"It must have been Ning Yuan who stole my things!" Tang Zhenzhen's face was twisted in anger.,Ning Yuan and Rong Zhaonan spent the whole afternoon rummaging through the dusty old storage room of the village elementary school, finally dragging a car full of "junk" back to their small hut in the cow shed.,Ning Yuan shook her head: "We should fix the roof and cover the windows with paper first. These pieces of furniture need to be disassembled, repaired, and reassembled before we can use them. The house is too small, and there's not enough space to move around."。