Chapter 23 Pushing the Wheelchair Home
"By the way, Brother Zhang, I have a shop in the West Market, and I need you to make some tables, chairs, benches, cabinets, etc. for me later."
"This is bringing me business. What kind of store is Jingdi planning to open?"
"I'm planning to open a noodle shop that's suitable for all ages. If you don't want to cook later, you can go there for a meal."
"That's great! Let me know when you open. I'll definitely come and support you."
"That would be great."
"Okay, brother, I won't chat with you anymore. I have to hurry up and make a wheelchair for you. Otherwise, don't blame me if I can't make it tomorrow." Zhang Mu said jokingly.
"Then I won't disturb Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang, brother-in-law, I'll go back first." After Xia Yanjing finished speaking, he left and returned to the Marquis' Mansion.
After Xia Yanjing left, Zhang Mu plunged into it again. With the experience of the previous production, the second one was obviously made much faster.
"Shi Tou, I'm back." The first thing Xia Yanjing did when he came back was to see how Shi Tou was recovering.
"Young Master, you're back. I was so bored in the room alone." Shi Tou said a little aggrieved. He hadn't seen Xia Yanjing in the past few days.
"I'm just busy with something important. When you get better, we can act together." Xia Yanjing comforted him quickly. In his opinion, Shitou was just a 15-year-old teenager, still very young.
"I must get better as soon as possible." Shi Tou was ambitious. After all, if he lay in bed every day, he would get mushrooms all over his body.
"If I marry into the general's mansion in the future, would Shitou be willing to go with me?" Xia Yanjing asked seriously.
"Master, have you made up your mind?"
"Well, I've made up my mind. As long as General Sheng doesn't mind, it's fine."
"Wherever you go, young master, Shitou will go." Shitou answered seriously.
"Then you'd better be prepared to live a good life with me, the young master." Xia Yanjing boasted without blushing at all.
The servant outside the door could only hear occasional words coming out, but he had no idea what they were talking about. This job was really not easy.
The next day, Xia Yanjing stayed in the mansion for the whole day. He first instructed the servants to clean the yard thoroughly so that if Shengxia came, he could leave a good impression on Shengxia.
The rest of the time he was thinking about how to bring up the matter of marrying into Shengxia's family. What if Shengxia despised him for being a gigolo? He was almost in a state of panic.
Xiaohong came in the afternoon and gave Xia Yanjing a set of clothes. The material was brocade, and at first glance it was much more high-end than the cotton coat Xia Yanjing was wearing.
"Jing'er, try it on to see if it fits." Hong Xi looked at Xia Yanjing expectantly. This was the first time he had openly made clothes for his son.
"Okay, let me try it." Xia Yanjing took the clothes and responded with a smile.
Xia Yanjing came into the room, and when he spread out his clothes, a faint fragrance suddenly filled the room.
The color of the dress is light blue, like the tender leaves just grown in spring, full of vitality and vigor. The texture of the brocade is soft and smooth, and feels great to the touch.
The garment's surface is embroidered with vibrant green bamboo. These lifelike bamboos appear to sway gently in the breeze. Each leaf is delicate and exquisite, with smooth, natural lines, showcasing the artistry of the embroidery.
Overall, this dress is both elegant and grand, and both the color and pattern reveal a refined taste.
After Xia Yanjing changed his clothes, he couldn't see clearly through the bronze mirror, but when he looked down, he felt very good, a bit like a nobleman. He was still thinking about whether to buy a set of ready-made clothes, but he didn't expect to get a pillow when he felt sleepy.
Xia Yanjing walked out of the room. Xiaohong nodded with satisfaction when she saw him. "Jing'er looks so handsome in this outfit."
"I think so too." Xia Yanjing responded narcissistically.
"Dad, you have such a skillful hand. I like it very much."
"As long as Jing'er likes it, daddy will make you some more to wear." Hong Xi was very happy that Xia Yanjing liked the clothes he made.
"Daddy, don't work too hard. Needlework hurts your eyes. I have clothes to wear." Xia Yanjing didn't want Hong Xi to be too tired.
"Okay, Daddy will pay attention to it." Hong Xi was somewhat touched by Xia Yanjing's thoughtfulness.
Hong Xi sat for a while and then left. The yard was full of the Marquis's spies. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that the Marquis would find fault with him again.
By the evening, Xia Yanjing could only put his thoughts aside, after all, there were still the most important things to do.
Xia Yanjing came to Zhang Mu's shop and saw Lan Zhou there again. "Brother, is Brother Zhang in the backyard?"
"It's here. The wheelchair you want is in the backyard and has been prepared." Lan Zhou replied in a good mood.
"Then I'll go and take a look." Xia Yanjing was already looking forward to seeing the final appearance of the wheelchair.
"Brother Zhang, I'm here." Xia Yanjing came to the backyard and shouted with a smile.
"Brother Jing, come and try the wheelchair I made. If you have any questions, just tell me so I can adjust it."
"Okay, let me try." As soon as Xia Yanjing sat on the wheelchair, he felt that it was not uncomfortable at all. Not only did it have a seat cushion, but it also had a back cushion with tight stitching and exquisite craftsmanship.
Zhang Mu pushed Xia Yanjing forward. Compared with the wheelchair yesterday, this wheelchair was more stable and had a faint scent of camphor wood. It was also very good for the summer when there were many mosquitoes. Xia Yanjing was very satisfied.
"Brother Zhang, this is great. This is the wheelchair I want." Xia Yanjing stood up, patted the wheelchair and said with a smile.
"As long as Brother Jing is satisfied." Zhang Mu felt a sense of accomplishment when he saw that his work was recognized by others.
"Brother Zhang, it's getting late. I won't stay any longer. I have to go back." Xia Yanjing pushed the wheelchair and was about to leave.
"Okay, I'll see you off." Zhang Mu followed him to the shop and saw Xia Yanjing off with Lan Zhou.
Xia Yanjing pushed the wheelchair all the way, feeling a little embarrassed. How could he have forgotten to take the carriage? He felt uncomfortable being watched like this.
Along the way, he met many people who asked where the wheelchairs were made, and Xia Yanjing responded to them one by one, thinking of it as advertising for Zhang Mu.
Xia Yanjing pushed the cart to the gate of Yongning Marquis' Mansion. The gatekeeper was very considerate and came forward to help. Xia Yanjing naturally felt relieved.
That night, Xia Yanjing couldn't fall asleep for a long time, but he couldn't resist the original owner's biological clock and finally fell into a deep sleep.
When the first rooster crowed, breaking the silence of dawn, Xia Yanjing suddenly jumped up from the bed like a startled spring.
First he put on the clothes prepared by his father, then he walked to the bronze mirror and carefully tidied his appearance.
After some careful tidying up, Xia Yanjing looked completely refreshed. He looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, hoping that Shengxia would like it.
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