Dressed as a villain's wife

Brothers Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng helped their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law clean up the food stall, and then went back to the carpenter's shop to work.

While waiting for the father and son to come back, Nan Zhi was also taken aback by the things in her father's hand.

"Father, what are you holding in your hand?"

Nan Zhi's almond eyes opened slightly, 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 by himself. With this thing, you can go out and walk around."

Father Lin patted his masterpiece and smiled wrinkled his face.

This thing came to him suddenly. My daughter twisted her foot and it must be very boring to lie in the yard all day. She would definitely not want to go out with a cane.

He saw an old woman dragging her grandson out shopping in a small trailer this morning, so he wondered if he could put two wheels on the stool.

After tossing all morning, it really made him make this thing.

Afraid that the thing was not strong enough, he asked Yichengcheng and the two brothers to try it in turn before bringing it back happily.

Nanzhi had a strange look on his face, and Mother Lin also put down the needlework basket in her hand and came over.

Hearing what his wife said, and looking down at the things in his hand, Mother Lin only felt a little funny.

"Damn old man, my daughter just twisted her foot, and it will be fine in two or three days. If you get this out, if someone looks at it, don't you think that your daughter has a broken leg?"

When Lin's mother said this, the smile on Lin's father's face froze, seeing his daughter standing in front of him, he couldn't help but twitched his lips.

"Ah, then, forget it, I thought, I thought it would be useful."

Father Lin muttered in a low voice, a little disappointed.

Seeing his father's lonely look, Nan Zhi couldn't bear it: "My ankle still hurts, Dad, please push this wheelchair over and let me try..."

"Eh, good."

Father Lin raised his head abruptly, and happily moved the wheelchair behind Nan Zhi, only waiting for her movement.

Looking at his father's eyes filled with anticipation, Nan Zhi looked at the bare chair again, and then carefully sat on it.

Seeing his sister sitting up, Lin Yicheng smiled and pushed her around the yard before stopping.

"Fat girl, how are you doing, isn't it fun?"

Father spent most of the day tinkering with this wheelchair today, and let him and Ercheng take turns to try it out, it was quite fun.

"Yes, it's a bit bumpy." Nanzhi's face turned pale. This so-called wheelchair is just that his father added two wheels on both sides of the armchair. Turn the chair legs up and push people on wheels.

Sitting on it, she would subconsciously lean back, always feeling some inexplicable fear, and the chair was too hard, which made her butt hurt a little.

"Really? I think it's okay when I'm sitting." Lin Yicheng scratched his head, looked around the wheelchair, and didn't feel too much bumps when he sat on it.

"You have rough skin and thick flesh, so of course you can't feel it." Mother Lin gave her eldest son a white look, and helped Nan Zhi up.

"It should be better to put a soft cushion on it." Nanzhi paused, and added: "Father, if your wheelchair is made more finely, with a soft cushion, it should be able to be placed on the chair. It's sold in the shop."

Father Lin's eyes lit up, who was still a little hit, and looked at Nan Zhi: "Girl, is what you said true? Can this thing be sold?"

"It can be sold!" Lin Ercheng looked at Nan Zhi's ankle and understood what she meant.

Their carpenter's shop is very close to the medical hall, and people can always see people carrying injured people to seek medical treatment with door panels. Sometimes there are not enough stretchers in the medical hall, so they will come to the shop to order some.

It’s like common people who hurt their legs, they usually buy a pair of crutches to use them, but some rich families are injured, and they can’t use crutches all day long. Usually, when we meet those rich people with inconvenient legs and feet, they are carried by four people. When the soft stool came out, although it looked stylish, it was somewhat inconvenient.

But if you can have this wheelchair made by Dad, you only need to polish it more finely, brush it with oil and lay the mat, how can there be no business?

Nanzhi roughly told Father Lin about the wheelchair according to his memory, so that he could have a direction for improvement.

"Fatty, you are really smart!"

After listening to her words, Father Lin had no intention of staying in the yard any longer, and only wanted to go to the backyard and continue to toss and turn his wheelchair.

After complimenting Nanzhi, he took Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng to the backyard to work.

After the trio of their father and son struggled, Nan Zhi was honored to sit in a wheelchair 2.0 early the next morning.

"I don't think I should use this..."

Nanzhi was a little embarrassed to be pushed on the wheelchair by his father, and he could only sit still when he wanted to get up and be stared at by his father.

"Fat girl, why don't you just try this wheelchair for Dad, anyway, your feet haven't healed yet, so it must be more convenient to sit on this wheelchair."

Lin's father babbled a lot, until she was pushed out of the courtyard by her two elder brothers, and she still hadn't recovered.

"Fat girl, where are we going now?"

Lin Ercheng pushed Nan Zhi's wheelchair with curiosity on his face.

He only knew that his sister was going out today, but he really didn't know where she was going or what she was doing.

"Don't you guys have to go to the shop today?" Nan Zhi sat on the wheelchair a little depressed.

"No, Dad said that the shop will not be open today, he will continue to think about this wheelchair at home, let the two of us accompany you out, so we can take care of you."

Standing by the side, Lin Yicheng just felt refreshed. Last night, he tossed this wheelchair together with his dad until midnight, but fortunately, the final result was not bad.

"Is this too exaggerated? My feet are almost fine..."

"Just give it a try, you know Dad's temperament, besides, if this wheelchair is really going to be sold in shops in the future, if you just sit around the city now, maybe you can get more buyers. "

While Lin Ercheng persuaded Nan Zhi, he had already taken steps.

Shen Miaomiao was waiting for Nan Zhi at the intersection, but was obviously taken aback when she saw her.

"Sister Nanzhi? What's the matter with you?" The little girl looked at Nanzhi sitting on the chair with wheels a little strangely, but more worried.

"Did you hurt your foot again?"

"Nothing." Nan Zhi waved his hands helplessly, and told her what happened last night, and the little girl nodded in understanding.

"Uncle Lin is really good, you can think of this thing, but why is it called a wheelchair?"

The little girl looked at the strange thing under Nan Zhi, and was a little puzzled.

"A chair with wheels is called a wheelchair." Lin Yicheng had a good impression of Shen Miaomiao, and answered her question with a smile.