Ruan Jianguo moved the items he bought for Ruan Jiaojiao into the room, then stood at the doorway, stroking his chin and frowning. He felt something was missing.
He called the Ruanlin Family to ask, and after glancing inside, she asked doubtfully, "A desk?"
All the boys went to school without having a desk and did their homework directly on chairs and small stools, but when it came to Ruan Jiaojiao—
Ruan Jianguo slapped his forehead, nodding vigorously, "Right, I need to buy a desk." He couldn't bear to see his daughter huddled over, working on assignments on a tiny stool; the thought alone pained his heart.
"Well, it seems they have one in town." After Ruan Jianguo mentioned it, the Ruanlin Family thought they should get one too.
Ruan Jiaojiao stood in the living room, chewing on a milk candy, and pointed somewhat helplessly to the large vanity table in the room, "You can do homework on that."
