Wear 70 with the Taobao system

Xiang Nuan, who was humiliated by Lao Li with a dollar, didn't bother with him.

She asked Lao Li to move the goods out to have a look.

After seeing the finished product, Xiang Nuan was generally satisfied, but it definitely couldn't be compared with the various advanced wheelchairs later.

The one in front of me is said to be a wheelchair, but it cannot be folded and stored.

All parts are welded dead, a bit heavy.

But it can roll, and a person can turn around, and this is enough.

Xiang Nuan tried it, and she was able to turn the direction slightly, and it was quite flexible when rolling.

Craftsmen are among the people.

Overall quite satisfied.

After paying the money, Xiang Nuan pushed the wheelchair and left.

When Feng Chun was found, Feng Chun was still squatting where he was, and it seemed that he had never left.

Seeing Xiang Nuan push a wheelchair over, although Feng Chun had doubts, he still stepped forward: "Let me do it."

Xiang Nuan was not polite to him either.

Feng Chun was pushing the cart, and because he had a wheelchair, it was not convenient for him to eat in restaurants, so Xiang Nuan bought steamed stuffed buns to deal with it, and then took the car to the Family Hospital of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

It was a bit troublesome to get on the car at first, and it took a little effort to get on the car.

The conductor was not very happy, so Xiang Nuan bought one more ticket, and the other party gave up.

After arriving at the station, I got out of the car. The road was not easy to walk because of the potholes. When Feng Chun felt his arms were sore, he finally arrived at the family area of ​​the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

Xiang Nuan, who was familiar with the way, went directly to the second floor.

This Feng Chun couldn't do it alone.

So the two carried it one after the other.

The stairs are a bit narrow, and it is a bit strenuous to lift a wheelchair that weighs dozens of pounds.

Fortunately, it's on the second floor.

When they arrived at Liang Ziming's house, Xiang Nuan knocked on the door.

There was no answer in the room, and after a while, a hoarse and old voice came from the room.

"Who are you looking for? My son is not at home. You can come back when he is off work."

The words are not too sharp.

Xiang Nuan yelled right there: "Old man, your son asked me to get you a wheelchair. I put it next door to Liu Zhi's family. When your son comes back, ask him to get it."

There was a sound of hello in the room for a long time.

Xiang Nuan pushed the cart to Liu Zhi's family.

Knocked on the door, but no one was there.

At this point, everyone who works has gone to work.

Zhang Mei didn't go to work, and she didn't know where she went.

Feng Chun asked: "Director Tao, this is called a wheelchair, what is it for?"

"It's for people with inconvenient legs and feet to sit on and move around." Xiang Nuan said, "Well, you wait here, and when a lesbian comes back, you can say that I left it at her house."

Feng Chun heard the words and immediately said: "Director Tao, you are going to abandon me again, this is not good, I want to learn from you, what am I going to learn if you keep leaving me?"

Xiang Nuan: "..."

So the two sat and waited in front of Zhang Mei's house, both drowsy.

Xiang Nuan really sat in that wheelchair and stared past. Feng Chun leaned against the door and fell asleep.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Zhang Mei came back.

When he saw two people at the door, he was shocked.

"Oh, Xiao Tao? Is it Xiao Tao?" Zhang Mei asked.

Xiang Nuan woke up with a start, and when she saw Zhang Mei came back, she immediately stood up and kicked Feng Chun.

Feng Chun also quickly stood up.

"Auntie is back." Xiang Nuan said.

Feng Chun also called out "auntie".

Zhang Mei was immediately unhappy: "Looking at your face, I'm not a few years older than you."

Feng Chun: "...Sister Zhang, hello, Sister Zhang."

Zhang Mei's face softened a little, and she asked Xiang Nuan, "Why are you here?"

Xiang Nuan pulled her aside and told her about the wheelchair.

Zhang Mei: "...You girl, this must cost a lot of money."

Xiang Nuan said: "It took one hundred and thirty, and this one hundred and thirty is the money from our commune. It can be regarded as thanks to Uncle Liang for his help to our Xinghua Commune."

It was said that it was paid by the commune, but the money was basically paid by Xiang Nuan himself.

Again, she is not short of money, but this society needs people like Liang Ziming.

Although she cannot become a person like Liang Ziming, she can do her best to help such a person.

Do this kind of thing if you think it’s worth it, if you don’t think it’s worth it, then don’t do it, it’s as simple as that.

Zhang Mei looked at Xiang Nuan, she was very moved and held Xiang Nuan's hand: "You child... really, you are so kind."

Xiang Nuan felt ashamed. In fact, if she was a native or had no system, she would definitely not be willing to spend so much money on others.

"Auntie, I have to go to the Agricultural Resources Cooperative. This wheelchair is with you. Please send it to him when he gets off work."

"No, I have the key to their house." Zhang Mei said: "I don't give my job to the children. I don't go to work now, and I am bored at home every day. Half a month ago, Lao Liang entrusted me in private to help at home. Take care of the old man and cook some food at noon, he is too busy with work and has no time to come back, so he will give me a little salary a month."

This kind of thing has to be dealt in private, otherwise it will be labeled as exploiting the working people.

So Zhang Mei didn't tell anyone.

But there must be someone on the whole floor who could see it, so Zhang Mei said it was to help.

Believe it or not, let's talk about it.

"That's right, let's go over now and see if it works. If not, I'll ask a friend to change it."

Zhang Mei nodded, put down the things after opening the door, and took the key of Liang's house to open the door.

There is no such bad smell in the house as last time.

Someone still has to clean it up.

Zhang Mei lifted the door curtain and called out to the old man.

The old man was lying on the bed when he heard a voice calling Xiaomei.

"Old man, Mr. Liang asked someone to get you a wheelchair. Let's help you up and try it out. If it works, I'll take you down for a walk."

The old man lying on the bed paused for a long time before asking with some sobs: "Can...can you go out?"

"Yes." Zhang Mei said in a relaxed tone, "Then why not, come on, I'll help you sit up."

Feng Chun still had some sharp eyesight and helped the old man up.

They took the initiative to put on clothes for the old man, and finally the three cooperated to get the old man into a wheelchair.

Zhang Mei pushed the wheelchair, and it felt smooth without any hindrance.

"Go, I'll take you downstairs for a walk."

The old man nodded repeatedly. He hadn't been out of the room for almost a year, and he was a little excited at the moment.

The three of them came to the stairs, Feng Chun carried the old man on his back, and Xiang Nuan and Zhang Mei moved the wheelchair downstairs.

Looking at the spring scenery outside, the old man burst into tears of excitement.

Feng Chun put him on the chair, and Zhang Mei pushed him forward.

The old man looked east and west, not wanting to let go of every frame.

"Little Tao, this wheelchair is really easy to use." Zhang Mei said, "It's very convenient and effortless to push it like this."

"That's for sure." Xiang Nuan said, "It's the trouble of moving up and down."

"It's all fine." Zhang Mei said, "I brought up all my children. I have strength and can move them."

Zhang Mei felt that after she gave up her job to her children, she would eat and drink for nothing, so Liang Ziming asked her to help take care of the old man and gave her 20 yuan a month. She was very satisfied.

In this era, only hard work can reflect value.