"Give it here." Mrs. Qi elegantly put down the spoon.
Qi Jiu handed over the phone.
In just about three seconds, Mrs. Qi handed the phone back to him.
Qi Jiu looked and it was already on the main screen.
He twitched a little at the corner of his mouth, "Mom, you must have known long ago..."
Qi Jiu turned to ask, "Grandma... what about you?"
He confidently thought, his grandma is an old lady, surely she wouldn't use a smartphone.
Madam Qi: "Give it here;"
Then quickly, the phone was handed back to him, Qi Jiu looked—oh damn, it was unlocked again.
Qi Jiu felt like he was greatly shocked.
"You guys... you guys..."
Mrs. Qi: "What's wrong?"
Qi Jiu asked: "How do you all know my phone password?"
Then his elder sister said something that severely hurt his self-esteem, "Do you even need a brain to think about your password?"
Qi Jiu almost cried, "You..."
Why is it that his phone password doesn't require any thinking?
