Yang Chuxia looked at the somewhat rough model in her hand and said, "Uncle, the wheels underneath canāt be made of iron like a wheelchair, but they also canāt be made of wood."
"Why?" Yang Dayong didnāt quite understand and asked.
Uncle Niu saw the point and said, "The young lady just mentioned that this box is for scholars to use as a book box, so it canāt be too large or too heavy, otherwise, it would increase the burden for them. But if you make iron wheels, they will be heavier than wooden wheels. On the other hand, wooden wheels are more prone to damage."
"Thatās right, Uncle Niu is correct, thatās what I was thinking," Yang Chuxia pondered and said, "So, I was thinking, what if we wrap a layer of iron around the wooden wheels, and this time donāt put any dents in it."
When Yang Dayong heard this, he also thought it would be much lighter than using iron wheels.
"It should be possible," Yang Dayong nodded, "Iāll think about it more later."
"Um, Uncle Dayong, I thought about it. Although we have people now, they donāt know how to do it, so they canāt start right away. We can make a few wheelchairs and sell them in the store, and make one sample of each of the other items. When someone likes it, weāll ask for a deposit and then customize it for them."
"Okay, if itās like that, itāll be more convenient. Iāve been studying more than this box these days. Iāve also looked at the tables and jewelry boxes you mentioned. We used to have fewer people, but now we have them, they may not be able to do the detailed work, but they can help me with the wood pieces and wood. The samples you mentioned should be available in a few days, and Iāll be quicker knowing my boundaries."
Hearing the conversation outside, Land Officer Yangās wife came out of the house and said to Yang Chuxia, "Your Uncle Dayong got your few pieces of paper, and heās treating them like treasures, almost looking at them even while eating. Anyway, heās been studying them all day long these days."
"Aiyo, Mom, why are you talking about that?"
Yang Dayong felt a little embarrassed.
"Whatās wrong with Mom talking about it? Are you afraid Xiaxia will laugh at you?"
"Uncle Dayong, I wonāt laugh at you. Donāt worry, having your own hobbies and dreams is what makes life worth living."
"I donāt really understand what youāre talking about, dreams, but as for hobbies, thereās nothing else, I just like this." Yang Dayong really loved woodworking, and after saying this, he looked at the pull-rod box again, as if he had more ideas.
Land Officer Yangās wife glanced at him and chided, "Look at your contented appearance."
Then she turned her head and asked Yang Chuxia, "By the way, Xiaxia, whatās your mother doing at home?"
"Making clothes. A whole familyās cotton-padded clothes are waiting for her to make. I wanted to buy ready-made ones, but my mother insisted on making them herself."
"Ah, making them yourself ensures the cotton filling is thick, while the store-bought ones may look good, but are not thick and warm." Land Officer Yangās wife sighed and said this. She continued, "Since your mother is at home, Iāll go chat with her and help her out. Iām getting moldy staying at home every day."
"Thatās great, my mother must be frustrated making cotton-padded clothes at home too," Yang Chuxia laughed and said, "It just so happens that Iām going home too, so letās go together."
"Nana, I want to go too." The little grandson of Land Officer Yang followed along and ran out.
"Alright, Iāll take you with me, go and play with Yunyun and the others."
With that, they all went together to the third branch of the family. When they arrived, Land Officer Yangās wife saw Yang Dongxue there and was stunned for a moment.
"The couple left, but forgot about the child?"