Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 35 Trading
Pei Xiaoxiao smiled bluntly: "Do you want it? If you don't want me to go find someone else."

Pretending to go.

"and many more!"

Pei Xiaoxiao twitched the corners of her mouth, turned around, and stared at the heroine with a half-smile.

Du Rouhui's face flushed red: "How do you know?"

Pei Xiaoxiao didn't answer her, and directly spread out the drawings, explaining to the hostess the structure of the wheelchair, how to use it, the brakes, the push mechanism, etc., in every detail.

"If cotton cushions and cushions are installed, not only will it be comfortable to sit on, but it will also be warm when it's cold." Pei Xiaoxiao said, "Song Yu needs a wheelchair very much. If you give it to him, he will appreciate you."

Du Rouhui's eyes lit up, and she stared at Pei Xiaoxiao vigilantly, and asked tentatively, "You are her wife, why don't you send it yourself?"

"Do you want it? Do you want me to go to someone else?"

"You!" Du Rouhui gritted her teeth angrily, and she suddenly sneered, "Why should I do what you say?"

Pei Xiaoxiao paused, folded the blueprint and stuffed it into her arms: "Oh? It's not because of you."

Turn around and leave again.

Du Rouhui's expression froze, and she said bitterly: "If you don't say it, don't say it, give me the blueprint."

Pei Xiaoxiao smiled: "You owe me a favor."

"Why?" Du Rouhui looked in disbelief, "Obviously you found me."

"Then I'll go find someone else."

"Can you be a little new in your words? Hehe...I already know what a wheelchair is now, and I can find someone to customize it. What are you dragging?"

"It's okay, I can give it to Song Yu in my own name... Do you think he likes it from you, or from me?"

"You!" Du Rouhui gritted her teeth: "Okay, I owe you a favor!"

"Is that right?"

Du Rouhui took the drawing, stared into Pei Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly, and asked faintly, "Do you know what your actions today represent?"

"Do you think everyone else is as stupid as you?" Pei Xiaoxiao suppressed her smile.

"Tsk tsk, are you getting angry from embarrassment?"

Pei Xiaoxiao turned around and left.

"Why don't you just make peace with him?"

There was no response, Du Rouhui stared at her back, anger, jealousy, disdain, and contempt flashed in her eyes.

She sneered again: "Pei Xiaoxiao, a person like you who doesn't know how to cherish, doesn't deserve Brother Song Yu's love."

Pei Xiaoxiao didn't look back, her voice was very cold: "Mind yourself."

"Since you know what you are doing... Keep a distance from Brother Song Yu in the future, and, when I am with Brother Song Yu, I hope you can retreat."

Pei Xiaoxiao quickened her pace.

late at night.

Pei Xiaoxiao suffered from insomnia again.

This time it was not because of Song Yu.

Instead, she found that she was not punished when she met Du Rouhui today.

It was almost midnight, and even small situations such as kicking the toes to the corner of the table or pinching the fingers on the door panel did not occur.

Is it because you didn't stay with the hero and heroine at the same time?
Or...she did something to boost the relationship between the hero and heroine?

It is not difficult to confirm, just check it several times.

Pei Xiaoxiao was very happy to be able to figure out a certain rule in the book...

And a little empty.

The carpenter's house.

"Jarber, can you do this?"

"Let me see." Song Jia stopped sawing wood, wiped her hands, and took the blueprint in Du Rouhui's hand, "What can this thing do? Eh... This painting looks like Xiaoxiao's girl."

Du Rouhui's heart tightened, she was very annoyed.

Failed.

It shouldn't be made for Garber.

If the wheelchair had something to do with Pei Xiaoxiao, would Song Yu think too much?

Right now Jiabo has recognized Pei Xiaoxiao's painting style, if he denies it...

Gritting her teeth, she forced a smile: "Yes, Miss Xiaoxiao's drawing method is special, and the drawing structure is just right, but the wheelchair is my own idea."

Jiabo nodded in affirmation: "All the parts are drawn, with sizes, and the details are clearly marked, which is clear at a glance."

Du Rouhui was a little upset that he was praising Pei Xiaoxiao.

She changed the subject: "Can it be done?"

"Others are easy to talk about." Garber shook his head, "The two big wheels and the small wheels need more professional people to make them. If you can buy wheels, I can give it a try."

Du Rouhui pursed her lips and said, "Oh, then I'll go to the city and have a look..."

Jiabo nodded slightly, and handed the blueprint back to her.

After folding the blueprint, Du Rouhui walked out.

I became more and more annoyed.

Knowing that Brother Song Yu would come to Jiabo's place to buy some wood from time to time, why did he just come here because he was greedy for convenience and cheapness?

I don't know if he will talk nonsense.

Hey!
I can only find someone to customize it in the city, and I must never come here again.

Since that rainy day, Song Yu has been in a good mood, with a smile on his face from time to time.

Sun Yang is also sensible, adapting to his mood according to the situation, and continuously popping up.

Today, the pain has eased a lot, and I can barely walk a few steps.

At noon, Song Yu was lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard, enjoying the warm winter sun's caress, feeling very comfortable.

There was the sound of wheels rolling outside the door.

Xiaoxiao came back a little early today.

Song Yu looked towards the gate in surprise.

"Just stop at the door of the crooked neck tree in front of you."

It wasn't Xiaoxiao's voice.

Song Yu frowned.

A mule cart appeared in sight and slowly stopped at the gate of Old Song's house.

"Master, help me carry it." Du Rouhui ordered.

The coachman responded and got into the carriage.

Holding her skirt, she gracefully got out of the car, looked into the door, and smiled shyly: "Brother Song Yu, can I come in? I have something to ask you."

They don't know each other well, what can happen?

Out of politeness, Song Yu nodded: "What's the matter?"

"I'll introduce you to something good, you should like it." Du Rouhui smiled brightly and walked into Song's house gracefully.

When Mother Song and the others heard the commotion, they raised their heads one after another.

The coachman just got out of the car.

All eyes were on the chair with wheels in his hand.

"What is this?" Mother Song asked in amazement, faintly excited.

She looked at Song Yu and then at the things in the driver's hand, as if she had guessed something.

"This is a wheelchair." Du Rouhui straightened her back slightly, "It is very suitable for people with handicapped legs and feet, and it is very convenient to move around...Brother Song Yu, do you want to try it?"

Everyone in the Song family showed surprise on their faces.

"That's great." Song Ting moved closer to Song Yu, "Daddy, you don't have to stay in the room all the time from now on."

"Try! Of course!" Mother Song grinned to her ears, "Third brother, can you stand up now? Do you want your second brother to help?"

Song Yu nodded slightly: "I will do it myself."

This wheelchair cost a lot of money. Under Du Rouhui's careful supervision, the carpenter polished it very carefully. Whether it was steering, comfort, or noise, everything was done very well.

Du Rouhui leaned slightly beside Song Yu, carefully explaining to him how to use it: "The ring on the outside of the wheel can be turned by hand, so you don't need to be pushed, brother Song Yu, you can also move by yourself."

"Also, this is the brake wrench, if you don't want to go, just press it."

The girl's cool voice was full of tenderness.

Get close, a scent goes straight to the tip of the nose.

Song Yu frowned, learned what he had learned, and turned the wheelchair back a little to increase the distance from her.

Du Rouhui's expression froze.

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