The two babies, each holding a jingle ball, played in their high chairs, occasionally glancing at the food on the table.
When they saw it, they wanted to grab it.
But the food was too far away for them to reach, so they went back to grabbing their jingle balls.
Aunt Wang sighed with emotion. "These high chairs are so convenient." She had never imagined that things for children could be so handy!
'If you were home alone with a child, wouldn't a chair like this save you a lot of effort?'
It would save you from having to carry them on your back or in your arms all day.
"Exactly. This must be what Changning meant by 'liberating your hands,' right?"
They both assumed these high chairs were a popular foreign import, completely unaware that they didn't even exist abroad yet.
Xie Changning thought that domestic wood product factories could start making baby products to break into foreign markets.
'Money is waving at me,' Xie Changning thought.
