Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 102 Wheelchair
Yan Qinghe turned a page lightly, and Ruyu's fingers slid across the paper, feeling an indescribable beauty, "Thank you Yiyi." He made a lot of effort, and did not make any comments on other things she raised.

Naturally, Yun Yiyi didn't think so much, she thought he agreed with her, but thought that the other party looked so cute, just like a bun, but she didn't know that after the bun was opened, it was filled with bean paste.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Yun Yiyi smiled like a flower, as if these things were trivial.

There was confusion in Yan Qinghe's eyes, which dissipated in just a split second, and he smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to Yiyi."

Yun Yiyi was extremely happy to hear this sentence without ups and downs, it was more obedient than the two cubs.

Yan Qinghe sometimes loses his focus when looking at her smile, but when he thinks of the other party's identity, he starts to feel annoyed again.I have to admit that Yun Yiyi's smile is very contagious, she is always full of love for the things around her, it seems that the future is so beautiful.In this era when food is good, her positivity can easily attract the attention of others.If all she does is acting, this attitude cannot be acted out.A person's temperament is integrated into his bones. When she gives people the impression that she has always been like this, either her acting skills are too high, or she is such a person in the first place.

Obviously Yun Yiyi can't have this kind of acting skills, and it's impossible for her to put all her thoughts on pretending. This doesn't mean anything to her, so she is really full of confidence in her future life.

Even if she had hope for the future because she wanted to elope with someone else, Yan Qinghe would still be attracted by the light she emitted, and then spurn herself afterwards.

After Yun Yiyi went out, Yan Qinghe accelerated the speed of flipping through the books. He read the books so fast that he could read ten lines at a glance. Of course, it was not because of how smart he was, but because he had already mastered these books by heart.

Yan Qinghe has always had a talent for reading, and he was also young when he was studying. Although the back was abandoned, when he saw these books again, he found that the knowledge he had memorized in the past was still in his mind.

When Yan Dashuang came back, Yan Xiaoshuang was still reading. He was angry, depressed, and scratched his hair, but the other party gave him even a look.Da Shuang burst into tears, and went into the house to find Yan Qinghe, only to find that he was still holding the book.This thing can't be eaten, what's the fun.

When Yan Xiaoshuang ignored him, even if he took off his clothes, the other party would not even look at him. They have been brothers for more than three years, and Yan Dashuang knew his brother very well.Only then did he give up directly and look for a new goal.In his opinion, Yan Qinghe's temper is good, and he wants to find someone soft to pinch.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his chubby claws to cover the words on the book, preventing Yan Qinghe from reading.

"Father, stop watching college and play with the nest."

This cub can actually read and write, Yan Qinghe suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked a question: "Have you ever learned this book?" It is impossible to think about it, he only started studying at the age of six, and it is impossible to read this book. Read all the words in the book.

Yan Dashuang shook his head, "No." He didn't know many words, but he just happened to know these two. As for why he knew him, he didn't know, probably it was a subtle effect.

Sure enough, Yan Qinghe was not angry, and touched his face, "Where did you go this morning?"

When Yan Dashuang saw that he had put down the book and was about to chat with himself, he was overjoyed, so he chattered: "Mother is going to make a table, and went to Lao Liu's house." He heard Yun Yiyi calling Lao Liu behind his back , I learned it by myself.

Yan Qinghe naturally knew who he was talking about. In this village, only Lao Liu's family was doing woodwork.

Yan Dashuang continued to talk about his bacon, from bacon to his buns, and then to his pig's trotters.

Yan Qinghe touched his head from time to time, expressing that he was listening, so he could encourage Yan Dashuang to continue talking, but he was thinking of making a table in his heart. There is no shortage of tables in this room. Could it be that Yun Yiyi changed his mind because of a guilty conscience? Went to find a carpenter.But don't you feel heartache for losing a piece of meat in vain?
At noon, Yun Yiyi made a large pot of stewed bacon. The bacon has been left for a long time, and the meat has become hard and not as tasty as before. , she put a handful of fans in it, and it came out.

Yan Dashuang's taste has been spoiled recently, but he also likes to eat this kind of meat, and eats a lot of it dipped in chili water.

Yun Yiyi made two dishes, one was a non-spicy soy sauce dish with only salt and soy sauce in it, it looked tasteless, of course it was specially made for Yan Qinghe, earlier, she even He was not allowed to eat soy sauce.Yan Xiaoshuang, who doesn't like spicy food, also likes to eat soy sauce dishes, and keeps dipping them in soy sauce.

She and Yan Xiaoshuang kept dipping in the chili dish, and the hands of several people interacted very harmoniously.

In addition to reading books, Yan Qinghe has been making clothes for the past few days. There are a lot of fabrics. Since he found out that Yun Yiyi didn't care, he made some more for himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have a change of clothes after taking a bath. All his old clothes were thrown away.

It's just that when his clothes are piled up in the cabinet, he actually has an illusion of home.

Although Yun Yiyi moved the tables over so that Yan Qinghe could pick up vegetables on the bed, it was still inconvenient. After a few days, she went to Lao Liu's house and took the chairs and tables made by Lao Liu I took it back.

This small table is bigger than the stool. It is square and can place a lot of things on it, and it is not heavy to lift. As for the chair, it doesn't even have legs, so it looks nondescript.

Yan Qinghe knew that Yun Yiyi had gone out, and she would go out sometimes, but she would come back soon, usually not too far, and most of the time she was feeding the chickens in the yard.

It took a long time for Yun Yiyi to go this time, she took two things by herself, so naturally she walked slowly.

Yan Qinghe still had those books beside his bed, he had actually read them again, but Yun Yiyi thought he hadn't finished them yet, so she took the things in and said, "Old Liu put the small desk on the bed It's done, try it and see if it works."

Yun Yiyi put the small table on his bed, "Sit up and try."

This was the first time Yan Qinghe saw such a small table. After Yun Yiyi helped him up, the table could just fit on both sides of his thighs, which looked very practical.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and put the book beside him on it. It was very stable, and the table did not shake.

Yun Yiyi smiled and put a broken chair on the ground, "You see, this is a wheelchair, but it has no wheels, so it can't be pushed."

Yan Qinghe looked at the pile of rubbish and said nothing. If he had been in the past, he would have dismissed it, but after looking at this small table, he suddenly felt that maybe Yun Yiyi could really make a wheelchair.

Yun Yiyi went out quickly, and when she came in, she brought another bowl of chicken soup. These days, he drank chicken soup every day, probably because it was overcooked, and now the chicken soup is all stewed.

The chicken soup was placed firmly on the table, Yun Yiyi narrowed her eyes with a smile: "How about it, this method is very good, am I very smart?"

Her smug face actually looked somewhat similar to Yan Dashuang, and Yan Qinghe unconsciously showed a smile, "Well, very smart."

When he said this, Yun Yiyi felt a little embarrassed. She took out the wheel she made earlier from under the bed, "Look, I can make things in a few days."

Yan Qinghe blinked, and said kindly: "Okay." He looked like a young boy with no threat.

In fact, Yan Qinghe didn't believe it in his heart. This thing looked weird, and it was not as good as the car he thought of in his mind.

There is nothing wrong now, Yun Yiyi also turned out the hammer, as well as the iron nails and rivets from the old Liu's house, she looked up, and a strand of hair fell down and floated across her cheek, "Wait for me Once you have mastered the trick, you may not be able to install the wheels today."

Seeing that she was busy all the time, it was because of him, Yan Qinghe's heart skipped a beat, and he had some expectations for this broken-looking chair.

The chair seemed to have been specially made, leaving just the right place on both sides, just enough to fit two wheels.Yun Yiyi fixed it with nails and rivets. She looked very serious when she lowered her eyes. Although it was only two wheels, it took nearly two hours.

This thing looked nondescript and a bit strange, but Yan Qinghe frowned slowly. He didn't quite understand it, but he felt that this thing might not be able to realize transportation in the house as Yun Yiyi said.

In fact, this is just a smaller car, just like this small table.

Yun Yiyi put the wheelchair aside and clapped her hands. She had other things to do. This chair still needs to be improved later, and it is unusable in its current state.She didn't even have to try, she knew that it would be uncomfortable to sit on.

In addition to improving the wheels, the chair needs to be padded with several layers of cushions.

Counting the time, Yun Yiyi went out to tell the two cubs a story, and after that, went to cook the rice and arranged everything in an orderly manner.It's not troublesome for her to cook. There are still a lot of things in the refrigerator, so just take them out and heat them up.

This time Yan Qinghe had a small table, so Yun Yiyi put a separate copy on the table for him, so it was much more convenient for him.

The wheelchair was quietly placed aside, and it had already attracted the attention of the two cubs. Yan Dashuang said, "Mother, why is that chair different from the one you sit on?" Curiosity flashed in his eyes, and his mouth But chewing meat.

Yun Yiyi picked up a piece of pork ribs for him, "Eat more." This thing hasn't been made yet, and she doesn't want to explain.

It was the first time that Yun Yiyi asked him to eat more after so long, Yan Dashuang immediately forgot the question he asked before, and moved to bite the ribs.

(End of this chapter)