Chapter 75 Making a Wheelchair for Dad (2)_1
Lin Yuan wasn't sure if wheelchairs existed in this era, and even if they did, average people probably couldn't afford them. She had no choice but to rely on her memory and imagination to draw one. However, drawing was not an easy task. Lin Yuan wasted several sheets of paper without being able to sketch a decent-looking wheelchair. Looking at the crumpled, messily drawn sheets on the floor, even Lady Liu felt sorry, "Da Ya, what are you trying to draw? If you can't figure it out, why not ask your dad? Maybe he can draw it for you."
Lin Yuan just shrugged her shoulders, resigned to this plan. She had wanted to surprise her dad, but now the surprise was spoiled, and she had to bother her dad to do the drawing himself. After hearing his daughter's words, Lin Jiaxin laughed heartily, both at his daughter's filial piety and her thoughtfulness. It was the first time he had heard of a wheelchair. At present, he used a simple cane when going outside, though in reality, it was just a stick.