I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 16 Designing a Wheelchair and Holding a Hospital-wide Meeting
Song Wu could feel that BJ's supply of supplies was becoming increasingly tight, and more and more things needed to be purchased with vouchers.Therefore, although he would not buy too many things at one time, he had made up his mind to make more trips every now and then to stock up on some things.

Song Wu came out of the department store and looked for a place to have lunch.He didn't spend much money, but the food stamps cost him a lot.A sesame seed cake costs less than a dime, but it costs [-] taels of food stamps.Song Wu, who was originally prepared to eat with ease, had to make careful calculations.

Having almost finished shopping, Song Wu got on the bus and prepared to go home after dinner.

He felt that it was too inconvenient for a cripple to run around like this.He walked with a limp like this. Not only was he slow, but he also struggled a lot.

Sitting on the swaying bus, he pondered in his mind.

"I have to get myself a wheelchair. Otherwise, it would be too inconvenient to travel, and it would be too tiring to pretend to be lame and walk. And I can't assemble myself a bicycle to ride, otherwise this leg will be exposed."

It would be a simple matter for him to assemble a wheelchair for himself, but as a lame person, it is really inconvenient for him to ride it.

The best thing to do now is to get yourself a wheelchair.

When he thought of getting himself a wheelchair, the first thought that came to his mind was a three-wheeled wheelchair that could be cranked by hand.

This kind of wheelchair is driven by a hand crank, which is more convenient for people who have difficulty moving their lower limbs.The car repair shop he had before traveling back in time had modified many of these hand-cranked wheelchairs for people in his early years.

This kind of wheelchair has never been seen before in this era. If he goes back and draws a prototype, he should be able to make it.

The more Song Wu thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible and feasible.

He can make a hand-operated wheelchair with the spare parts and tools he currently has in the car repair shop. He just needs to find someone to help him and weld the frame.And if you want to weld something, you can go to the welding workshop of the steel rolling mill to find help.

Song Wu got off the bus and limped on the road, constantly thinking about his hand-cranked three-wheeled wheelchair.He's already starting to figure out the exact styling details.

When we returned to the car repair shop, it was just after dinner time, and there were not many people in the alley.

Song Wu had nothing to do at the moment, so he took out an old exercise book and started writing and drawing with a pencil on the back.

He used a ruler to mark the approximate shape of the handlebar wheelchair and the size and proportion of each component, slowly calculating and drawing.Finally, I started drawing the dimensions of each component, and before I knew it, it was time to get off work in the afternoon.

At this time, there were more than 20 sheets in an old exercise book, and the back was all filled with his drawings.He finally drew all the parts used according to the dimensions in his memory.

Of course, being able to complete it so quickly was mainly due to the fact that he had made more than one such wheelchair before traveling, and the entire process was familiar to him.

In addition, it must be attributed to the predecessor of this era. In terms of pure craftsmanship, he is definitely much better than he was before. 1+1 of the two is definitely greater than 2, so a hand-cranked three-wheeled wheelchair can be so easily placed on the picture. produced.

Song Wu stood up and moved his somewhat stiff body. He stood at the door of the shop and watched the number of pedestrians in the alley slowly increasing.

He twisted his waist slightly and thought: "While there is no work in the shop right now, I might as well go to the backyard to look for useful spare parts."

He rummaged through the yard and shop, intending to find ready-made, good-quality items and put them in a pile.He couldn't find the parts, so he had to rub them by hand.

He designed this wheelchair to be not only strong but also lightweight.More importantly, it can provide relatively strong power without using too much strength of both hands as much as possible.At least climb a gentle slope of more than ten degrees and don't take too much effort.

So for three wheels, I looked for 26-inch wheel wheels, and then looked for a frame that could be easily converted into a body.

It took nearly an hour to find and pile up all the large things that could be found, and Song Wu was sweating all over.

Because work came to the shop, he stopped rummaging first and started busy repairing other people's cars.

He never stopped.

Those who pump air, repair tires, repair brakes and replace brake pads, repair pedals and replace saddles, many of them are just odd jobs.In the meantime, the soles of two pairs of shoes were smashed and a leather bag was repaired.

The most troublesome thing is that the rear wheel bearings always make noise.He originally thought that the steel balls were rotten, but it turned out that the bearing steel bowl was worn out. Song Wu searched for this part for a long time but could not find a suitable one.

I simply used a vise to knock out the broken steel bowl, cut and grind it, and refurbished it.

Then, apply butter, install steel balls on the wheels, tighten the screws, and try to ride. The car is much faster and smoother, which makes the middle-aged man who came to repair the car very happy.

When paying, Song Wu only charged him 5 cents, which surprised the middle-aged man.

Song Wu said: "Look, the sign at the door says, 'Benefiting the people's car repair shop.' We work to serve the people. I charge some capital, and the country pays me wages for my craftsmanship." ." He said this with a solemn and serious tone.The middle-aged man thought Song Wu's words were good, so he didn't leave in a hurry. He sat down and chatted with Song Wu for a while, and asked him clearly about the ins and outs of his shop.Before leaving, it could be seen that he was very emotional and even reluctant to leave.

Song Wu's fee for repairing things is really not high. This is a fact. It is basically just a little extra cost. This is also the main purpose of this shop.The predecessor had always implemented it well, and Song Wu also decided to continue doing so.

Repairing cars is a habit, a hobby, and a rhythm of life for him.He was very satisfied with not having to worry about food and drink.Making money doesn't just mean this. If you really want to make money, there are plenty of ways to do it when you encounter opportunities.

Of course, Song Wu likes to work in this shop, and another reason is that the amount of money he can make depends on his mood.

For example, today I repaired the rear bearing for this middle-aged man.If you don't like this person, then 2 yuan, 3 yuan, or 5 yuan is also possible.But if he thinks the person is pretty good and the conversation is pleasant, 5 cents can be spent.

He works now just to be in a happy mood.

I was busy until about 7 o'clock. I finished the last piece of work and closed the stall.

I ran all morning today and didn't stop in the afternoon. I'm still quite tired now.So I originally planned to be busy with the three-wheeled wheelchair for a while, but now I have no energy, so I just went back to wash up and go to bed.

But I just couldn't follow his wishes.Song Wu had just washed his face in the front room when he was dragged by Yan Bugui, the third uncle from across the street, to the middle courtyard for a general meeting.

"Third uncle, I won't go to this meeting. I've been tired all day, and I can hardly open my eyes now." In my memory, my predecessor often did not participate in various theme-wide meetings in the hospital because of his inconvenient legs and feet. General Assembly.

But today I don’t know why.Yan Bugui wanted to pull him in, and he was very insistent.

Just go, Song Wu followed him to the middle courtyard.

Not long after the meeting, everyone had already arrived, and the middle courtyard was full of people sitting and standing.A square wooden table was placed in the open space in front of the main house, Silu Zhu's house, and the three uncles sat in turn.

The first uncle, Yi Zhonghai, sat at the northern end of the table, with the second uncle and the third uncle on the left and right.

Liu Haizhong, an official fan, stood up and spoke first.

"Today's general meeting of the hospital is held because our hospital needs to respond to the changes in social conditions. For specific matters, everyone welcomes the speech."

Yi Zhonghai shook the gown he was wearing amid the relatively neat applause, picked up the teapot and took a sip of water before speaking slowly.

"Now everyone can feel that the country is in a difficult period, and the supply of various materials is getting increasingly tight. At this time, we especially need to help each other and unite as one. There are also many families in our courtyard who are facing difficulties in life, so This meeting today is to promote the spirit of mutual help.”

Yi Zhonghai paused for a moment, glanced at the entire audience, then picked up the teapot and took a sip of water.Then they looked at each other with Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong.

"The three of us gathered together and came up with an idea at the meeting today. It is to call on families who are still able to donate some food and distribute it uniformly in our courtyard. If someone's life is difficult, the blame cannot be revealed. , you can apply to our three uncles. Depending on the specific situation, the donated food can be distributed to some needy families. At least it can provide a few meals of food rations, so that everyone can respond to emergencies."

After he finished speaking, people in the audience started talking buzzingly.Yi Zhonghai obviously didn't want to give everyone the opportunity to express their opinions freely. He quickly raised his voice: "I will take the lead first. This time I will donate ten pounds of stick noodles." Then he looked at Liu Haizhong.

Liu Haizhong stood up with a bulging belly and shouted loudly: "I will also donate ten pounds of stick noodles."

It's Yan Bugui's turn.

I saw him standing hesitantly, wanting to open his mouth and then shut it, but finally had to speak. "My family is in a special situation, and everyone knows it. Well, I will donate two kilograms of stick noodles."

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong both looked at Yan Bugui.Judging from the expressions on their faces, it seemed that what Yan Bugui said was different from what they had agreed upon.

Sure enough, there are people who don't give Yan Bugui face.Silly Zhu, who was sitting in the front row, jumped up and said, "I will also donate ten kilograms of stick noodles. We are serious men. We will take action when it is time to do it. We can't be like some people. You're so mean-spirited." As he said that, he glanced at Yan Bugui.

But Yan Bugui closed his eyelids, and the old god was sitting there, as if he didn't hear anything at all, which made Silly Zhu who wanted to stand out very boring.

Next to the people in the courtyard, you have one pound, I have half a pound, and three taels, and two taels. In the end, except for three or four families, all the others donated food, mainly stick noodles.

Song Wu also donated two kilograms of stick noodles along with Da Liuer.

At this moment, Jia and Zhang, who had not donated anything, stood up.

(End of this chapter)