Chapter 225 Chair with Wheels
Brothers Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng helped their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law clean up the snack stall, and then went back to the carpenter shop to work.
While waiting for the father and son to come back, Nanzhi was also startled by what was in her father's hand.
"Dad, what is that in your hand?"
Nanzhi's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, and his face was full of disbelief. How could this thing appear in his father's place?
"This is called a wheelchair. Your father figured it out himself. With this thing, you can go out and walk around."
Father Lin patted his masterpiece with a smile on his face.
This thing suddenly occurred to him. His daughter had twisted her leg and would be bored lying in the yard all day. She would definitely not be willing to go out with a cane.
This morning he saw an old woman using a small trailer to drag her grandson out shopping, and then he thought about whether he could put two wheels on the stool. If so, his daughter could go out to get some air.
After struggling all morning, he actually made this thing.
Afraid that it wasn't strong enough, he asked Yi Chengcheng and the two brothers to take turns trying it before happily bringing it back.
There was a strange look on Nanzhi's face, and Mother Lin also put down the sewing basket in her hand and came over.
After hearing what her wife said and looking down at the wheelchair in his hand, Mother Lin felt a little funny.
"Damn old man, my daughter just sprained her leg. It will heal in two or three days. If you do this, if someone looks at it, shouldn't you think that your daughter has a broken leg?"
When Mother Lin said this, the smile on Father Lin's face froze, and he couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw his daughter standing in front of him.
"Ah, then, forget it, I thought, I thought I could use it."
Father Lin muttered quietly, a little disappointed.
Looking at his father's slightly lonely look, Nanzhi felt a little unbearable: "My ankle still hurts a little. Dad, please push this wheelchair over and let me try it..."
"Hey, okay."
Father Lin suddenly raised his head and happily moved the wheelchair behind Nanzhi, just waiting for her to sit down.
After looking at her father's expectant eyes, Nanzhi looked at the bare surface of the chair and then sat on it carefully.
Seeing his sister sitting down, Lin Yicheng chuckled and pushed her around the yard before stopping.
"Fat Ya, what are you doing? Is it fun?"
Dad spent most of the day tinkering with this wheelchair, and even asked him and Er Cheng to take turns sitting on it to try it out, which was quite fun.
"Yes, it's a bit bumpy." Nanzhi's face turned a little pale. This so-called wheelchair was just his father adding two wheels on both sides of the chair. If he pushed it, the person behind him would need to use some force to push down. Put the legs of the chair up and use the wheels to push people around.
She would subconsciously lean back when she sat on it, always feeling some inexplicable fear. In addition, the chair was too hard, which made her butt hurt a little.
"Really? It felt fine when I was sitting." Lin Yicheng scratched his head and looked around at the wheelchair, but he didn't feel that there was much bumping when he sat on it.
"You have rough skin and thick flesh, so of course you can't feel it." Mother Lin rolled her eyes at her eldest son and helped Nanzhi up.
"It should be better if you put a soft cushion on it." Nanzhi paused and then added: "Dad, if your wheelchair is made more refined and has a soft cushion, it should be able to be placed on the Sold in the shop."
Father Lin, who was still a little shocked, his eyes lit up and he looked at Nanzhi: "Daughter, are you telling the truth? Can this thing still be sold?"
"It can be sold!" Lin Ercheng looked at Nanzhi's ankles and understood what she meant.
Their carpenter shop is very close to the hospital, and you can always see people using door panels to carry injured people to seek medical treatment. Sometimes the stretchers in the hospital are not enough, and they will come to the shop to order some.
For example, when ordinary people hurt their legs, they usually buy a pair of crutches to use. But when some wealthy families are injured, they can't carry a crutch all day long. Usually when I meet those rich people with limited legs and feet, they have to be carried by four people. The soft stool came out. Although it looked impressive, it was still somewhat inconvenient.
But if I could have this wheelchair made by my dad, and just polish it more finely, paint it with oil and lay it on a mat, how could there be no business?
Nanzhi told Father Lin roughly what the wheelchair looked like in his memory, so that he could have directions for improvement.
"Fat Ya, you are really smart!"
After hearing what she said, Father Lin had no intention of staying in the yard anymore. He only wanted to go to the backyard and continue to use his wheelchair.
After praising Nanzhi, he took two brothers, Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng, to work in the backyard.
After a lot of hard work by the father and son, Nanzhi was lucky enough to sit on Wheelchair 2.0 early the next morning.
"I think I shouldn't use this..."
Nanzhi felt a little embarrassed being pinned down in the wheelchair by Lin's father. When he wanted to get up, he was stared at by his father and could only sit still.
"Fat Ya, just think of it as helping Dad try out this wheelchair. Anyway, your feet haven't fully healed yet. It's definitely more convenient to sit in this one."
Father Lin talked a lot, but she still hadn't come back to her senses until she was pushed out of the courtyard by her two brothers.
"Fat Ya, where are we going now?"
Lin Ercheng pushed the wheelchair for Nanzhi, with curiosity on his face.
He only knew that his sister was going out today, but where she was going and what she was going to do, he really didn't know.
"Don't you have to go to the shop today?" Nanzhi felt a little depressed sitting in the wheelchair.
"No, Dad said that the shop will not be open today. He will continue to think about this wheelchair at home. Let us accompany you out so that we can take care of you."
Lin Yicheng stood aside and felt refreshed. Last night he and his father and the others spent the night tinkering with this wheelchair. Fortunately, the final result was not bad.
"Isn't this too exaggerated? My feet are almost healed..."
"Just give it a try. You also know my father's temperament. Besides, if this wheelchair is really going to be sold in a shop in the future, if you sit around the city now, you might get more buyers. "
Lin Ercheng persuaded her while taking steps forward.
Shen Miaomiao was waiting for Nanzhi at the street corner, but was obviously stunned when she saw her.
"Sister Nanzhi? What's wrong with you?" The little girl looked a little strange at Nanzhi sitting on the wheeled chair, but she was more worried.
"Did your foot get hurt again?"
"It's nothing." Nanzhi waved her hand helplessly and told her what happened last night. The little girl nodded in understanding.
"Uncle Lin is really awesome. He can think of this thing, but why do you need a wheelchair?"
The little girl looked at the strange thing under Nanzhi and was a little puzzled.
"A chair with wheels is called a wheelchair." Lin Yicheng had a good impression of Shen Miaomiao and answered with a smile when hearing her questions.
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