Yu Xiao'ai changed clothes, freshened up, and came out of the room to go to the dining room for a meal.
"Sobered up?" Zhang Yi placed black rice porridge in front of her and asked sarcastically.
Yu Zhenghong winked at his wife and then asked his daughter, "Does your head hurt? Your mom was worried about your stomach feeling uncomfortable, so she specially made porridge for you."
"Thanks, Mom."
Yu Xiao'ai picked up a spoon and had a few sips of the porridge, then suddenly asked, "Dad, who took me home last night?"
"Who else, Qiqi and Meiya of course," Zhang Yi interrupted, lecturing her, "Three girls going out to eat and drink, what if something happened? You can't do this in the future, understand?"
Yu Xiao'ai was too lazy to argue with her mom, and after a few hurried bites, she left the house.
Just as she was leaving the apartment building, she ran into Uncle Bai, who was coming back from the morning market.