Fu Zhidong thought about what his mother said about his uncle just now.
Sometimes his clothes are cleaned up by his mother. Just now, my mother said that my uncle could not serve him well, so my mother would help him.
It was a childish remark, but it made Zhou Yamei blush in her ears.
"You have saved your mother!"
Fu Zhidong saw that his mother was angry with him, and ran downstairs with a smile.
Hearing her son stomping downstairs, Zhou Yamei turned to look back at Li Xuewu, who had started to change clothes, and said angrily, "What kind of Ecstasy have you used for my son? How can you treat him like this!" ...