After thinking about it, a wheelchair suddenly appeared in Su Zhiyu's mind.

It’s better to make a wheelchair for her father, which is safe and convenient to move.

While Su Yun came to take a nap, Su Zhiyu borrowed paper and pen from Hong Qiurong's house.

She lay on the other end of the bamboo bed and started painting.

Just as she was painting seriously, a figure suddenly stood behind her.

"Little sister, what are you doing?"

Su Wenxu was holding a dog-tail grass in his mouth and stared at the strange patterns on the drawings with curiosity.

"Why do you have two wheels on this chair?"

He was curious when he saw Su Zhiyu picking up the drawings with a proud look on his face.

She raised her chin and raised the drawings high.

"This is called a wheelchair, it is a movable chair."

“Moving chair?”

Su Wenxu's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested.

He snatched the drawing that Su Zhiyu held above his head and started to study it carefully.

"It's amazing, this chair is interesting. I'll make a play with it, so those brothers will be jealous of you!"

Upon hearing this, Su Zhiyu looked speechless and rolled his eyes at Su Wenxu without hesitation.

"Stop dreaming, the wheelchair is not prepared for you!"

What wheelchair does a person with strong limbs take?

You have a brain disease!

After a burst of complaints from the inside, Su Zhiyu instructed Su Wenxu to find Su Wenxuan too.

"This wheelchair looks quite simple, but in fact it requires a lot of woodworking skills. We have to find professional craftsmen!"

"Professional craftsman?"

Su Wenxu's mind was spinning quickly and suddenly slapped his head.

"Hey... Zhang Gong, a carpenter in the village, came back from the next village a few days ago. Why don't you go there and ask?"

If it is carpentry skills, several workers in their village have a brush.

But not long ago, I heard that he took a big job and went to the neighboring village. He only came back this day!

When he heard that it was Zhang Gong, Su Zhiyu told Su Yunlai to Xu Caiju without saying a word, and then took his two brothers out.

Through the alleys of the village, the three of them came to the door of the carpenter Zhang Gong's house.

Before the three of them entered the door, they heard Zhang Xiaomi screaming in horror when they were playing at the door.

"The little bully is here!"

After calling, he ran into the door and closed the door with a snap.

Su Zhiyu was confused, then he stepped forward helplessly and knocked on the door.

"Xiaomi, we are here to find your father, there is no malice."

"You are lying!"

Zhang Xiaomi pressed against the door, hugged her little arms in front of her and shivered.

Su Zhiyu is a famous little bully in Pantao Village, and his ability to tease people is not the same.

He wouldn't believe her sweet words easily!

Just as he was resisting stubbornly, Zhang Gong's loud voice came from the room.

"Xiaomi, what are you doing? Open the door quickly!"

What should I do if I open the door and do business?

He was furious and directly lifted Zhang Xiaomi up and opened the door.

But the door was only opened with a small crack and was held down by someone.

"What to open? Don't you know who is outside?"

Zhang Mao’s wife Zhou Meiyun protected Zhang Xiaomi with one hand and pressed the other on the door panel with an angry look on her face.

Who is this little overlord of the Su family who is in trouble?

She would rather not do her business than have anything to do with her.

Zhou Meiyun's voice was sharp and penetrated into Su Zhiyu's ears without falling into the crack in the door.

Su Zhiyu's expression darkened, and he could not see his joy and anger when he lowered his eyes.

On the side, Su Wenxu couldn't bear to listen, so he stepped forward and pounded the door panel in anger.
Chapter completed!