Songting's mother-in-law was also gloomy and strange. "Without my son, you will starve to death! You dare to mention divorce. You dare not lend me a few courage. What are you waiting for? Go and pour me some foot washing water!"
Mother and son sing a tune.
The foot washing basin was thrown in front of her, and dirty foot washing water splashed on Song Ting's trouser legs.
Every day, Songting has to bear the repeated humiliation of the mother and son.
No one knows what happened to her after she got married. She is not the one who is willing to admit defeat. She used to scold qimeilan and beat Wang Jian. Later, after Wang Jian slapped her, she seemed to suddenly wake up, recognize and never make trouble again.
In this case, a good person, how can not be crazy.
Wangyuzhe was indignant when he heard this. He stared at Wang Jian fiercely. There was no moment like this when he could clearly express his emotions.
Yes, he hates his father!
He grasped song Ting's clothes and wanted her to divorce and leave.
He was afraid that she would repent,
Only this time, the situation is different.
"Yuzhe, go upstairs and pack up."
Wangyuzhe looked up at Song ting. Song Ting smiled at him gently. "Go, mom is waiting for you downstairs."
Wangyuzhe was so excited that he couldn't calm down for a long time. He said "good" and immediately climbed upstairs to pack his things.
Wang Jian was stunned. For some reason, he didn't like her look. He stared at her. "Why are you staring at me? Don't be so weird here. Go and cook the porridge. Go!"
"Wang Jian, I hate your bossy face."
There was a sudden silence in the air.
Qimeilan was furious when she heard song Ting scold her son. "What are you, song Ting? You are an unworthy actor. You dare to scold my son. What are you qualified to scold?"
Songting snorted coldly, "just because he is such a person, why, he dares to do what I dare not say? Mom, you really are. You are only 60 years old. Why do you need me to take care of you all day? You can't carry a foot basin and you can't drink porridge. Why don't I feed it directly to your mouth? Anyway, you are no different from being paralyzed in bed!"
"You!"
"Oh, there's a difference. At least if you were paralyzed in bed, I would still be a dutiful daughter-in-law. But now you don't. instead, you tell your sisters that I'm lazy, that I'm grumpy, and that I'm often bad for you at home. Good! Then I'd better be a bad daughter-in-law!"
"Song Ting, are you crazy?" Qimeilan was so angry that she roared, "how dare you say that about me? How dare you say that about me
How dare she, how dare she!
Wang Jian was so angry that he said, "Songting, please apologize to my mother!"
Songting looks at Wang Jian with calm eyes and sarcastic tone, "Why should I apologize to her? I'm the one who cooks and takes care of the children every day. I'm also the one who serves her like a dog every day. She's your mother, not my mother. Why did I become the one who did these things after I married you? And why, even if I did it well, you wouldn't thank me for saying a word, but felt that I should do all these things?"
Wang Jian looked at her strangely. "You are my wife. Aren't you supposed to do all this?"
Songting smiled, "do you still know that I am your wife? Do you still remember that you are my husband?"