After only one night of serving, Wang Xiaojun couldn't bear it anymore. It seems that taking care of an elderly person paralyzed in bed is really hard work.
Early in the morning, Su Qingping brought millet porridge and eggs.
Wang Xiaojun finished washing up and fed the old man. The sticky millet porridge looked delicious. The pickled cucumbers also looked crisp and delicious.
After Wang Xiaojun finished feeding the old man, he went to the kitchen to get some rice but found that there was no porridge in the pot.
He came to the living room and saw Qingping watering the flowers on the balcony. He was surprised that she looked so carefree. Didn't she always look so sad and depressed?
"Qingping, is there no millet porridge?" Wang Xiaojun shouted.
"No more." Su Qingping didn't even raise her head, let alone look at Wang Xiaojun.
Who was the one who rushed to serve him tea and water before? Now no one even brought him food?
Wang Xiaojun wanted to complain to her, but suddenly he remembered that there were several times when Su Qingping brought him breakfast, and he let her take it away with disgust without even looking at it.
Forget it, I'd better go out and have a bowl of soy milk.
Wang Xiaojun opened the wardrobe to change his clothes, but found that the suit he had taken off last time was not in the wardrobe.
"Qingping, where is my gray suit!" Wang Xiaojun's tone was obviously dissatisfied.
"In the washing machine."
Su Qingping remained calm and absent-minded, trying to save as much as possible and not wanting to say a single extra word.
Under normal circumstances, if I just shouted, they would have brought it over quickly.
When did Su Qingping start to be so indifferent to herself?
Wang Xiaojun felt a sense of inexplicable loss. Where had Su Qingping, the woman who had always looked up to him and always surrounded him, gone? Why did she not take him seriously now?
Wang Xiaojun actually wanted to scold Su Qingping as usual, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.
He discovered that not only had Su Qingping's attitude towards him changed, but she had also become more energetic. She used to be in a daze and would secretly wipe away tears at any time.
But now he looks refreshed as if something good has happened.
"Please wash my suit today. I want to wear it tomorrow."
Wang Xiaojun said this in a calm tone, thinking that when Su Qingping heard him talking to her like this, she would be grateful and agree without hesitation.
But the other person still said indifferently: "I am not free today. I have to go out for something later."
Wang Xiaojun couldn't help but get angry: "Su Qingping, don't go too far, I'm giving you face, right?"
Wang Xiaojun shouted, thinking that Su Qingping would be afraid this time.
But she seemed not to hear me and continued to fiddle with the pots of flowers as usual.
"If you're not at home taking care of my dad, where are you going to show off?"
Su Qingping finally looked up at Wang Xiaojun and said, "I'm going home to see my parents and buy some clothes. I've already made arrangements with Qingqing."
Wang Xiaojun finally found the reason. It must be Su Qingqing who instigated it again, otherwise he would not dare to ignore him like this even if he killed Su Qingping.
"No, you can't go. How many times have I told you to stay out of your shameless sister's company? Don't you know what kind of person she is?"
Su Qingping said loudly, "Wang Xiaojun, stop talking nonsense here. You're talking as if you have a lot of shame. My legs are on my body. I can go wherever I want. No one can stop me."
Wang Xiaojun's face turned green with anger: "Are you fucking rebelling? I can't control you anymore. Do you still want to live like this?"
Su Qingqing laughed: "It doesn't matter whether they survive or not. I don't care! Whoever leaves, they can still live on."
Wang Xiaojun watched as Su Qingping put on her coat and walked to the door. Before leaving, she turned around and looked at Wang Xiaojun calmly:
"I forgot to remind you that people change."
No, when did she finally stand up? This all happened so fast and so unreal. Where was that timid and servile Su Qingping?
Wang Xiaojun kicked the door frame in frustration...
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