Zhou Xuennian was sprayed with a torrent of harsh rebukes, feeling even angrier in his heart, but he dared not howl at his mother, after all, she was his birth mother, and the duty of filial piety weighed heavily on him.
Madam Lu dared not wail either, merely sniffing and sobbing with her head down.
"Where is Dajun now?" Old Lady Zhou again turned to her eldest daughter-in-law, saying don't even start with not knowing—as if she would believe that.
Madam Lu lifted her head, weakly saying, "I asked him to stay at my mother's house for a few days." Fearing that her mother-in-law would demand his return, she hastily added, "Mother, you mustn't let Dajun come back. Wufu, that damned creature, he's capable of cruel deeds."
While speaking, she touched her own chin as if checking to see whether it was still there.
Old Lady Zhou scoffed coldly, "Now you realize that girl is not to be trifled with!"
Madam Lu pursed her thick lips and, without a word, stealthily glanced at her husband.
