Chapter 55 Three years and three years

Autumn after autumn.

Some people see you again, some people never see you again.

Dragging such a half-disabled body, Chen An managed to survive for another three years.

This is already the sixth year that Luo Congan has left.

It's funny to say that Chen An didn't know what he was competing for.

Obviously everything was preset, and he had also prepared himself mentally early, advising himself not to get too involved in the drama.

But after waiting for this day, Chen An couldn't help but look forward to it.

One evening, he suddenly had a premonition and asked someone to bring a message to Lord Ma.

He wanted Master Ma to do a favor.

Ask him to recruit a reliable candidate to take care of his future life.

Plan ahead.

City Lord Ma didn't ask too much, he just did as he was told.

He didn't know much about Chen An's current situation. He only knew that the other party lived in seclusion. He probably suffered too much of a blow when he was young, so he just wanted to live a clean life now.

City Lord Ma basically obeyed Chen An, and he was very respectful when they had occasional contact with him.

This is not only because he admires Chen An as a person, but also because of Li Ye who is far away in the capital.

Li Ye has been prospering in the officialdom in recent years, and news often reaches Guan Ping.

And City Lord Ma is a smart man, so it is naturally impossible for him to treat Chen An badly.

So Chen An’s quaint and old courtyard had a new book boy.

The book boy is about twelve or thirteen years old. He is handsome and clever. His name is Xiaoyu.

Chen An is very satisfied with her.

Although Xiao Yu is not old, he is diligent and has strong hands-on ability.

With her presence in the small courtyard, everything was cleaned and it felt extra lively.

She didn't know if she got news from Lord Ma, or some explanation, but there was always a lot of curiosity in her eyes when she looked at Chen An.

Of course, what she was more curious about was Mr. Chen's craftsmanship.

Mr. Chen doesn't do anything else on weekdays. He just likes to lie on the bamboo chair in a daze, or carving.

Don't carve anything else, just carve wood.

No other shapes were carved, only a strange appearance.

It has a big head, no neck, and short limbs.

This is Xiao Yu’s only impression of the wood carvings carved by Mr. Chen.

But this cannot conceal her admiration for Mr. Chen.

Because those wood carvings are really exquisite and look like living things, which makes people marvel and smack their lips in secret.

On an ordinary morning.

Xiaoyu got up from the wing and heard Mr. Chen's calm call.

"Here we come, sir!"

Xiaoyu jumped up and walked toward her husband's room.

What she also likes about getting along with Mr. Chen is that he never restricts her movements, and he doesn't have all kinds of bad tempers like the previous hosts she served.

Mr. Chen is undoubtedly a very good man.

He also has the mildest temperament she has ever seen, and he always makes people want to get close to him.

Xiao Yu often thinks this way, if she can just serve Mr. Chen like this for the rest of her life, it doesn't seem impossible?

It can only be said that most human beings are really good at controlling their appearance.

Xiaoyu opened the door and found Mr. Chen half-leaning on the bedside, looking out the window quietly.

When he heard the noise, he turned his head and smiled.

"Xiao Yu, I may have to trouble you more in the future."

Xiaoyu was a little puzzled, but still stepped forward and said, "Sir, what are you talking about? I am here specifically to serve you."

She scratched her head naively and said with some embarrassment: "Speaking of which, I haven't been able to help you at all during this period. I feel bad about it."

After Xiaoyu finished speaking, she raised her head and met the man's eyes.

There isn't much emotion, just a little bit of unexplainable emotion.

She heard Mr. Chen say calmly: "From now on, I will have to use a wheelchair..." This year, Chen An lost the ability to walk.

……

……

After all, things can't be contained by paper.

City Lord Ma found out that Chen An's legs were crippled and he was completely disabled.

He expressed great shock and regret, and came to visit several times, bringing many generous gifts that Chen An could never use.

When he saw the wooden carving that Chen An casually placed on the bedside, he was immediately shocked and wanted to ask Chen An to carve a wooden figure of his wife, and promised him a lot of money.

Chen An smiled and refused, and City Master Ma didn't force it, but just slapped his lips on it.

After some polite greetings, City Lord Ma left.

As the lord of a city, he still has a lot of official duties to deal with on weekdays.

Chen An then gave these gifts to Xiao Yu.

In the room, looking at the silks and gifts piled on the floor, Xiao Yu was flattered.

She knelt down in a hurry, "Sir, I forgive Xiaoyu for not being able to obey..."

Chen An laughed.

"Of course it's not for free. You get up first."

Chen An took out the drawings he had drawn in advance and thought about it: "You can help me find a good craftsman in the city and help me make a wheelchair according to the drawings. Just ask me to advance the wages."

He pointed at the gifts, "As for these, just consider them as your reward, okay?"

After hearing this, Xiaoyu still felt a little embarrassed.

However, under Chen An's repeated insistence, she had no choice but to nod in agreement.

In July of the same year, Li Ye learned about Chen An's current situation and wrote a letter.

In the letter, Li Ye expressed his sympathy and compassion for Chen An's experience. He said that he would bring his children to visit Chen An next month.

But one month passed, and Chen An still only received one letter.

Li Ye excused himself by saying that he was busy with official duties recently and really couldn't spare time, and he was very apologetic in his words.

……

……

For the next three years, Chen An was in a wheelchair.

He prefers to sit in a daze under the big locust tree in the yard.

In spring, he looked at the green buds growing on the thick branches of the locust tree and the wildly growing weeds in the yard.

In summer, he would enjoy the shade under the large shadows of the locust trees and listen to the chirping of cicadas and birds.

In autumn, he stretched out his hand to catch the dead leaves falling from the locust tree and felt the changes as autumn came and went.

Only in winter, Chen An would choose to return to the living room and cover himself with a thick quilt.

In winter, the courtyard is too cold, and sometimes the ground is covered with silver frost.

Chen An's body bones are getting weaker and weaker, and he cannot bear the cold.

However, his carving skills became more and more exquisite.

Chen An felt that if the system could display the level, his current carving skill would definitely be lv99.

In recent years, his carving speed has gradually slowed down.

From the beginning there were several a day, but now it may take several days to carve one.

The space of the utility room remains unchanged, but the efficiency of Chen An's sculptures can be changed artificially.

Xiaoyu often stays with him, sometimes hanging out in the yard with him, and sometimes chatting with him.

And if the weather is sunny, Xiaoyu will push Chen An out in a wheelchair and go for a spin.

Guanping City is very small, and it won't take them long to complete the tour of the city.

Chen An might have been used to such a dull life, but Xiao Yu was obviously a little listless, and was often bored to the point of falling asleep.

One day at noon, Xiao Yu held a bunch of small wooden figures and pushed open the door of the utility room.

After she put the wooden figure away, she returned to Chen An.

Then he said casually: "Sir, the pile is almost exhausted..."

In the hall, Chen An tightened the quilt tightly.

(End of this chapter)

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