-
lana-
heart
rrted
lare,
raPs
men
drl t
and
lout
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at h.
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They only eat dead flesh! I remember reading somewhere o[a hideous beast
with an uglv look ir-r its eye called
"hyena,"
which often eats dead flesh. Even
the largest bones it crunches into fragments and swallows; the mere thought of
this rnakes your hair stand on end. Hyenas are related to wolves, wolves belong
to the canine species. T'he other daV the Zhaos'dog eyed me several times: it
is obviously in the plot too as their accomplice. The old man's eyes were cast
down, but that di d not decei ve me.
'fhe
most deplorable is my elder brother
afraid, why is he plotting with others to eat
man to what's wrong? Or is he so heartless
cri me?
He' s a man too, so wh,v i sn' t he
me? Does force of habi t bl i nd a
that he wi l l knowi ngl y commi t a
8
ln cursit]g man-eaters, I shall start with my brother. In dissuading man-eaters,
I shall start with him too.
Actually such arguments should have convinced them long ago' '
Suddenly someone came in. He was only about twenty years old and I did
not see his features very clearly. His face was wreathed in smiles, but wher.r he
nodded to me hi s smi l e di dn' t seem geuui ne. I asked hi m,
"l s
i t ri ght to eat
human bei ngs?"
Sti l l smi l i ng, he repl i ed,
"When
there i s no farni ne how can one eat human
bei ngs?"
I real i zed at once he was one of them; but sti l l I summoned up courage to
repeat my questi on:
"l s
i t ri ght?"
"What tilakes you ask such a thing? You really are ' ' fond of a
loke'
' ' ' It
is very fine today."
,,lt
is fine, and the moon is very bright. But I want to ask you: Is it right?"
He looked disconcerted and muttered,
"No ' ' '"
"No?
'l'hen
why do they still do it?"
"What are you talking about?"
,.what
am I talking about? They are eating men now in wolf cub village,
and
you can see it written all over the books, in fresh red ink'"
His expression changed. He grew ghastly pale. "lt may be so," he said, staring
at me.
"That's the way it's always been. . . .
"
"Does that make it right?"
"l
refuse to discuss it with you. Anyway, you shouldn't talk about it. It's wrong
for anyone to talk about it."
I leaped up and opened my eyes wide, but the man had vanished. I was
soaked with sweat. He was much younger than nry elder brother, but even so
he was in it. He mr.rst have been taught by his parents. Arrd I am afraid he has
already taught his son; that is why even the children look at me so fiercely.
14 Fr cTr oN, r gl S- l g4g
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wanti'g to eat men, at the same tirne afraid of being eaten themselves, they
all eye each other with the deepest suspicion. . . .
How comfortable life would be for thenr if tlrey could rid themselves of such
obsessions and go to work, walk, eat, and sleep at ease. They have only this one
step to take. Yet fathers ard sons, husbands ancl wives, brothers, friends, teachers
and students, sworn enemies, and eve' strangers, have all
ioined
in this con-
spiracy, discouraging and preventing eaclr otlrer from taking this step.
l o
Early this morning I went to find mv elder brother. He was standing outside
the hall door looking at the sky whe' I walkecl up behind him, standingietween
hirn and the door, and addressed hi'r with exceptional poise and polit".,.rr,
"Brother,
I have sornething to say to vou."
"Go
ahead then." He turned quickly toward rne, nodding.
"ltt
nothing n*rch, but I find it hard to say. Brother, probably all primitive
people ate a little human flesh to begin witlr. Later, because their views altered,
so're ofthem stopped and tried so hard to do what was right that they changed
into men, ir.rto real men. But sonle are still eating people- just
like reptiles.
Some have cha'ged i'rto fish, birds, nronkeys, and finalry men; but those who
make no effort to do whatt right are still reptiles. when those who eat men
compare thernselves witl-r those wl.ro don't, how ashamed they rnust be.
probably
much more ashamed than the reptiles are before rnonkeys.
"ln
ancient tirnes Y Ya boiled his son for
fie
and Zhou to eat;a that is the
old story. But actually si'ce the creatio.r of lreave' and earth by
pan
Gur men
have been eating each other, from the ti're of
yi yat
son to the time of Xu
Xilin,6 and from the time of Xu Xilin dow. to the rnan ca.ght in wolf cub
Village. Last year they executed a crirni,al irr trre city, a.rd a co.,sumptive soaked
a piece of bread in his blood and suckecl it.
"They
want to eat me, and of corlrse yo* can do nothi'g about it single-
handed; but why n-urst you
ioi'
thenr? As 'rar-eaters they are capable of a.y-
thing. If they eat rne, they can eat you as well; rnernbers of the same group can
still eat each other. Btrt if yotr will
iust
change your ways, change .ight
"*"y,
then everyone will have peace. Altho.gh this has been going on silce time
4.
Yi Ya, a fa' ori te of Duke tf.an of
ei
i n the sc' e,th cent' ry 8.c., was a good cook a.rd
sycophant' Whetr the dtrke renrarked that he had never tasted the flesh ofchildreri,
yi ya
cooked
hi s own son for hi m to eat.
f
i e and Zhou uere ki rrgs of earl i er peri ods. Thi s mi sstatenrel t i s
presented as a sign of mental denrugenrent.
5.
A nrythological 6gure.
6. A revol tl ti onan' esecttted i n r9o7 for assassi rrati rrg a
Qi ng
offi ci al . Hi s heart and l i ver were
eaten.
i nrrnernori al , todav r
thi s can' t be done! I'
tenant wanted the re
At first l.re onlv srr
and when I spoke of
had gathered, amon
peer i n. I corrl d not
others were the old l,
I knew they were on,
di d not al l thi nk al i l
always been so, men
still wanted to, and r
what I sai d made the
Suddenl y my brol
"Cl ear
off, the ul
a madrnan?"
Then I real i zed p:
thei r stand, and thei
future, when I rvas e:
probably be grateful
bacl character, i t was
Oltl Chen carne
mouth. I had to wan
"You
should char'
al i ze that there wi l l I
"l f
you don' t char
you there are, you \r,
by hunters- j ust
l i ke
Ol d Chen drove
advised nle to go bac
rafters shook above r
bigger. They piled or
The weight was s
However, knowirrg t
sweat. But I had to u
"Yon
must change
know that there' l l be
The sur.r has stopped
dry.
Pi cki ng np rnv ch
rny l i ttl e si ster di ed: i
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immernorial, today we could rnake a special effort to do what is right, and sav
thi s can' t be done! I' m sure you can say that, Brother.
' l ' he
other dav when the
tenant wanted the rent reduced, you sai d i t cor-rl dn' t be done."
At first he only srniled cynically, therr a rnurderous gleam came into his eyes,
and when I spoke of their secret lre turned pale. Outside the gate quite a crowd
had gathered, among them Mr. Zhao and hi s dog, al l crani ng thei r necks to
peer i n. I coul d not see al l thei r faces. Sorne of them seemed to be masked;
others were the old lot, long-toothed with livid faces, concealing their laughter.
I knew thel' were one gang, all eaters of human flesh. But I also kneu' that they
di d not al l thi nk al i ke by any means. Some of thern thought that si nce i t had
al ways been so, men shoul d be eaten. Others knew they shoul dn' t eat men but
still wanted to, and were afraid people might discover their secret; so although
what I sai d made them angry they sti l l smi l ed thei r cyni cal , ti ght-l i pped srni l es.
Suddenl y my brother' s face darkened.
"Cl ear
off, the whol e l ot of yotr!" he roared.
"What' s
the poi nt of l ooki ng at
a madman?"
T' hen I real i zecl part of thei r cunni ng. They woul d never be wi l l i ng to change
thei r stand, and thei r pl ans were al l l ai d: they had l abel ed me a madman. l n
future, when I was eaten, not only would there be no trotrble but people would
probably be grateful to them. When our tenant spoke of the villagers eating a
bad character, i t was exactl y the same devi ce.
' fhi s
i s thei r ol d tri ck.
Olcl Chen came ir.r too in a towering tentper. But thev cotrld not stop my
mouth. I had to warn those people:
"You
should change, change from the bottom of your hearts. You must re-
alize that there will be no place for man-eaters in the world in future.
"l f you
don' t change, you may al l be eaten by each other. However many of
you there are, you wi l l be wi ped out by the rcal rnel , j trst
as wol ves are ki l l ed
bv hunters- j ust
l i ke repti l es!"
Old Chen drove everybody away. My brother had disappeared. Old Chen
advised me to go back to my room. It was pitch-dark in there. The beams ar-rd
rafters shook above n.ry head. After shaking for a while they grew bigger and
bigger. They piled on top of me.
The vveight was so great, I couldn't r.nove. They rneant that I shoLrlcl die.
However, knowing that the weight was false, I stnrggled out, dripping with
sweat. But I had to warn them:
"Yon
must change at once, change fronr the bottom of your hearts! You must
know that there'll be no
place
for man-eaters in future. . . ."
1 l
'l'he
sur-r has stopped shining, the door is never opened.
fust
trvo meals day after
dry.
Picking up my chopsticks, I thought of rny elder brother. I know now how
my l i ttl e si ster di ed: i t rvas al l through hi m. My si ster was onl y fi ve at the ti rl e.
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I can still remember l-row sweet she looked, poor thi'g. Mother wept as if she
would never stop, but he begged her not to cry, probably because he had eaten
our sister himself and so this weeping made hirn rather asharned. If he had any
sense of shame. . . .
My sister was eaten by my brother, brrt I don't know whether Mother realized
it or not.
I think Mother must have known, but when she wept she didn't say so
outright, probably because she also tho'ght it proper. I remember when I was
four or five, sifting in the cool of the hall, rny brother told me that if a man's
parents were ill he should cut off a piece of his flesh and boil it for them, if he
wanted to be considered a good son;: and Mother didn't contradict him. If one
piece could be eaten, obviously so could the whole. And yet just
to think of the
weeping then still makes my heart bleed; that is the extraordinary thing about
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I can't bear to think of it.
It has only
iust
dawned on me that all these years I have been living in a
place where for four thousand years huma' fesh has been eaten. My brother
had
iust
taken over the charge of the house when our sister died, and he may
well have used her flesh in our food, making us eat it unwittingly.
I may have eaten several pieces o[ rny sistert flesh unwittingly, and now it
is my turn. . . .
How can a man like nryself, after four thousand years of man-eating history-
even though I knew nothing about it at first-ever hope to face real men?
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Perhaps there are still children who haven't eaten men?
Save the chi l dren. . . .
7.
The doctri ne of fi l i al pi eh' used bv the feudal nrl i ng cl ass to poi son the peopl e preached
that a son shoul d, i f necessary, cut off hi s orrrr fl csh to feed l ri s parents.
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