Gong Ruini squatted on the ground, holding her drawing and kept sketching and writing. The people passing by asked if squatting was tiring, but upon hearing Gong Ruini say it wasn't, they stopped speaking.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Xuran had been watching Gong Ruini for a while, noticing she was continually drawing, just drawing.
At a glance, it seemed chaotic, as if she was just scribbling, but upon closer inspection, it appeared to have content, reminding him of what his parents said.
Zhao Xuran looked around, "Are you drawing house plans?"
Zhao Xuran was really surprised, knowing Gong Ruini could draw, but a child making house plans seemed impossible, right?
More importantly, Gong Ruini hadn't even seen her new house, so Zhao Xuran couldn't understand what she was drawing non-stop now.
House plans? Gong Ruini was indeed considering how her house should be arranged. Although there were pens and large drawing paper here, making it convenient to draw, it wasn't safe.
