The ground is not very slippery. Will the wheelchair roll on its own
She was not sure. She stood on the platform for a while, then turned her head and asked a maid who happened to be passing by, "Is the wheelchair that Miss Cheng is sitting in today still there? Bring it to me!"
"Okay, madam!" The servant bowed to her and turned to leave.
When he appeared again, he had a wheelchair in hand.
Fang Chixia visually inspected the location where today's incident happened, and signaled the maid to place the wheelchair at the designated location, then knelt down and inspected the chair.
She wanted to see if there was something wrong with the wheelchair. She bent over and before she could see the situation clearly, the little girl suddenly walked out of the corridor with her little hands on her back.
"Xia Xia, do you want me to help you?" The little girl came to Fang Chixia with a smile, and then pushed the wheelchair.
The wheelchair slid forward, but due to friction on the ground, it only slid a short distance and stopped on its own.
Fang Chixia's head seemed to have been hit, and she stared at the wheelchair, her eyes shrinking slightly.
Pushdu can only glide such a short distance. What Cheng Anning said happened due to inertia is absolutely impossible!
"Where are you thinking?" The little girl pushed the car back, climbed up and sat down, bent her short legs, and chatted with her with her hands on the armrests.
Fang Chixia came back to her senses, rubbed his head gently, and a smile appeared on her lips, "You really helped mommy!"
"Really?" Children always like praise, especially praise from people they value.
After hearing what she said, the little girl became excited, rubbed out of the chair, and started studying with her, "Then let's study together!"
"Yes." Fang Chixia picked him up from the chair and placed him next to her. The mother and son squatted down and studied the wheelchair together.
What Cheng Anning said was untrue. If there was no problem with the wheelchair, then this accident could only have something to do with herself.
That's what Fang Chixia guessed. However, when he and Xiao Yi squatted down, they found that the braking device seemed not very sensitive.
There was something wrong with the brakes, and Fang Chixia's guess was suddenly disrupted.
Fang Chixia had no choice but to pick up Xiao Yi and stand up.
"Okay, no more research, mommy will take you to meet the sister next door!" Ignoring this incident, she carried Xiao Yi and walked into the house.
Xiao Naibao only thought her words were a joke, but after entering the house, Fang Chixia actually took him to the next door.
Fang Chixia's reason is that boys should not be too indifferent and should not play alone all the time. They should have more contact with other children of the same age, otherwise they will be as withdrawn as Luo Yibei in the future.
Luo Yibei lay innocently, listening to her words on the balcony upstairs, his lips twitching severely.
The little girl followed Fang Chixia slowly, seemingly speechless at her words, thinking of excuses as she walked.
"Mommy, I want to learn how to shoot!"
"How old are you now? You will grow up later!"
"Uh, I seem a little hungry!"
"Mummy will help you make a cake when you come back later."
"I remembered, I still have many unfinished study tasks assigned to me by my father!"
"You are so efficient, Mommy believes you can get it done soon." Fang Chixia did not fall for his trick.
The little girl was speechless, "Do you have to go?"
"It doesn't matter if you go."
"But you have already introduced me to a clown girl in Northern Ireland. You introduce her to me wherever you go. Aren't you afraid of spreading the word?"
Fang Chixia, “…”