Su Ergou was a little reluctant: "Dad! I just cut these, don't throw them all away to me!"

"I know, I know!"

Su Cheng said this, and he threw it without mercy, causing Su Er's dog meat to hurt so much!

"Big tiger, two tigers and little tigers, grandpa will take you to throw them! Come!" Su Cheng picked them up one by one, grabbed their soft little hands, grabbed the bamboo and threw it in.

Snapped!

Crack!

Bang bang bang!

The three little ones screamed with excitement as they listened to the firecrackers they blew up!

"It's time for the small axe! It's time for the small axe!" Xiaohu went to shake Su's thigh, protesting strongly that his brothers had already played two rounds!

The only blame is that Father Su can't tell the three little ones apart and often hugs them by mistake.

"Okay, okay, it's time for the little tiger." Father Su put down the big tiger.

Turning around, they hugged each other like two tigers again.

Xiaohu tightened his little fist, threw his little arm back, and said frantically: "Grandpa, I am the little axe!"

Wei Ting stood in the corridor, watching this scene quietly, with a hint of softness and a hint of complexity in his eyes.

They are happy here, but one day, he will take them away.

The few people got carried away playing, but Su Xiaoxiao quietly entered the house.

Wei Ting's house.

She closed the door gently.

This was originally a small warehouse, and the door latch was broken a long time ago and has never been repaired. However, the whole family is setting off firecrackers outside right now, so they probably won't come over.

There is a large hanging scale in Wei Ting's house. Su's father brought it back from the escort agency when he was traveling as a escort. The original owner used the scale to weigh himself, otherwise he would not have known that he weighed two hundred kilograms.

A large hanging scale requires two people to lift the large scale rod and one person to hold the weight.

This is not a problem for Su Xiaoxiao.

She found a scale beam and placed it on two cabinets, and hung the hanging basket.

The quality of this basket is really good, it can carry 200 kilograms.

Uh... isn't this steelyard really used for weighing pigs?

Su Xiaoxiao hung up the heavy weight, first hanging it at the 200-jin position.

She had lost weight for a month, and it was reasonable to say that she was no longer 200 pounds, but she was wearing such thick clothes and shoes, and she still had to weigh several pounds on the scale.

It is worth mentioning that the ancient jin liang is different from the modern one. It is not one catty and sixteen taels, but one catty and sixteen taels. How else can we say half a catty and eight taels?

As for the specific weight, it varies from dynasty to dynasty.

Take this imaginary Zhou Dynasty as an example. She once measured it with a measuring cup brought from the pharmacy. One tael here is thirty grams, and one pound is four hundred and eighty grams.

So, strictly speaking, she weighs less than 200 kilograms.

"I lost eight pounds out of thin air! I'm so smart!"

Su Xiaoxiao raised her chin proudly, shook her little fat, and began to weigh herself.

She calls herself a technical person, so she failed several times along the way. Fortunately, she is considered to be a semi-technical expert. She worked hard here and there, and after sweating profusely, she finally weighed herself.

.

One hundred and eighty-five!

Lost a total of fifteen pounds!

No, there are clothes!

When weighed, no piece of clothing is innocent!

Su Xiaoxiao decisively took off her clothes.

Named above!

On the other side, Xiaohu was sleepy, holding Wei Ting's hand and looking for Su Xiaoxiao.

"Mother, I want mother."

He said in a milky voice.

Dahu and Erhu were still in high spirits, and they were having a great time setting off firecrackers with Father Su and Su Ergou.

Xiaohu went to Su Xiaoxiao's house first.

"mother."

Went to the kitchen house at the back again.

"mother."

"No." He raised his head and looked at Wei Ting aggrievedly, "I want my mother."

The door of Su Ergou and Su's father's room was open, and it was pitch dark inside, obviously no one was there.

Only the door of Wei Ting's room was closed tightly, and a faint candlelight could be seen from under the crack of the door.

Wei Ting said to Xiaohu: "Your mother is in my room."

After saying this, Wei Ting was shocked. What do you mean...in his room?

Is it possible that after living here for a long time, he really regards this place as his home?

"Mom!" Xiaohu went to push the door, but it couldn't be pushed.

He looked at Wei Ting and said, "Dad, open."

This door is a bit old, and the door mortar is a bit inflexible. Just because a child can't push it doesn't mean Wei Ting can't push it either.

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao stripped herself down to only her bellyband and underpants, she heard the sound of the little tiger's breasts squeaking.

"No, no, don't - wait a moment -"

she yelled!

But it's too late.

The door was pushed open by Wei Ting.

Wei Ting and the children should not be allowed to see her like this, as it would have a bad impact!

In desperation, Su Xiaoxiao's potential was stimulated, and there was a counterattack from the little fat paper. He swooped to the bed, pulled back Wei Ting's quilt, and got in majestically!

boom--

The bamboo bed collapsed——

Xiaohu was stunned.

Wei Ting looked at the scattered clothes on the ground, and then looked at the bed that was crushed by Su Xiaoxiao, and lying in the ruins, only wrapped in a quilt, and two white and tender little fat ones were exposed.

Legs of a girl.

"You crawled into my bed in the middle of the night?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "...I can explain."

…

"...This is the process." Su Xiaoxiao explained the weighing process to Wei Ting in detail.

Of course, she said this after she was fully clothed and Xiaohu was fast asleep in her arms.

Wei Ting said nothing.

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Don't believe it, look! The scale is still there!"

It would be a lie to say that it was not embarrassing to have such a big mistake, but who would have thought that weighing someone could tip over?

"Why did you take off your clothes?" Wei Ting asked.

"That's right!" Su Xiaoxiao said, "You skinny people can't understand the pain of us fat people!"

She is very strict about her weight!

Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand: "Forget it, you don't understand even if I tell you."

How is it possible to expect a man with mermaid lines and eight-pack abs to understand the twists and turns of her weight loss journey?

"I understand." Wei Ting said.

"Do you really understand?" Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes wide.

"Yeah." Wei Ting nodded.

Su Xiaoxiao looked relieved: "Then tonight... I'll force you and Ergou to squeeze in. I'll repair the bed tomorrow. If it can't be repaired, just be patient for a few more days and buy one for me after the Chinese New Year."

Come back to bed."
To be continued...