His left leg suffered many disasters. Now, Feng Yu's left leg is also fractured. It seems to be destined. In the courtyard, Zhang Da was tinkering with the wheelchair. Xie Xun walked over and looked at the wooden wheelchair, lifting it slightly.
Eyebrow, Zhang Da tried it, the wheelchair seemed a bit bulky.
Zhang squatted beside him in embarrassment, not knowing what went wrong.
"Where did you get the wheelchair?" Xie Xun asked.
Zhang Da stood up, bowed and said, "The third girl needs to rest her left leg. We want to build a wheelchair for her to move around, but the third girl thinks the wheelchair is bulky and we are still improving."
The wooden wheelchair did not rotate smoothly, and it always felt like it was stuck somewhere. It was a bit awkward. Feng Yu found it too bulky, and Chun Lu also felt that pushing it took too much effort. Zhang Da had modified it several times, but was still not satisfied. Xie Xun
After pushing the wheelchair a few times, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a little difficult to push with two wheels. You can make four wheels and two small wheels in front. It will be much easier to push. It will be comfortable for her to sit on."
"A four-wheeled wheelchair?" Zhang Da has never seen one before. The most common ones are two-wheeled.
Xie Xun rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll do it!"
The young Marquis is a hard worker and has great hands-on skills. However, his arm is still injured and there is an arrow wound on his back. Zhang Da dare not let him actually do it. The young Marquis does not need to do any work that requires effort, and he will guide it.
Zhang Da rebuilt a four-wheeled car.
Zhang Da asked, "How come the little Marquis can even use a wheelchair?"
It’s so versatile!
"This is an improved chariot. My second brother once made it for me." He had a broken leg for eight months and was in a wheelchair for half a year. He relied on Xie Jue's improved chariot wheelchair, which is more comfortable than ordinary wooden wheelchairs.
, and there are armrests, so you can take a nap while leaning on the wheelchair.
Xie Xun knew that Feng Yu loved beauty, so he asked Zhang Da to carve a pomegranate flower on the armrest. She liked pomegranate flowers, and many of her skirts were embroidered with pomegranate flowers. Zhang Da secretly thought that the wheelchair was for transportation, so why did he do it so fancy? But Xiao Hou
I was so excited that Zhang Da couldn't refuse, so he actually carved pomegranate flowers.
Xie Xun thought the carving was ugly, so he took it upon himself to modify it, and even carved a little rabbit. Zhang Da thought to himself that it was really too flashy.
When Feng Yu woke up in the afternoon, Xie Xun had returned to the racecourse. She heard Feng Shu's voice. Chun Lu helped Feng Yu out and saw a very unique four-wheeled wheelchair in the yard. It had two big wheels and a small wheel in front.
It has two small wheels and looks like a small chariot. Feng Shu is trying out the wheelchair. It is really comfortable. The wheelchair is very stable and slides smoothly. It is not bumpy when sitting. It is comfortable for the person sitting on it and it is not difficult for the person pushing it.
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"What a special wheelchair." Feng Yu was pleasantly surprised.
Feng Shu smiled and came over to pick her up and sit on the wheelchair. Chun Lu took a blanket and covered her legs to prevent her from catching a cold. Feng Shu pushed her and walked a few steps in the hospital, "How do you feel?"
"It's very stable." Yesterday, Feng Yu thought that the wheelchair made by Zhang Da was uncomfortable, so today she was given a big surprise. It was not only comfortable, but also very stylish, which was in line with her usual style of wearing gold and silver. "Zhang Da, well done.
reward."
Zhang Da did not dare to take credit and said hurriedly, "The young Marquis did it."
Feng Yu was startled and couldn't believe it, "He can even use a wheelchair?"
"The young Marquis said he had done it before, and practice makes perfect." Zhang Da didn't know that Feng Yu was upset, so he told the truth, which made Feng Yu feel a little suffocated.
How did he feel about building a wheelchair for her?
Was he using this kind of wheelchair back then?
Feng Yu found that her favorite pomegranate flowers and little rabbits were carved on the armrests of the wheelchair. The carvings were so lifelike that she liked them very much. Zhang Da did not dare to take credit for them, "Little Marquis carved them by his own hands."
Feng Yu felt warm in her heart, and it was so heart-warming. The young Marquis had a cold war with her for no reason during breakfast. He really loved the cold war and ignored people when he was angry. She didn't know why he was angry, and she didn't expect her to fall asleep.
Finally, he made her a wheelchair, and Feng Yu decided to unilaterally forgive the young Marquis for his uncertainty.
Feng Yu felt new and let Chun Lu push her around the courtyard several times. If she got a new toy, Feng Shu couldn't laugh or cry. Feng Yu had been away from home for several days and could no longer stay in Zhuangzi. Feng Shu sent someone to pack her things and prepare to set off.
Back to the city.
When the two sisters returned to Feng Mansion, Zhang Da and Chen Lin carried the wheelchair down. The eldest lady, Feng Wan, and Feng Yao were shocked to see Feng Yu sitting in the wheelchair.
Feng Shu told the public that Feng Yu slipped and fell on a rainy day when she was offering incense and fractured her left leg. Both the eldest lady and Feng Wan had expressions on their faces as if Feng Shu was joking. Qiu Xiang and Chun Lu followed Feng Yu almost inseparably.
Like an old hen protecting her young, how could she be allowed to fall? Although they had questions, they did not ask directly, they were just concerned about Feng Yu's injury.
After Fengyu took the medicine, her body no longer ached, and her left leg only had slight pain. She couldn't wait to show off her wheelchair, which was the only one in Kyoto.
Feng Jiao was really impressed, and she walked around the wheelchair curiously, "Third sister, this wheelchair is so detailed. It also has carvings and rabbits. Where did you buy it? I want it too."
Feng Yu said proudly, "Someone else made it for me."
"Ask him to make one for me, and I'll give him the money." Feng Jian felt that the wheelchair was very elegant. Sitting in the wheelchair and being pushed around on rainy days would not stain her clothes or embroidered shoes.
"No!" Feng Yu flatly refused.
The young Marquis only makes wheelchairs for her, not for others.
"Third sister, you are so stingy. Tell me quickly, what are you doing to prevent a businessman from getting rich?" It was so exquisitely made that it must have been sold by a clever businessman.
"I don't like other people using the same style as me."
Feng Jian, "..."
Feng Shu was chatting with the eldest lady, Feng Wan. She went to the racecourse and then to Yiling Village. Li Zheng gave her a lot of walnuts, corn and fresh vegetables to bring back to try. Feng Shu also knew that the last time Feng Yu came to Yiling
Zhuang rectified the matter and did not refuse Li Zheng's kindness. After getting the things back, he handed them to the eldest lady and asked her to take them to the big kitchen.
She saw that Feng Wan was in a bad mood. Before she could chat with Feng Wan, she heard Feng Yu and Feng Shu quarreling. Feng Yu made Feng Shu angry and cried. Feng Shu saw Feng Shu raising her hand to pull Feng Yu.
His face darkened, "Jian'er, let go!"
Feng Yu was seriously injured internally, and she was afraid that Feng Yu would hurt Feng Yu by pulling her too hard.
Feng Wan is the youngest daughter in the family. She has been pampered since she was a child. Feng Wan has a gentle temper. Feng Wan is not afraid of her, but she is quite afraid of Feng Shu. When she hears Feng Shu's voice, she loosens her hand reflexively.
Feng Jiao burst into tears, acting like a seven or eight-year-old child, "Third sister is bullying me!"
Feng Yu thought to herself, who wouldn't complain? "It's all my fault. The fourth sister likes the wheelchair so much. I should give it to her. This little injury won't bother her. Qiuxiang, bring the crutches over and give the wheelchair to the fourth sister."
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Feng Jiao had tears hanging on her eyelashes and was dumbfounded. Feng Yu was stunned for a moment as she said, "This tea is so fragrant. When will she snatch her wheelchair?"