Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 75 - Making a Wheelchair for Dad (2)_1

Chapter 75 -75 Making a Wheelchair for Dad (2)_1

Chapter 75 -75 Making a Wheelchair for Dad (2)_1

Lin Yuan wasn’t sure if wheelchairs existed in this era, and even if they did, average people probably couldn’t afford them.

She had no choice but to rely on her memory and imagination to draw one.

However, drawing was not an easy task.

Lin Yuan wasted several sheets of paper without being able to sketch a decent-looking wheelchair.

Looking at the crumpled, messily drawn sheets on the floor, even Lady Liu felt sorry, “Da Ya, what are you trying to draw?

If you can’t figure it out, why not ask your dad?

Maybe he can draw it for you.”

Lin Yuan just shrugged her shoulders, resigned to this plan.

She had wanted to surprise her dad, but now the surprise was spoiled, and she had to bother her dad to do the drawing himself.

After hearing his daughter’s words, Lin Jiaxin laughed heartily, both at his daughter’s filial piety and her thoughtfulness.

It was the first time he had heard of a wheelchair.

At present, he used a simple cane when going outside, though in reality, it was just a stick.

With Lin Yuan’s very abstract description, Lin Jiaxin pondered and fumbled around until he finally managed to draw the wheelchair.

Moreover, he added a small basket at the back of it so that things could be placed inside.

Seeing her dad draw the wheelchair with little effort, Lin Yuan felt delighted and giggled, pleading with him to draw two more items, a pair of crutches and a rocking chair.

After all, she had some money on hand now; she could buy a few pieces of wood and have Lin Ershuan help her make them.

And with Lao Fan, the local tycoon, around, maybe she could sell the rocking chair for a good price.

While watching her dad draw the designs, Lin Yuan spent the morning calculating Lao Fan’s wealth in her mind, feeling completely fulfilled.

For lunch, they had noodles rolled out into dough and served with fried sauce.

After eating, Lin Yuan checked the mud outside.

It didn’t seem too wet anymore, so she quickly changed into straw sandals and took the vegetable seeds to the vegetable patch.

Lin Wei had previously helped her father plant seeds, so she also changed into straw sandals and followed her elder sister.

Xiao Linshuang had overstuffed herself at noon, and now she was cozily nestled in Lady Liu’s embrace, playfully rubbing her belly.

The fields were crowded with people weeding and replanting vegetables.

Lin Yuan’s previous crops had been ruined by Lady Yang, so they had to be replanted.

Everyone was too busy to pay attention to anyone else, resulting in a peaceful atmosphere.

However, Lin Yuan hadn’t quarreled with Xiao He’s mother for two days and was starting to miss the confrontations.

Lin Yuan divided these two plots into six smaller sections, planting cabbage, radishes, hot peppers, spinach, and the like, while the remaining two sections were planted with onions, garlic, and cilantro.

In places where there was empty space, she also sowed a few pumpkin seeds.

Whether or not they would grow wasn’t her concern; she planted them first and would wait and see.

Planting the seeds turned out to be much easier than imagined because the soil was soft from the recent rain.

She didn’t need to use any tools to dig furrows; poking holes with her fingers and dropping in the seeds was all it took.

However, although it was simple work, after a while, her back and fingers started to ache.

Eventually, the sisters each picked up a sturdier, thicker stick, which made poking holes with the stick much easier.

After finishing work on the two plots, their hands were covered in mud, and their straw sandals had sunk into the mud countless times.

Although the seeds they planted did not form a straight line like others, looking at their labor’s outcome made them laugh happily for quite a while.

They headed home feeling lighter after finishing the field work, but just as they reached the village, they saw Xiao He’s mother running towards them disheveled, with her clothing askew.

One of her shoes was dragging on her foot while the other was nowhere to be seen.

She was weeping and running for her life, yet she hesitated for a moment when she saw Lin Yuan and her sister.

She didn’t stop, however, and quickly hid herself on a small side path.