Having finished the barbecue, they got home past midnight.
Teacher Xie had a strict biological clock and went to bed early.
Therefore, when the father-daughter duo entered and changed their shoes, apart from the wall light left on in the entryway, the rest of the rooms were pitch-dark.
Weining couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Old Liang kindly reminded her, "While it hasn't digested yet, quickly get on the scale and take a photo. By morning, after using the toilet, it'll all be gone."
Exactly.
Giving her father an approving look, Weining expertly made her way to the living room, pulled out the electronic scale from below the TV cabinet, and stood on it.
Not more, not less, precisely one hundred.
She took a photo for evidence, then skillfully inserted a prepared piece of tin foil into the charging port. After completing everything and trying the scale again, there was no reaction.
OK, done.
