Have you changed your address, daughter?(extra)

Saturday morning.

Mao ruimin instructed father Xia to change all the furniture in his son's small room.

Xia zhengyang stood at the door and watched, interrupting from time to time, " move the small coffee table to the side of the massage chair. I can reach out and get the things! Move the bookshelf to the side of the table ..."

He would come up with an idea in a while and make the couple run around in circles.

Even though they were in an air-conditioned room, the family of three was sweating.

After nearly an hour of hard work, there was finally space by the window for the plug and the massage chair.

"Alright, we're just waiting for the things to arrive!" Mao ruimin was all smiles.

He was happy to have things added to the house no matter how busy he was.