Lu Xunzhi and his wife were having a fight on the street.
The driver who was following them finally called Song Zhen.
Song Zhen immediately called Lu Xunzhi, and started cursing: "Lu Xunzhi! How dare you lay a hand on my mom? Do you believe I'll kill you!"
Lu Xunzhi looked up at the sky, his heart full of tears: "It's your mom who's been hitting me, I didn't dare to fight back at all, just kept dodging, and she kept chasing me to hit me. Xiaozhen, even if you're biased, you should speak the truth and reason, right?"
Song Zhen was silent for a second, his tone slightly eased, and then he said: "How strong can a woman be? What's the big deal if she hits you a few times? Do you really need to complain to me?"
Lu Xunzhi put his other hand over his face, holding back the urge to cry: "I didn't complain to you, you're the one who made a big deal by calling, I'm explaining to you, how did it become me complaining to you?"
Song Zhen: "Put my mom on the phone."
Lu Xunzhi: "..."
