Niu Dabao looks about sixteen or seventeen years old. He is relatively thin and is lying on the bed because of inconvenience on his legs.
Seeing Niu Jinda come in, Niu Dabao smiled and was about to speak. When he saw Lin Xuan behind him, he turned his head timidly and kept silent.
Niu Jinda was worried that Lin Xuan would think too much, so he explained: "Dabao is a little shy, Lin Xuan, don't mind."
"Uncle Niu, I understand and won't mind." Lin Xuan said with a smile.
Niu Dabao has low self-esteem because of his legs and is reluctant to go out all year round. His personality is inevitably a bit withdrawn.
"Dabao, this is Lin Xuan. He has brought you a good thing. You can go out and play while you sit with him." Niu Jinda said with a kind face.
Niu Dabao glanced at Lin Xuan secretly, and quickly looked away when he saw Lin Xuan looking at him.
People with low self-esteem are more sensitive. Niu Dabao did not see the pity and ridicule in Lin Xuan's eyes, so he became bolder and whispered: "Dad, I don't want to go out."
Seeing her son like this, Mrs. Liu quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling very sad.
Although Niu Dabao's disability has made them sad for a long time, what they are most worried about is what will happen to Niu Dabao a hundred years from now.
Although Niu Dabao can inherit Niu Jinda's title, given his character, it will be difficult for Niu Dabao to survive after the two of them are gone.
"Dabao, what do you think dad usually teaches you? Shouldn't you be grateful when someone brings you a gift?" Niu Jinda said in a pleasant tone.
Niu Dabao looked at Lin Xuan and whispered "Thank you" and then turned away.
"Brother Dabao, you're welcome. The thing I brought you is called a wheelchair. Although it can't make you stand up, it can allow you to move around on your own." Lin Xuan said with a smile.
"Lin Xuan, are you telling the truth?"
Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Niu Jinda couldn't believe it. Lin Xuan had said before that he had to rely on others' recommendation, but now he said that Niu Dabao could move by himself. He couldn't tell for a while whether Lin Xuan was deliberately lying to him to comfort Niu Dabao.
of.
"Of course it's true. Let me demonstrate it to you." After Lin Xuan finished speaking, he sat on the wheelchair on one side, put his hands on the wheels on both sides, and slowly turned the wheels.
Niu Jinda and Liu were surprised when they saw the wheelchair moving.
Niu Dabao was also watching secretly, his eyes full of longing.
With the Niu family's background, it would be easy to find someone to carry Niu Dabao out.
But Niu Dabao's fragile self-esteem was not willing to do this at all.
Niu Jinda and his wife had no choice. Now with this wheelchair, Niu Dabao can move around on his own.
"How about it, brother Dabao, do you want to try it?" Lin Xuan turned around, stopped, and asked with a smile.
Niu Dabao said softly: "Can I?"
If Lin Xuan hadn't had good hearing, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear Niu Dabao's words.
Niu Jinda was next to his son. Of course he heard Niu Dabao's words and said happily: "Dad, I will carry you up and give it a try."
Seeing that Niu Dabao didn't refuse, Niu Jinda picked up his son.
Upon seeing this, Lin Xuan quickly pushed the wheelchair to the bed.
Niu Jinda carefully placed his son in the wheelchair.
Only then did Lin Xuan see that the sole of one of Niu Dabao's feet was missing.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Niu Dabao followed Lin Xuan's example and turned the wheel with both hands.
When the wheelchair began to move slowly, Niu Dabao looked excited, not like a shy person at all.
Niu Dabao had been in bed for a long time and his body was weak. After spinning for a while, he lost strength and stopped.
"Why is Dabao not moving?" Mrs. Liu saw this and asked with concern.
Niu Dabao said with some disappointment: "I have no strength."
He originally thought that with this wheelchair, he would be able to move on his own, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't.
Niu Jinda and his wife quickly looked at Lin Xuan asking for help.
"Brother Dabao, you don't have enough physical strength due to lack of exercise and not eating well. You just need to take more care of yourself." Lin Xuan said with a smile.
Niu Dabao's eyes lit up and he said, "Mom, I want to eat."
"Okay, okay, mom will do it for you right now." Ms. Liu said happily.
"Thank you." Niu Dabao looked at Lin Xuan and said.
This was the first time he took the initiative to talk to Lin Xuan, and he did not avoid Lin Xuan's eyes again.
"You're welcome, but the wheelchair can only be used on flat ground. You must pay attention to thresholds and steep slopes." Lin Xuan said with a smile.
"I will ask people to level the threshold and floor of my house soon," Niu Jinda said.
…
"Lin Xuan really thanks you. Uncle Niu doesn't even know how to thank you."
While Niu Dabao was eating, Niu Jinda took Lin Xuan out of the room and said gratefully.
"Uncle Niu, you are out of touch now. You don't consider me your nephew at all." Lin Xuan said with a smile.
"Haha, I'm a stranger, so I won't say any polite words. Let's go have a drink." Niu Jinda said with a laugh.
Although he said this, he had already kept Lin Xuan's kindness in his heart.
"I just happened to bring a few kilograms of new wine." Lin Xuan said.
Cheng Chumo and the others were watching over at the wine shop, so Lin Xuan agreed without thinking about anything.
…
Cheng Chumo and the other three were busy until dark, distilling dozens of jars of wine. When they saw that Lin Xuan hadn't come back yet, they divided the wine and went home.
"Dad, the wine is out. I brought it back for you. There are fifteen jars in total." Cheng Chumo came to Cheng Yaojin excitedly and said.
"Oh! You got it out so quickly? Bring me a jar quickly." Cheng Yaojin said happily.
"Dad, I'll go right away." After Cheng Chumo said that, he was about to move the wine.
"Wait, what are you holding in your hand?" Cheng Yaojin stopped Cheng Chumo and asked.
"This is a calligraphy written by Lin Xuan and he gave it to me." Cheng Chumo said.
The words written by Lin Xuan?
"Bring it to me and take a look!" Cheng Yaojin said.
Did I show it to you? Do you still have mine? Cheng Chumo looked reluctant.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Bring it over." Cheng Yaojin shouted softly.
Cheng Chumo sneered and quickly handed over the writing on his hand.
"Is this really written by Lin Xuan?" Cheng Yaojin looked in disbelief after reading it.
Although he is not good at calligraphy, he is still knowledgeable. The calligraphy level of this calligraphy is definitely master-level. Only someone with at least decades of calligraphy skills can write it.
How old is Lin Xuan, how could he have such a high level of calligraphy skills?
"It was really written by him. The ink marks had just dried when we went there," Cheng Chumo said.
Cheng Yaojin still didn't believe it. He planned to ask Lin Xuan who wrote the word next time.
"Okay, you go get the bar." Cheng Yaojin waved his hand and said.
Cheng Chumo looked at the words on Cheng Yaojin's hand and said, "Dad, then this word..."
"What's the word? Leave it to me first. I can still steal your things." Cheng Yaojin said impatiently.
"You said the same thing before, but in the end it all became yours." Cheng Chumo muttered in a low voice.
Cheng Yaojin stared: "What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything. I said I would bring the wine right away." Cheng Chumo ran out quickly.