Yesterday she ordered a set of wheels from the blacksmith, and she could pick them up tomorrow. Today she hurriedly worked on the wheelchair frame, and tomorrow, once assembled, her brother would have a wheelchair to sit in. The craftsman was a man in his thirties, and he didn't speak much. After she explained her request, he said he could do it, and Tang Wanwan gave him the blueprint.
The man glanced at it and then picked up his hammer, "bang, bang, bang," and started hammering away at the long knife in his hand.
It didn't take long for the small items Tang Wanwan requested to be completed, and they were well-made.
As for the wheelchair mechanism, she needed to refine it herself, turning the axle's brake into a manual one. This way, her brother could operate the wheelchair by hand. She hoped her brother could gradually stand up in the future and wouldn't need a wheelchair, that would be ideal.
