Luo nine needles

Chapter 21
This girl is weird.

If you open your eyes, you don't look like them at all, but if you close your eyes, you look like an old man who has been in the industry for many years.

It has been several years since I saw the old ones, and the new ones have already been cut off. I can't tell whether I feel happy or worried when someone suddenly appears.

Wei Dongjia's eyes were gloomy, and he slapped his legs hard, his hands hurt from the slaps, and his legs felt numb.

He said: "Don't think too much, you're just here to make a living." Having said that, he glanced at the closed door over there.

Even if it is really a junior who has entered the industry, how powerful can a girl be at such a young age?It's just an orphan looking for a home to rely on.

The store clerk was coming over with a food box at this time, when he suddenly heard the words of the owner, he stopped, a little at a loss.

"Then, is this meal still available?" He asked in a low voice.

Wei Dongjia turned his head and glared at him.

"Eat!" He said with a sneer, "If you look at a person's body, if you look at yourself, everyone will love each other!"

After all, shopkeeper Lu didn't need to push the cart, he turned the wheel vigorously, and walked away with a click.

Shopkeeper Lu shook his head, motioned to the shop assistant to deliver the meal, and walked away.

I didn't understand what the boss said, but let Chi still understand, and the shop clerk didn't think too much about it, and happily knocked on the door.

"Ah Qi Xiaoqing, the meal is ready, let's get busy after the meal."

Qixing and Qingzhi ate six meals in Ruyifang, and only drank a few sips of tea on the fourth day, saying that the wheelchair was ready and could be used by the owner.

Wei Dong's family was woken up and complained with a sullen face, which disturbed his sleep.

"At your age, it's not about sleeping for a while." Shopkeeper Lu said.

Wei Dongjia heheed twice: "I'm so old and in this state, I can't even sleep peacefully, I might as well be dead."

The two chatted together, Wei Dong's family was pushed by the servant, and they came to the wheelchair room made by Seven Stars together. The closed door was opened today, and Wei Dong's family and shopkeeper Lu walked in for the first time - it was their shop, But the woman borrowed it and closed the door every time she walked, so they naturally wouldn't come in.

They don't bother to spy on other people's secret skills.

The workshop is still familiar, the inside is messy, full of wooden tools, and the familiar wheelchair is still familiar. There are no carvings or fine decorations, and it even looks like a layer of skin has been scraped, making it even uglier.

Wei Dongjia scoffed: "Miss is learning the skills of returning to basics and returning to the truth, repairing the new as the old."

Qixing looked at him and asked curiously, "Master, how can you be in charge of craftsmen?"

Wei Dongjia was stunned for a moment: "I'm a carpenter, of course I open a workshop!"

Qixing snorted, and glanced at him: "I said, why is it against the rules, why is a debater still in charge of business?"

Wei Dongjia was taken aback, but the shopkeeper Lu beside him had already burst out laughing, and then laughed out loud.

Yes, let your words be mean!This young lady mocked you for not being a master and not worthy of being in charge of a craftsman's workshop.

In their family, everyone is good at different things and does different things. Those who are good at crafts are craftsmen, those who are good at debate are scholars, and those who are good at martial arts are knights. Different identities have different divisions of labor, but industries are generally controlled by craftsmen.

This girl is young, but she knows a lot.

Wei Dongjia sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, you are not qualified to judge my background, let me see if you are qualified to be a carpenter."

After finishing speaking, he turned the wheelchair around, and the shopkeeper Lu and Wei Dong's family servants worked together to help Wei Dong's family onto the newly made wheelchair.

"Narrow and small." Wei Dongjia said, shaking his body, and glanced at Qixing, "Can't you measure the size of a person with your eyes?"

The girl didn't come to measure his size before making the wheelchair. Of course, this is nothing to the craftsmen, who can use their eyes as a ruler.

Qixing didn't speak, just smiled, and stretched out his hand to ask, "Push."

The personal servant took the initiative to push.

Although the wheelchair can also turn by itself, it is still laborious. Most of the disabled do not have that strength. Generally, it is more convenient to push it. Therefore, the wheelchair is actually convenient for the person who is looking after it, not the person being looked after.

Whether it is easy to use or not, it is more suitable for people who push the cart to try.

But Qixing stretched out his hand to stop him: "Master, do it yourself." He pointed to the handrail, "Push here."

Wei Dong's family snorted and pushed, and when he pushed hard, there was a soft creaking sound in his ear.

"It's so heavy, and it's a bit thorny." He said lightly, "No matter how urgent you are, you have to polish it well."

He squinted at the woman, and even mocked him for being mean and mean, you didn't do well yourself, why don't you let others tell?
This little girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was not tall. After he asked this sentence, she looked a little shorter.

Oh, I shrank my shoulders with guilt.

"Dong, Dongjia..."

This is the shout of the servant, and the voice is a little weird.

Wei Dong's family took a look at him, why, they also want to complain for this girl?Young people are so nice, they are liked and tolerated in everything they do...
He is old, his body is shriveled, his legs are useless, and he is shorter than others wherever he goes, and he is always looked down upon when he speaks.

After being taught a few times by him, everyone lowered their heads and lowered their eyes when they looked at him wisely.

At this moment, the little servant actually looked directly at him, and opened his mouth wide, looking like a ghost.

What's wrong?It's just that he has a disabled leg, not a disfigured appearance. Wei Dong's family glared at this young man, looked at him at the same level, and then looked down...
look down?

Wei Dongjia was stunned for a moment, why did he look down?Because if you don't look down, you can't see the boy's eyes.

This boy, in order to take care of him as a cripple, specially chose a tall and strong man.

How did you become shorter?
Wei Dong's family turned their eyes and saw shopkeeper Lu, who was also looking at him with his chin slightly raised...
This surnamed Lu was originally not as tall as him, and he was given a wheelchair, but when he found an opportunity to humiliate him, he often deliberately lowered his head and looked down at him.

Why are you willing to hold your head up now?

"Old Wei—" Shopkeeper Lu tremblingly shouted, "You, you stood up!"

stand up?

Wei Dongjia couldn't help looking down, and what he saw was not the pair of unconscious legs, but the ground.

How long had he not seen the ground?In the past, when I saw it, I was blocked by my legs.

The ground is so high!

"I, I, stand up?" He said hoarsely, subconsciously looking at the girl beside him, "What should I do?"

Qixing raised her chin slightly and said, "Then move forward."

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Ruyifang has a front hall dedicated to entertaining guests.

Although the furniture and utensils are special, most of the guests come to see the real objects directly in the warehouse, but some people need to see the pictures, especially the female relatives, they prefer to look at the pictures compared to the men who like to see the real objects and touch the materials Look at the pattern.

Good tea is prepared in the lobby and pastries are always kept fresh.

A shop clerk looked at the snacks on the tray and calculated when it was delivered. It seemed like yesterday. Did it smell bad? Before he raised his head, he heard someone cough heavily.

"Don't steal it!"

The shop clerk was startled, and looked for the sound, only to see a pair of eyes peeking out of the lattice window behind, and he even let out a ouch in fright.

Before he could speak, a rumbling sound sounded, and those eyes left the window.

The shop clerk stared blankly and saw a person standing in a strange wooden wheelchair.

It's a wheelchair.

Although this wheelchair looks strange, people don't sit on it, but stand on it, and when the armrests are shaken by hand, the wheels roll, and people walk around as if they are taking steps.

Walk past the window, through the foyer, and into the back yard.

"The boss really scared me to death." The shop assistant said.

Another guy looked at the man's back from the side door: "I have seen my boss more in the past two days than in the past five years combined."

　Coherent plot, two more
　　
　
(End of this chapter)