Zhou Qi was deeply aggrieved, holding a phone in one hand and slapping his thigh with the other, with a mournful expression, singing in his heart:
"Little cabbage, yellow in the field; two or three years old, lost her mother..."
"Miss Lu, in today's world, we emphasize gender equality. You can't have my master do all the housework, you need to share some of it too."
Lu Xiaoyou twirled a strand of her long hair with one finger:
"Your master now relies on me for support, as they say, the woman handles external matters, the man handles internal affairs. If he can't even do housework, living with me just to be a freeloader, what's the point of having him?"
Zhou Qi: "..."
For a moment, he was at a loss for words...
"By the way, I heard that the old lady was taken away. Have you found out where she is now?"
Lu Xiaoyou changed the subject, uninterested in discussing whether Long Xiliang needed to do housework with Zhou Qi any further.
