He hadn't said anything before, so was Qianlan's reaction a bit too much?
Before Song Juncai could even think it through, Zhao Qianlan stepped forward and angrily punched his chest: "What breaks Qianlan's heart even more is that you doubted me!"
"Husband, you doubt me?! You think I'm having an affair? Do you think I'm a lowly prostitute?"
Tears soaked Song Juncai's clothes. He trembled all over, and couldn't think of anything else: "It's my fault, it's my fault!"
Zhao Qianlan simply turned around quietly, wiping away her tears: "If there's nothing else, you can go out. I need to cook for Mother, and after cooking, I need to boil water, and after boiling water, I need to wash clothes, and after washing, I need to take care of her bodily functions. I'll be staying at the Song residence from now on, so you can go home. We can both calm down a bit."
Upon hearing this, Song Juncai felt even more guilty, and his heart clenched.
"Let's go home! You don't need to serve me anymore!"
"Go home! I'll go back and boil water for my wife to wash her feet! I want to apologize to her!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qianlan's eyes widened, and she was overjoyed.
Unexpectedly, this accidental turn of events aroused Song Juncai's pity, making him dare to defy filial piety and that old witch for her sake!
But Zhao Qianlan still had to appear timid and hesitant on the surface: "Husband, it's not appropriate. I can't leave here. If I leave, who will take care of Mother when she needs to defecate or urinate? Who will wash Mother's chamber pot?"
"What? You want to wash the chamber pot too? What's the point of having these servants then?"
As Song Juncai listened, he felt his heart clench!
He grabbed Zhao Qianlan's hand and angrily started to walk out: "I thought you were just serving me and fulfilling your filial duty as a daughter-in-law, but who knew you would even wash the chamber pot! Qianlan, we can't take this anymore, let's go!"
Zhao Qianlan was staggered as he dragged her to the door. Song Juncai suddenly flung open the tightly closed wooden door of the small kitchen, revealing a huge crowd of people in front of her.
The maids and servants pressed their ears to the door, listening to the commotion, and were startled by Song Juncai's earlier actions, causing them to stumble.
Meanwhile, Song Xizhi was supporting Old Madam Song, and they were standing at the door of the small kitchen.
At this moment, Madam Song looked at the two people's clasped hands, her face ashen.
"You shameless slut, ridden by a thousand men and slept with by ten thousand!!!! What exactly did you do behind my son's back?"
The truth is definitely not as simple as she says!
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