For the third time, it was still the same number, and only then did Jane Sampson sigh and sullenly crawl back into the quilt.
The weighing scale is deliberately against her!
The weighing scale often varies by half a catty, but today it hasn't changed a bit.
Thinking of this, Jane Sampson suddenly slapped her head, feeling very annoyed.
Didn't she weigh herself the night she was discharged from the hospital?
Ah, if she had known that gaining a catty would earn a reward, back then she should have weighed herself early in the morning. That's the most worthwhile because a person is lightest early in the morning.
The next day after lunch, James Black carried Jane Sampson's luggage downstairs, opened the trunk, and Jane Sampson got directly into the car. Watching James Black place the suitcase in the trunk behind the car, Jane Sampson glanced around, seeing no one, and quietly called to James Black, asking him, "I'm going home. If you miss me, don't cry, okay~"
