Old Jiangtou also said: "I suggest that it is better to install a few rollers under the wheelchair, just like the stroller. It can also be pushed outside the yard for play. How great!"

Old Yangtou was also looking forward to it, and said with a smile: "Not only can others push it, but the main thing is that I can push it by myself in a wheelchair. It's better for me to push myself. I don't expect others to be inconvenient."

Lao Suntou and Lao Jiangtou nodded together: "Yes, then be someone who can push yourself. You can go wherever you want, just like before, it will be more convenient!"

Old Yangtou said: "I will tell him when the third child comes over."

After a while, Yang Huazhong came over, and Lao Yangtou immediately told him about the matter.

Yang Huazhong said with a smile: "This is a good idea. Why didn't I think of it? I'm such an idiot. Don't worry, dad, I'll go find some good wood right now!"

Yang Huazhong left the house angrily.

In the room, Old Jiangtou said to Old Yangtou: "Brother, you have raised a good son. If the third son is the second most filial son in the world, I am afraid no one will dare to be the first."

Old Yangtou smiled and nodded, his face full of relief: "Not only do I have a good son, I also have a virtuous and good daughter-in-law. At this point, I have to thank my father-in-law."

Lao Yangtou said this to Lao Suntou. Lao Suntou was a little stunned. When he came back to his senses, he was really excited.

"In-laws, don't say that. Since my daughter has entered your old Yang family, she is your daughter-in-law, and she should serve you as she should."

"The third brother is not bad, he is my son-in-law and son-in-law. This is what you have taught me well!"

While the two old men were complimenting each other in the room, Yang Huazhong had already picked out the wood, and then went to the next door yard to discuss the construction of the wheelchair with Blacksmith Luo.

Blacksmith Luo scratched his scalp and said, "If you ask me how to get a hoe and shovel out, I'll fix it for you without saying anything. But I'm not good at this, so you have to ask the carpenter."

"By the way, isn't your Yongzhi a carpenter? It's best to ask him!"

Yang Huazhong slapped his head and said, "I am so stupid that I forgot about Yongzhi. Yes, he is a carpenter and is better than us. I will ask him when he comes back from the Taoist temple in the evening!"

Yang Yongzhi, Zhao Damao, and Yang Huaming all work in the Taoist temple.

Especially during the period from the first lunar month to the second lunar month, the incense in Taoist temples is at its peak, and there are many faithful men and women who come to burn incense every day, so Yang Yongzhi and the others are even more busy.

Every day I go to the Taoist temple before dawn and return to the village when it is almost dark.

After dinner, Yang Huazhong came to his old house, found Yang Yongzhi, and told him about the wheelchair.

Yang Yongzhi said: "This is simple. I can draw the drawings tomorrow, but the Taoist temple is too busy at this time and I can't spare any time to fix the wheelchair."

Yang Huazhong said: "It's okay. You finish the drawings. I will prepare the wooden boards according to the drawings. When you are free, I will come over and tidy up. We will try to get your father in the wheelchair and leave the room as soon as possible.

, I see him, he is really depressed during this period."

Uncle Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi spent five nights working to finally build Lao Yangtou's wheelchair.

When the brand new wheelchair was moved into Lao Yangtou's house, Lao Yangtou was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

Yang Huazhong said excitedly: "Dad, this wheelchair was built for you by Yongzhi. I put a handle on the side. Yongzhi really deserves to be a carpenter. This wheelchair is really good. I was in

I sat on it for a while and felt it, it’s really comfortable!”

Lao Yang nodded while listening and couldn't wait to sit on it and try it.

So, Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi worked together to help Lao Yangtou to the wheelchair.

"Master, if you push the armrests on both sides, the wheelchair can move by itself. Try it!" Yang Yongzhi guided from the side.

Old Yang nodded and pushed it down hard with both hands. The wheelchair under him really started to move slowly, and the wooden wheels made a creaking sound.

"Hey, this thing can really walk on its own, and it can also turn! This is good! This is good!" Old Yangtou tried it several times in the house, and still wanted to go outside and try it in the yard.

Yang Huazhong glanced at the night outside, and originally wanted to dissuade them, but seeing Old Yang's excited look, he couldn't bear it, so he had to move them to the yard.

Old Yangtou tried several times in the yard and was very happy.

"I'm just looking forward to the day getting brighter soon so I can go into the village and have a look. I'm almost suffocated staying in this house every day," he said.

Yang Huazhong said with a smile: "Okay, let's go out tomorrow. I'll go back and knock on the threshold of the courtyard door to make it easier for you to come in and out."

Lao Yang glanced at Yang Huazhong and said, "Lao San, you are serious. You are my father's good son!"

This was a bit disgusting, and Yang Huazhong was not used to hearing it, so he could only smile awkwardly and use other words to change the topic.

Just like that, after breakfast the next day, Lao Yangtou couldn't wait to go out for a walk.

Mrs. Sun found a soft cushion to cushion the wheelchair. Yang Huazhong helped Old Yangtou sit on it. Mrs. Sun also found a thin blanket and covered Old Yangtou's legs.

Pushed by Yang Huazhong, Lao Yangtou was sent out of the yard first and onto the road outside.

"You don't need to send it. I'll push it slowly and leisurely by myself. I won't go where there are bumps. You can go home!" Old Yang said to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong was still a little worried and said: "Dad, this is your first time using this wheelchair. I'm still a little worried. Why don't you let me push you around here? I'll take you wherever you want to go.

Just go over there..."

"No, no, no, with this wheelchair I am no longer a cripple. I won't waste your time. You can go and do whatever you need to do as soon as possible!" Old Yangtou said again, his tone seemed a little impatient.

Yang Huazhong had no idea and looked at Sun, who said: "Since dad said so, let's just listen to him!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, and gave Lao Yangtou a few words before leaving, and then watched Lao Yangtou push the wheelchair up the pond and into the village...

"Why am I so worried?" Yang Huazhong asked Sun on the way home.

Mrs. Sun pursed her lips and smiled: "You are a filial son. Now that your father is old, you treat him like a child, and you don't worry about anything."

Yang Huazhong scratched his head and smiled, "Maybe that's true. When people get old, children should be treated like children."

During lunch, Lao Yangtou came back by himself, smiling and in a good mood.

He didn't even send his lunch to the room, but came to the main room and sat back down at the main seat behind the Eight Immortals table.

"Dad, how do you feel today?" Yang Huazhong put a chicken leg into a bowl for Lao Yangtou and asked.

Old Yangtou said with a smile: "It feels very good. This thing should have been used for a long time. It is so practical. I visited many people's homes today and even went back to the old house to see Yongxian and my great-grandson.
Chapter completed!