I Took My Son to Court

"I Take My Son to Court" is a realist masterpiece that penetrates into the bones of Chinese families. It starts from the uneven hotness and coldness of a New Year's Eve dinner, and peels away the hidden pain of an ordinary family for twenty years - those partialities hidden under "for your own good", those hurts in the name of "jokes", and those abandonments packaged in "pragmatism". When the mother finally took her second son to court, what we saw was not only a family lawsuit, but also a collective accusation of "inferior children" in countless Chinese families. The author uses scalpel-like strokes to describe how Li Chenghui started from the watershed of the college entrance examination and gradually became the background of the family: his brother's wedding was his execution ground, the blind date market was his scale, and the simple marriage was his starting point. Every detail begs the question: When love is quantified into the amount of betrothal gifts, gift price tags and differential treatment in the kitchen, what is left of family affection? This novel holds a mirror up to the dark side of the traditional family, revealing the unspoken hierarchies and unacknowledged hurts. It tells us: Some cracks begin with a neglected candy and end with an irreversible collapse. Everyone who feels "unworthy" in the family will find themselves reflected in the book.