This girl is weird.

When you open your eyes, you don't look like them at all, and when you close your eyes and listen, you look like an old person who has been in the industry for many years.

I haven't seen the old man for a few years, and the new person has been cut off, and a person suddenly pops up, and I can't say whether I feel happy or sad.

Wei Dongjia's eyes were gloomy, and he immediately slapped his leg hard, his hands hurt, and his legs were unconscious.

He said, "Don't think so much, it's just a mixed meal." With that, he looked at the closed door over there.

Even if you are really a junior who has entered the industry, she is so young and a girl, how powerful can she be? It's just an orphan girl looking for a home to rely on.

The shopkeeper was coming over with a food box at this time, and suddenly heard the owner's words, stopped, and was a little at a loss.

"Then, are you still allowed to eat this meal?" He asked in a whisper.

Wei Dongjia turned his head and glared at him.

"Eat!" He sneered and said, "If you look at people's bodies, if you look at their bodies, everyone loves each other!" ”

Anyway, he didn't need to push the cart by the shopkeeper Lu, he turned the wheel hard and walked away.

Shopkeeper Lu shook his head, motioned to the shopkeeper to deliver food, and walked away.

I didn't understand what the owner meant, but I still understood it, and the guy didn't think much about it, and happily stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Ah Qi Xiaoqing, the meal is ready, let's be busy after eating."

Qixing and Qing Pheasant ate six meals at Ruyifang, and only drank a few sips of tea on the fourth day, saying that the wheelchair was ready and could be tried by the owner.

Wei Dongjia was woken up, and he complained with a calm face, disturbing him to sleep.

"You're at this age, and it's not about sleeping too much." Shopkeeper Lu said.

Wei Dongjia sighed twice: "I'm so old that I can't even sleep peacefully, it's better to die at the beginning." ”

The two of them talked together, Wei Dongjia was pushed by the little girl, and they came to the room where Qixing made a wheelchair together, the closed door was open today, and Wei Dongjia and the shopkeeper Lu walked in for the first time - it was their shop, but the woman borrowed it, and every time she walked and closed the door, they naturally didn't come in.

They don't bother to snoop on other people's secrets.

The workshop is still familiar, the inside is messy, full of wooden tools, the wheelchair that was familiar to us is still familiar, there is no carving and no fine decoration, and it has even been scraped a layer of skin, which has become uglier.

Wei Dongjia sneered: "Miss is learning the skill of returning to simplicity and returning to the basics, and the new is as good as the old." ”

Qixing looked at him and asked curiously, "Owner, how can you be in charge of the craftsman?" ”

Wei Dongjia was stunned: "I am a carpenter, of course I open a craftsman's workshop!" ”

Qixing sighed and glanced at him: "I said, how is it not in accordance with the rules, how can a debater still be in charge of business." ”

Wei Dongjia was stunned, and the shopkeeper Lu on the side had already snorted and laughed, and then laughed.

That's it, make you mean! This young lady mocked you for not being a proprietor and unworthy to be in charge of the Craftsman's Workshop.

In their family, everyone is good at different things and things are different, those who are good at skills are craftsmen, those who are good at arguments are warriors, those who are good at martial arts are chivalrous, and the division of labor is different with different identities, but the industry is generally controlled by craftsmen.

This girl is not very old, but she knows a lot.

Wei Dongjia sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, you are not qualified to judge what my background is, let me see if you are qualified to be a carpenter." ”

After that, he turned the wheelchair over, and the shopkeeper Lu and Wei Dongjia's personal servant worked together to help Wei Dongjia to the newly made wheelchair.

"Narrow." Wei Dongjia said, shook his body, and glanced at Qixing, "Can't you measure the size of a person with your eyes?" ”

The girl didn't come to measure his size before making the wheelchair, and of course it wasn't a big deal for craftsmen, who could use their eyes as a ruler.

Qixing didn't speak, smiled, and stretched out his hand to please: "Push it." ”

The personal guy took the initiative to push.

Although the wheelchair can also rotate on its own, it is still laborious, and most of the disabled do not have that strength, and it is generally more convenient to use people to push, so the wheelchair is actually convenient for the person who cares for it, not the person who is being cared for.

Whether it is good or not, it is more appropriate for people with carts to try.

But Qixing stretched out his hand to stop: "The owner will come by himself." Pointing to the handrail, "Push here." ”

Wei Dongjia sighed, pushed and pushed, he pushed hard, and there was a soft creak in his ears.

"It's heavy, and it's a little prickly." He said lightly, "No matter how urgent it is, it must be polished." ”

He squinted at the woman, and mocked him for being mean-tongued and mean, mean, you didn't do well yourself, and you didn't let people say it?

The little woman was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was not very tall, and she looked a little shorter after he asked this.

Oh, my heart is weak, and my shoulders are shrunk.

"East, East...."

This is the shout of the close-fitting servant, and the voice is a little weird.

Wei Dongjia glanced at him, why, do you have to hold grievances for this girl? Young people are so nice, they are liked and tolerated in everything they do.....

He is old, his flesh is shrunken, he sits with his legs wasted, he is shorter than others everywhere he goes, and he is always looked down upon when he speaks.

After being taught by him a few times, everyone looked at him wisely with their heads down and their eyes down.

At this moment, this little guy actually looked at him directly, and opened his mouth wide, looking like a ghost.

What's wrong? He just had a crippled leg, not a disfigurement, Wei Dongjia glared at this little guy fiercely, looked at him levelly, and then looked down at .....

Overlooking?

Wei Dongjia was stunned, why did he look down? Because if you don't look down, you won't be able to see the eyes of this little guy.

This little guy deliberately chose a tall and powerful one in order to take care of his cripple

How did you get shorter?

Wei Dongjia's eyes turned and he saw Shopkeeper Lu, who was also looking at him with his chin slightly raised.....

This surnamed Lu was not as tall as him, and when he was in a wheelchair, he found an opportunity to humiliate him, and often deliberately lowered his head to look down at him.

Why are you willing to hold your head up now?

"Old Wei-" Shopkeeper Lu shouted tremblingly, "You, you stand up!" ”

Stood up?

Wei Dongjia couldn't help but look down, and what he saw was not the pair of unconscious legs, but the ground.

How long has it been since he has seen the ground? In the past, when I looked at it, it was blocked by my legs.

The ground is so high!

"I, I, stood up?" He said in a hoarse voice, subconsciously looking at the girl on the side, "What should I do?" ”

Qixing raised his chin slightly and said, "Then go forward." ”

……

……

Ruyi Fang has a foyer dedicated to entertaining guests.

Although the furniture and utensils are special, most of the guests come directly to see the real thing in the warehouse, but there are also people who need to see the pictures, especially the women, compared to the men who like to see the real thing and touch the material, they prefer to look at the pictures to see the patterns.

Tea is prepared in the lobby, and snacks are always kept fresh.

A shopkeeper looked at the snacks in the tray, counting when it was delivered, as if it was yesterday, whether there was a miscellaneous smell, he leaned up to sniff it, and heard the rumbling and rolling sound in his ears, and before he could raise his head, he heard someone cough heavily.

"Don't steal it!"

The shopkeeper was startled, and looked for a sound, only to see a pair of eyes peeking out of the lattice window behind him, and he was even more frightened.

Before he could speak, a rumbling sound rang out, and the eyes left the window.

The shopkeeper stared blankly and saw a man standing in a strange wooden wheelchair.

It's a wheelchair.

Although this wheelchair looks strange, the person is not sitting on it, but standing on it, and as the hand shakes the handrail, the wheel rolls, and the person walks around as if he is walking.

Walked past the window, walked through the foyer, and went to the backyard.

"The owner is really, scared me to death." The shopkeeper said.

Another guy looked at the man's back from the side door: "I have seen more owners in the past two days than in the past five years combined. ”