Feng Feiyan's wheelchair was just right at the table. Su Yijing sat next to Feng Feiyan. Seeing that some food was far away from Feng Feiyan, she was afraid that Feng Feiyan would not be able to catch it, so she grabbed some and placed it in front of Feng Feiyan.

The reason why everyone gathered so much was that the Chinese New Year was about to be celebrated.

"Mom, the Chinese New Year is coming the day after tomorrow. Do you think how many chickens we will kill that day?" An Yiqing asked while eating melon seeds. There are so many family members, and there are not enough to kill them.

An Jing smiled and said, "There are hundreds of chickens that have been eaten all year round. Fortunately, the surrounding area is large and we can raise so many chickens, otherwise there will definitely be no chickens to kill during the Chinese New Year. There are so many people in our family, and it is less to calculate. If four people eat one, they will have to kill seven."

"Don't we raise so many chickens in our family just to eat them ourselves?" Su Yixing smiled. "But mom, I think odd numbers are not good, so I'd better kill eight."

"Then let's have eight." An Jing had no objection.

Su Yixing took a sip of tea before saying to Feng Feiyan: "Sister-in-law, I have another prescription. The medicine is boiling on the fire. When it is boiled into a paste, I will use it for you to see if it is useful."

During this period, Su Yixing has been specializing in how to cure Feng Feiyan's legs. Although Su Yixing has no choice, he is trying hard to find a way and trying.

In less than half a month, Su Yixing and Gong Juechen tried to treat Feng Feiyan many times, but unfortunately Feng Feiyan still had no sense of consciousness at all.

Feng Feiyan smiled and said, "I don't care about my legs anymore. Don't bother you and Uncle Gong anymore. It won't be cured."

When I got home, I felt better. No one in the family disliked her and felt sorry for her. She could see it so much that she really accepted that her legs were useless.

Su Yixing immediately said, "How can that be! No matter what, I have to try it. Maybe one day you will be cured, your sister-in-law!"

An Jing and the others also said, "Yes, maybe it will be cured one day."

Even Su Yijing said, "You ask him to treat him, everyone misses you."

"Yeah." Feng Feiyan nodded, and the feeling in her heart was endless. Su Yijing didn't need to say that she actually knew that these family members and relatives just wanted her legs to be healed, and even if there was no way, they had to find a way to cure her.

After an hour, Su Yixing gave Feng Feiyan a plaster, but it still had no effect at all.

The New Year is over in a blink of an eye.

March is coming unconsciously.

Even though Su Yixing and Gong Juechen tried to treat Feng Feiyan's legs countless times, Feng Feiyan's legs were still the same and had no sense of consciousness.

On this day, Feng Feiyan rolled in a wheelchair and came under the grape trellis. The wind blew, and looked at the grape branches and vines, which was very comfortable.

Su Yijing was very nice to her. Su Yijing served her when she washed up and did not dislike her at all. The people at home were also very nice to her, and she had already accepted the fact that her legs were useless. Now, she is very accustomed to this kind of life and also tries to let herself enjoy this kind of life.

If she is happy from the bottom of her heart, the people in her family will also look happy, so why not do it?

Just as Feng Feiyan was looking at the grape branches, the sound of horse hooves rang out rapidly, and it became clearer and clearer. It was obvious that someone was riding a horse towards her.

An Jing and Xiao Changyi were idle and fiddled with flowers and plants on the other side of the yard. When they heard such a hurry sound of horse hooves, An Jing couldn't help but frowned, and had a bad premonition.
Chapter completed!