Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 74 - Making a Wheelchair for Dad (1)_1

Chapter 74 -74 Making a Wheelchair for Dad (1)_1

Chapter 74 -74 Making a Wheelchair for Dad (1)_1

“Isn’t my uncle working as Mr.

Accountant at the Landlord family’s?

Why can’t he just speak with the Boss about it?” Lin Yuan didn’t have a good impression of her uncle’s family, and her words carried a tone of dissatisfaction.

Lady Liu patted her back to comfort her before continuing, “Your uncle dares not ask the Boss about the family’s shame, and he dares even less to speak to your grandparents.

Later, he somehow heard that your father had worked there and was quite familiar with the Butler, so he went to your father to smooth things over, but…”

“But my father’s leg hasn’t healed yet.

Uncle is fully aware of that.

How could he prioritize his own son over my father’s injury?” Lin Yuan became agitated, raising her voice.

By her side, Lin Wei turned over and murmured something in her half-asleep state.

Lady Liu quickly covered her daughter’s mouth until the children had settled down, then continued in a low voice, “You girl, why has your temper become so explosive?

Alas, even if your uncle hadn’t come, your father, being who he is—knowing his nephew was in trouble—would never stand by and do nothing.

But thankfully, that matter is resolved now.

Your father hasn’t said anything, so you should stop, otherwise, he’ll start feeling guilty about us again.”

Lin Yuan bit her lip hard.

Her father was good in so many ways, except one: he was too selfless with others who didn’t value his kindness at all.

If only her uncle could have been half as good as her father, he wouldn’t have approached them about this issue while knowing her father’s leg had not yet recovered, nor would he have ignored their struggle to put food on the table!

Having talked for a while, Lady Liu grew tired and soon fell asleep.

Still feeling upset, Lin Yuan inwardly cursed her troublemaking second brother before she slowly drifted off to sleep.

The heavy rain had fallen all night long, but by the time they awoke the next day, the skies had cleared up.

After the downpour, the air felt cooler.

Lin Jiaxin was busy with the last mold, while Lady Liu, with nothing else to do, sat at the entrance to the main house.

She watched her daughters playing with water in the yard as she sewed clothes for them, starting with Da Ya, whose pants had been getting too short after recent growth spurts.

The ground would surely be especially soggy after the rain, with each step sinking into the mud, so they couldn’t go and plant the vegetables just yet.

They needed to wait for the ground to dry out a bit more, but judging by the sun, they should be able to plant the seeds by the afternoon at the earliest.

While there was some time, Lin Yuan took out the drying racks and began to sun-dry the purslane they had gathered the day before.

As she did, she called to her water-playing sisters, “You only have one pair of shoes each, and you’ve soaked them.

How will you go out now?

Go, bring out the little table.

Each of you needs to write an essay in big characters.”

Lin Wei and her sister made faces at her but eventually obeyed their elder sister’s directive.

As playful as they were, they still obediently moved the table and fetched paper and ink.

Lady Liu, who had been sewing, took note of Lin Yuan’s words.

Each of their children had only one pair of shoes.

When it rained, they either wore straw sandals or ran around barefoot in the yard.

She needed to make another pair of shoes for each child.

Shoe-making was faster than tailoring, and the weather wasn’t cold now, so thick soles weren’t necessary.

Children’s shoes were small and could be made in a day or two.

After spreading out the wild vegetables and with some time before preparing lunch, Lin Yuan also sat down at the small table with paper and pen, not to practice writing, but to draw.

Lin Jiaxin’s leg had developed serious problems because it hadn’t been properly cared for last time.

This time, she was determined to ensure her father healed properly.

The house was too damp, and staying inside all the time wasn’t good.

Building a new house wasn’t a possibility for the moment, so Lin Yuan decided to make a wheelchair for her father first.

When the weather was nice, he could sit in it and soak up some sun, and she could even take him out for a stroll.