"Crutches! Used to help Dutou walk."

What Xu Xian gave was a medical crutch, something that later generations took for granted does not exist now. The wheelchair is just a pattern on a sarcophagus in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and there is no real thing in life.

These days, if you have an amputated limb, you may have to be bedridden. If you want to move your body, you have to be helped by someone. If Zhang Dutou has strong arms, he can walk with a cane. How hard it is, look at him

You can tell by the thicker arms.

Crutches can be used as legs, not to mention crutches. Xu Xian just showed him how to use them. After walking around the house twice, it was not enough and he ran to the yard.

The sun was scorching hot. After just walking around the yard, Zhang Du's head was already covered in sweat, but there was no trace of hard work on his face. Instead, he was full of excitement. He walked faster and faster, as if he was about to pass by.

I was trying to make up for the lost ground in the past three or four years, until I accidentally fell to the ground.

Xu Xian stood far away and did not help him. Jiubao, who was stunned in front of the kitchen door, hurriedly ran over, but was pushed away by his father, "I'm not dead yet, get away!"

Zhang Dutou stood up on his own and limped up to Xu Xian. The excitement on his face did not diminish, "This thing looks simple. I have been using a crutch for several years and I can't think of it."

, Now that I’m done, I won’t need Jiubao to support me when I go to the latrine, hehe..."

Where to hold on? Xu Xian almost blurted out, "Thank you for insisting on using crutches to walk in the past few years, otherwise even with this crutch, it would have taken a long time to practice."

"It's a long time since I've had everything. After all, we've been neighbors for almost 20 years. If you don't mind, just call me uncle, and I'll call you nephew. I haven't been so happy for a long time, Jiubao, hurry up

Go get some wine, I want to have a few bowls with Brother Xian."

His family was really rich, not only in meat but also in wine. Due to the severe shortage of food due to the destruction of agricultural production, private brewing was not allowed in the Five Dynasties and only government-operated brewing was allowed. The price was so expensive.

Xu Xian didn't take advantage of the opportunity and only drank two bowls before getting up and leaving. Jiubao lay on the low couch and sipped on the popsicle, "I didn't know this idiot could make such a good thing, Zhi——

What a pleasure!”

Lao Zhang was holding the wine bowl with his drunken eyes, "You can tinker with ice lumps on a hot day and make such an easy-to-use crutch. It's much better than you, a thing that only eats white rice. But scholars are just too light on alcohol."

Seeing that there was still a lot of wine at the bottom of Xu Xian's bowl, he took it over and drank it all in one gulp, but in a blink of an eye it spurted out again. He glared at Jiubao and shouted, "How much salt did you put in the damn thing!" He looked again.
Chapter completed!