"Xiaxia, thank you for earlier!"
Yang Chuxia momentarily blanked at the words, then laughed, "Why are you being polite with me? But make sure you don’t pay any mind to her words. That damn girl has obviously been spoiled by my aunt, she’s just an impertinent brat. As for my aunt, ignore her, my mum said her mouth is really annoying."
"Yes, I understand!" He was indeed angry, but after seeing Yang Chuxia defending him, he was no longer upset.
Seeing his reaction, Yang Chuxia glanced over at Ye Zi’an; it seemed he was no longer bothered by it and she let herself relax.
She then remembered something she had been considering earlier, "By the way Brother An, did you use a wheelchair when you first hurt your leg? It’s a chair made for those that are mobility impaired."
"A wheelchair?" Ye Zi’an shook his head at these words, "I’ve heard of such chairs but they were generally used by rich families, and as you know, I didn’t have the money to purchase one back then."
Yang Chuxia gave it a thought and agreed, but considered how immobile Ye Zi’an was back then—how did he get through that time?
Unable to resist asking, she added, "So you were was completely immobilized back then? How did you manage your daily needs?"
Ye Zi’an’s face flushed slightly, "Uncle Cai would come everyday to apply medicine and check on me; he’d help me out with those matters. Besides him, my Third Uncle would look in on me each time he left and returned from the fields."
Ye Zi’an nodded intensely, "Yes, I largely owe my recovery to Uncle Cai and Third Uncle. I might not have survived that period if it weren’t for them."
"Well, you better treat my dad nicely then!" Yang Chuxia joked.
To her surprise, Ye Zi’an took her seriously and nodded, "I will definitely repay Third Uncle and Uncle Cai properly."
Seeing his earnestness, Yang Chuxia didn’t know what else to say.
Then she resumed the wheelchair discussion, "Have you ever seen such a chair? Can you draw it to show me?"
Even though she was already earning well with her seafood business, who would ever think they had enough money? Plus, she was also producing soybean paste, but it would only be ready to sell in large amounts by next year.
As for selling ice, she would rather not. It was rather versatile, especially in the summer. If someone knew of her method, there might be people ready to harm her for her business.
However, if her current idea was feasible, it would be another source of income. Yes, that’s right, Yang Chuxia was thinking about producing wheelchairs.
"I haven’t seen it before, but I happened to see one last month in the town."
"Really?" At the news that he had seen it, Yang Chuxia’s eyes lit up. She quickly pulled Ye Zi’an over to the table, "Quick, draw it for me."
"Okay, wait a moment!"
Eagerly, Ye Zi’an quickly spread out a piece of paper and started drawing. In no time, an ancient wheelchair appeared on the paper.
Yang Chuxia took the sketch, looking it over from side to side, the more she looked at it, the more pleased she was.
"Hey, when you saw this wheelchair, it couldn’t move by itself, could it?"
"Indeed, you can’t." Ye Zi’an thought for a moment then nodded. Seeing Yang Chuxia asking these questions, he quickly asked, "Could it be that you can make a wheelchair that moves on its own?"
"Boy, I’m guessing you’re right." Yang Chuxia snap her fingers in excitement.
She then asked again, "Do you know who’ the best carpenter is in our village?"