Transmigrated as a Stepmother: Time to Bring the Family to Prosper!-Chapter 188 - 187: Why Can’t I Go?

But on these two wooden rods, there are no traces of any buckles; it’s a complete rod.

The key must lie within that thick square board; there must be a clever mechanism inside.

"How do you put it away?" Qin Yao asked curiously.

Liu the carpenter pointed to the bottom of the thick board, "You push the protruding wood block back in, and it will come down."

Qin Yao followed suit and indeed found a thumb-sized protruding square block at the bottom of the thick square board. With a slight push, the upright handle rods retracted with a "whoosh," transforming into a handle slightly taller by five centimeters than the book box.

"How ingenious!" Qin Yao praised.

Liu the carpenter smiled, quite pleased, "This is a unique skill passed down to me by my master, so I won’t tell you about the mechanism inside."

Such secretive mechanisms are sworn to secrecy before learning, only taught to disciples who become inner apprentices.

Back then, his master chose him from among good apprentices to become his inner disciple. After imparting these mechanisms to him, the master passed away.

Thinking of his mentor, Liu the carpenter’s eyes were full of regret: "My master imparted the secret skills to me and then left, leaving me with only a few mechanisms, yet I don’t know where to apply them. After years of research, I only managed to make a chair with a backrest."

"If only my master were still alive, this retractable book box would have been created long ago."

Qin Yao fondly touched this small luggage box again before reluctantly putting it down and said to the disheartened Liu the carpenter:

"Perhaps it’s just that we’re in a small place and haven’t seen it before."

It’s not as if we invented this thing; we should be humble.

Hearing her say this, the sadness in Liu the carpenter couldn’t be stirred up again, and he said in a teasing tone, "You sure know how to ruin the atmosphere!"

Qin Yao shrugged, touched the small book box again, slightly reluctant to let go, "Let’s rest today. Tomorrow, quickly make two for me; my boys, Da Lang and Second Lang, urgently need them for school."

"Oh, and I’ll stay up late tonight to reorganize the internal layout. You can follow my blueprints."

Since it has turned into a luggage box, it can hold more than just books now.

For example, should there be a special compartment for small self-defense weapons?

And an umbrella, should it be included as well?

Fortunately, Liu the carpenter wasn’t aware of these thoughts from Qin Yao; otherwise, he’d be losing sleep tonight.

In thinking about where to place an umbrella, he could surely stay up all night.

"Wait, you haven’t said what this box is called yet."

Just as Qin Yao was about to drag this small wooden box home, Liu the carpenter hurriedly asked.

Qin Yao hissed sharply, realizing that asking her, who’s bad at naming things, to come up with a name was putting her in a tough spot, wasn’t it?

The name "luggage box" sounds inappropriate since it’s a book box, meant for carrying books, not luggage.

So it’s called... can’t think of anything!

Qin Yao was adept at tossing problems to others, quickly smiled, and said to Liu the carpenter, "You made it, it’s fitting for you to name it."

Her sincere eyes looked over, and Liu the carpenter’s heart secretly delighted, but he had to pretend not to care about this naming right, modestly waved his hand, and then said:

"This book box is both labor-saving and can hold a lot, so let’s call it... Divine Power Book Box?"

Qin Yao’s temple twitched hard, outwardly agreeing but inwardly complaining: Liu the carpenter, your naming skills are quite awful as well.

...

"Divine Power Book Box?"

The four children gathered around the book box Mother brought home, poking it and wondering if it had some kind of Immortal Law attached.

Qin Yao poured herself a cup of hot water, drank it in one gulp, instructed Sanlang to close the door, looked around, and moved the ceramic and porcelain bowls from the cupboard, fitted these heavy bowls into the book box drawer compartments.

Don’t underestimate that tiny drawer; it’s quite capable of holding, fitting twenty to thirty bowls inside.

Qin Yao tested the weight; it was quite heavy. Combined with the original weight of the book box, it was enough to crush the back of a child like Second Lang, who hadn’t done any strength training.

Qin Yao nudged Second Lang with her chin, "Try it, see if you can lift it."

Second Lang eagerly stepped forward to move the book box, couldn’t budge it, really couldn’t move it!

But accidentally moved the wheels, causing the book box to spin in place.

Liu the carpenter’s creation sure is smooth!

Da Lang, inspired by Second Lang’s accidental wheel movement, pulled him away from the box and got hold of the handle that popped out.

With a gentle pull, he extended a long section, just reaching a bit above his waist.

This position can be easily pulled with a stretch of the hand.

But Da Lang hadn’t yet thought of tilting the box to drag it, he only thought of pushing it on flat ground.

The heavy box filled with bowls could be pushed out without much effort.

Sanlang widened his eyes in surprise, saying firmly, "It really has Divine Power!"

Qin Yao was amused by this silly child, took the book box from Da Lang’s hands, and personally demonstrated the correct usage, pushing on flat ground, pulling on steep slopes, maneuvering it agilely, without difficulty.

Then she had Da Lang and Second Lang try again, and they directly pulled it to the yard, running with the book box.

The entire yard was filled with the crazy spinning sound of wooden wheels.

"Wow, it’s so fun!" Si Niang’s eyes sparkled, reaching out to let her brothers carry her on it.

Da Lang quickly glanced at Qin Yao, "Can it carry people?"

"Well, it’s not impossible." In modern times, people often sit on their luggage boxes to rest.

Thus, Si Niang sat on it as wished, and in the brothers’ alternating pushes and pulls, joyfully ’flew’ around.

Sanlang watched and wanted to sit too, turning the book box into a toy; the four siblings each took two turns ’flying’ around before reluctantly bringing the Divine Power Book Box back indoors.

Da Lang and Second Lang instinctively took the bowls out and put them back, while Sanlang and Si Niang watched their brothers enviously.

Knowing this was a special custom-made book box for their brothers.

Only those going to school could use it.

Sanlang wasn’t particularly envious, as he knew that soon it would be his turn.

Mother said, once he grows a bit older, she’ll send him to school too.

So he stuck with his older brothers, asking them to leave the used ones for him in the future.

Da Lang and Second Lang were also immersed in the excitement of taking the Divine Power Book Box to school, and the three brothers didn’t notice Si Niang’s low mood.

The little girl sat in front of the Divine Power Book Box, pulling out and closing the drawers repeatedly.

At such a young age, yet already with worries.

Qin Yao finished washing up, glanced at the main room, where the three brothers talked enthusiastically, completely unaware that it was already late at night and time to wash up and sleep.

Huh?

What’s wrong with Si Niang?

"Si Niang, are you sleepy?" Qin Yao smiled, walked into the room, and casually picked up the small bundle huddled by the book box.

Si Niang immediately leaned her head on Mother’s shoulder, wrapped her small hands around her neck, and mumbled reluctantly, "Brothers can all go to school, why can’t I?"