Houmen's concubine

Chapter 22
What Wang Tong'er didn't know was that when she was recovering from her injuries a few days ago, Wang Jiagen went to visit her with her mother and younger sister.

At that time, Wang Tong'er hadn't woken up, and Wang Jiagen was only staying in the main room, so he didn't have the nerve to go in and have a look at her.

"Uncle Wang."

Wang Tong'er saw that Uncle Wang and Wang Hai were doing woodwork in the yard wearing only a thick bunt suit, with a strong body leaning forward, holding the plane tightly with both hands to plan wood.

Looking up and seeing that it was Wang Tong'er, she agreed in a warm voice: "Hey, Tong'er is here!"

Wang Jiagen had already moved a chair for her to sit down, "Second brother, no need, I will leave after I tell uncle."

When Wang Tonger was young, she followed Wang Xiuying and called them the eldest brother and the second brother.

"Have a cup of hot tea to warm up your body." Aunt Wang Li Shi also went to the kitchen and poured a cup of sugar water for her to drink.

"Thank you auntie."

"Hi! When you arrive at your aunt's house, it's just like your own. You're welcome."

"Where's Sister Yingzi?" Wang Tong'er wondered why she didn't see the lively and cheerful Wang Xiuying?

"She! She went to the shop on the street with her eldest brother and sister-in-law."

The Wang family also rented a small shop on the street, which sold furniture and small items made by their father and son.

Usually, his eldest son and his wife lead the two young apprentices to manage the shop. The outside of the shop is the shop and the inside is the workshop, which is convenient for customers to order all kinds of large and small pieces of furniture at any time.

"Uncle Wang, this is a toilet seat I drew. See if you can make it for me first." Wang Tonger stood up, put the bowl in her hand on the chair, took out the drawing from the small bag beside her, and handed it to Wang Tonger. uncle.

She knew the purpose of her visit, and she couldn't just focus on chatting and forget about business.

Wang Hai took the drawings from Wang Tong'er and took a closer look. His eyes lit up and he said, "Well, I'll do it for you." As he spoke, he took out the ruler from the toolbox on the side and go outside.

If the things drawn by Wang Tonger's drawings are made, it will be safe for the elderly and children to go to the toilet, especially for people with inconvenient legs and feet. The little girl is here for the convenience of Old Brother Wang.

Because the toilet seats of this era, even those of rich families, do not have such a style.

Seeing that Uncle Wang was holding tools, Wang Tong'er hurriedly said goodbye to Aunt Wang and Li Shi: "Auntie, I'll go home first and come to see you when I'm free."

"Hey, okay." Li Shi also watched Wang Tong'er grow up. This child was very sensible and pitiful since he was a child.

It's a pity that I am a slave in the Hou Mansion.

Facing Wang Tonger's back, Mrs. Li shook her head and sighed.

It's just that I don't know if she will take a liking to our silly boy when she comes back with the deed?

She saw that her son saw Wang Tong's bright eyes when he was a child. They were all from the past. What didn't she understand?

Before Wang Tong'er left, she saw a round spinning machine placed under the eaves. Don't ask her how she knew it was a spinning machine, because it was wrapped with thread!

Most importantly, she saw the oldest spinning tool that can only be seen in museums - the spindle!
And the handle on the round wheel and the cotton in the flat basket underground.

It must be that Aunt Wang was just sitting there spinning.

In ancient times, it was simply twisted by hand, and later a professional twisting tool, the spinning wheel, was used. The twisting tools were generally called spindles and spinning pendants, and the folks also called twisting weights.

She still knows this bit of knowledge, so it shouldn't be wrong.

Well, next time I go home and ask my aunt, see if I can ask her to buy some thread and knit a pair of pants with a stick.

In such a cold winter, I only wore a pair of underwear and slightly thicker underwear, and a thick cotton skirt.

It’s okay to have a charcoal basin inside the house, but it’s really cold outside.

If I can weave a strip of cotton trousers and line them inside, it will definitely not be easy to catch a cold.

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When Wang Tong'er came home, she saw that Wang Hai had measured the size of the toilet seat, and hurried over: "Uncle Wang, I want to help Daddy make a wheelchair."

"Huh? What is a wheelchair?" Wang Hai asked with a confused face.

Not only Wang Hai, but also Wang Zhong and Wang Jiagen, who came after Wang Tonger, also looked at her strangely.

"Wheelchairs are chairs for people with tight legs and feet. There are two large wheel plates underneath, which can be rolled and walked. You can push them with your hands or with the help of others."

"Uncle Wang, the wheels of a wheelchair are similar to the wheels of a carriage, but not as big." Wang Tong'er gestured with her small hands and explained to them briefly. When she draws the drawing of the wheelchair, she will explain it to Wang in detail. Uncle introduced.

Wang Hai glanced at Wang Tong'er, then turned to Wang Chong and said enviously: "Brother Wang, you are blessed, you have given birth to a good daughter who knows both cold and hot!"

Wang Zhong also has a deep understanding at this moment. Since his daughter went home to recover from her injuries a few days ago, he feels that her daughter is different from before.

I used to complain from time to time that I was not born in a good family...

Now he thinks about his useless disabled father everywhere, alas!
It is a blessing from the past life, and the children are filial and well-behaved!

Wang Chong's tiger's eyes were wet slightly, he took Wang Hai's words and said: "It's just a pain for me..."

"Daddy, why are you sad? Tong'er is not bitter at all. In a few years, won't Tong'er come home? Then, Tong'er will be with you every day!" Wang Tong'er comforted her father with frowned eyes.

"Okay, okay! Daddy is not sad but happy. Daddy will stay with me when Tong'er comes back!" Wang Zhong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, grinned and said happily.

I know in my heart that even if my daughter goes home, she won't be able to stay with me for a few days. Girls are going to marry after all!

Wang Hai is envious and jealous when he looks at the father and daughter's loving father and son...

My own daughter is laughing and joking all day long, so there is no one like Wang Tonger who is sensible and filial!
The handsome Wang Jiagen looked at Wang Tong'er secretly with deep affection in his eyes.

Wang Tong'er didn't notice this, she was looking forward to her father's freedom of movement in the future...
When Uncle Wang and his son left next door, Wang Tong'er saw that it was getting late, so she said to Wang Zhong: "Daddy, Tong'er go back first, and come back to see you when you have time in a few days!"

"Okay, you should also pay attention to your health in the residence." Wang Zhong reminded, he didn't know that his daughter had a fever and fell ill again, and if he knew that her daughter was sick, he would feel distressed.

"Well, Tong'er knows!"

Wang Tong'er left home, and hurriedly walked towards the back door of the waiting mansion.

I planned to go back and draw the blueprint of the wheelchair first, and then find a chance to go out of the house after a few days.

The road from Wang Tong'er's house to the backyard of the Hou's Mansion is not like the road paved with bluestones on the street, but a dirt path, and there are not many people walking this way.

"Why, you sneaked out to hang around after you recovered?"

(End of this chapter)