The number one scholar is a piece of shit that everyone wants

Ye Fanxing threw these negative thoughts out of his mind, then walked to the shelf in the 9th row and saw the word "Miscellaneous" on it. Then in the grid in the 3rd column, he found a large package that was similar to the random reward.

Just as I was about to go forward and open it, I suddenly remembered the consequences of opening the gift package before... I was buried in cotton at that time!

"2587, open the survival gift pack and start organizing the space."

As soon as Ye Fanxing finished speaking, about fifty pieces of cloth of different textures and patterns fell from the air and were then neatly placed into the cabinet.

He was very glad that he had the foresight to move about five steps away from the cabinet before giving the order. Otherwise, haha... with 2587's temper, he would probably have been smashed into a pig's head!

Although the system opened the box for me, so I didn’t have the pleasure of unboxing, but as the saying goes: safety first!

But first it was cotton, and then it was cloth. What is the system trying to do?

These things definitely cannot appear for no reason.

I just don’t know what hole these things will fill in the end!

After calculating the time, he slipped out of the space, hugged Xiao Nan and fell into a deep sleep. After all, he had consumed all his energy today.

The next morning, the Song family was still the same as usual. Xiao Nan'er continued to have sweet dreams in the house, Song Haoming was sitting in the yard, and Ye Fanxing was busy preparing morning meals in the kitchen.

Song Haoming was leaning back in his chair, closing his eyes slightly, feeling the warm and peaceful sunlight shining on him in the early morning. Then he heard someone outside the yard shouting excitedly, "Xing Ge'er, Xing Ge'er!"

A moment later, Song Haoming saw Carpenter Li appear outside the yard pushing a chair with wheels.

"Song is here, call Xing over and ask him to come and see if there is anything else that needs to be modified about this wheelchair."

"..."

Song Haoming was left speechless by Uncle Li's words. He wanted to say: If I'm not here so early in the morning, where else can I be?

As for shouting? Forget it!

"Uncle Li, Xing Ge'er is in the kitchen. If you are not in a hurry, just sit and wait for a while. He will come out when he is done."

After Song Haoming finished speaking, he did not intend to pay attention to Uncle Li. Instead, he stared at the so-called wheelchair curiously. It looked like a chair but not a chair, completely different from what he had imagined before.

Carpenter Li touched his nose awkwardly, then he realized that he had said the wrong thing in a hurry. Seeing that Song was interested in the wheelchair, he squatted down and fiddled with the various parts of the wheelchair while explaining to him what they were used for...

When Ye Fanxing came out of the kitchen, he saw Carpenter Li and Song Haoming, who were asking and answering questions.

And the object in front of them, isn’t it a wheelchair?

He couldn't help but marvel at the wisdom and intelligence of the ancients. With just a few words from him, they were able to create objects so quickly!

"Xing'er, Uncle Li came to see you because he wanted to see if there is anything that needs to be improved on this...this wheelchair."

Uncle Li also stopped fiddling with his hands at this time, and quickly stood up, echoing Song Haoming's words: "Yes, Xing'er, come and see if there is anything missing?"

Ye Fanxing hurriedly walked forward and studied the wooden wheelchair carefully. The entire wheelchair was made of mortise and tenon joints, and every link was tightly fitted without a single flaw. He compared it with the modern wheelchair full of metal technology in his mind, and it was really not much different.

When he sat in the wheelchair and pushed the wheels, he realized what was missing - two hand wheels.

This is his fault. He has seen so many high-tech wheelchairs that he forgot about this one.

"Uncle Li, you need to install two push rings on both sides of the wheel. It needs to be like this..."

When Song Haoming saw Ye Fanxing gesticulating in the wheelchair while explaining to Uncle Li, he realized that the push wheel not only saved his energy, but also protected his safety while using the wheelchair.

Looking at Ye Fanxing who was so attentive to him, he would be lying if he didn't feel moved. He just hoped that he would always be the same as he is now, so that he would be satisfied in the future.

Ye Fanxing talked with Carpenter Li for a while, and learned that he could modify the wheelchair in the afternoon, so he got up and went back to the house to get the money, preparing to pay Uncle Li first.

It took less than 5 minutes, and when he came back, Uncle Li was gone!

Of course, also missing was the wheelchair that needed to be modified!

Ye Fanxing looked at Song Haoming in confusion, "Is Uncle Li afraid that I will give him money? Or is he in a hurry to go back to work?"

"I'm afraid both!"

Speaking of silver, Song Haoming's eyes darkened: "We still have about 2 taels and 8 coins of silver in our hands. Apart from repairing the house and turning the soil, the silver we can use is at most half a tael of silver."

Song Haoming hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but remind him: "This half a pound is not enough to pay for the items ordered at Uncle Li's house."

"Uh……"

Ye Fanxing scratched his head embarrassedly, knowing that he was indeed too extravagant in spending money, so much so that he was living in debt.

Thinking of the debt, he added: "Well, when we go to Uncle Li's house to pick up the things this afternoon, bring your pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Let's write an IOU to his family first!"

After saying this, he was still afraid that Song Haoming would not agree, so he quickly said, "I'll put my fingerprints on it then, and it will be considered as my debt, okay?"

"..."

Song Haoming was so angry that he couldn't speak. He really wanted to say to him: You are my husband, what's the difference between you pressing this handprint and me pressing it?

"Little Daddy, Nan'er is hungry!"

Xiao Nan'er, wearing a belt tied diagonally, appeared on the battlefield that was about to break out, but his soft and sticky voice was like a softener, instantly dispersing the smoke of gunpowder...

"Our Nan'er is hungry, but Daddy is too lazy today and hasn't cooked yet. What should we do?"

As Ye Fanxing spoke, she helped Xiao Nan'er adjust her belt.

"……Well……"

Ye Fanxing watched Xiao Naner frown and ponder for a long time, but didn't have any good ideas, so he stopped teasing him and reached out to touch the tip of his nose: "Close your eyes obediently, and wait for your little daddy to tell you to open them, then open them!"

Xiao Nan closed her eyes obediently and asked curiously, "Little Daddy, are we going to play hide-and-seek?"

"It's not hide-and-seek, it's a magic trick!"

Ye Fanxing walked towards the kitchen while talking, and did not forget to tease Xiao Nan'er with words: "Don't peek! If you peek, I will give all the treasures I have transformed to your father."

After a while, Ye Fanxing placed today's breakfast, rice porridge and egg tortillas on the table.

He picked up a pig-head-shaped pancake and shook it under Xiao Nan'er's nose twice: "Change! Xiao Nan'er has turned into a pig!"

Song Haoming looked at the father and son who were talking and laughing, and he felt that Ye Fanxing was now like a seed, planted in their hearts and beginning to take root and sprout in this family.