With the leftover scrap material yielding nothing more usable, Fu Ying tossed it into the backyard utility room, leaving it for Mom Fu to use as firewood.
Hearing Fu Ying hammering and tapping away in her room without ever coming over to check on her, Mom Fu waited until the commotion finally stopped to mosey over and take a look.
It was a bit ugly, but quite successful.
Chapter 107