Human nature is like this—truth often cuts to the bone, and reality is harsh.

As a child, how your relatives treat you basically depends on the “low position” of your parents.
After you get married, how often relatives keep in touch depends on the status of the person in your household.
The poor stand at a four-way intersection and play with ten steel hooks—but they can’t hook their own kin and flesh.
The wealthy go play with knives, guns, and staffs in deep mountains and old forests—but they can’t break apart a heartless crowd of acquaintances.
Other people’s attitude toward you hides the coordinates of your worth—you can flatter, but don’t lose your self-respect.