"As for where to put the stuff, I know a good place," said Wei Dajiang, looking up at the ceiling.
Zhang Yu followed his gaze to a certain spot on the ceiling. He had once had his heart set on that place too. "I just remembered that spot."
It was a place the children didn't know about, discovered when they accidentally cleaned it. "I also know this place is good, but I'm not driving the third one away so we can move next door."
By then, they wouldn't be living here, and with the stuff out of her sight, Zhang Yu felt somewhat dissatisfied. Who told them to have a bit of a track record?
"They don't know about this place, and we're moving to the third one's place. Would anyone in their right mind put valuable things out of sight?"
"Moreover, unless one's line of sight is higher than that place, who would notice? Even touching it, you wouldn't notice." If it weren't for a stroke of luck, Wei Dazhi wouldn't have discovered it there.
