Zhao Shi was talking to Luo Jianjia about something she had heard from elsewhere, when she heard her son's voice, and she quickly said to her daughter-in-law, "Jianjia, go and have a look, Brother Leng is calling you."
Luo Jianjia glanced in the direction of the wing and said, "Hey, good."
After saying that, Luo Jianjia walked towards the house.
When he walked to the bed, Chu Wei shook the undershirt in his hand coldly.
Luo Jinjia lowered her eyes and glanced at the underwear in Chu Weilen's hands, and then looked at Chu Weilen's seemingly awkward eyes.
For a moment, she seemed to understand what Chu Wei Leng meant.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the slightly yellowed undershirt again.
Chu Weilen's clothes have always been washed by himself. Now that he is injured, he can't wash them.
So, this is to ask her to wash his clothes and be embarrassed to say it
As long as it wasn't close-fitting clothes, Luo Jianjia felt that as Mrs Zhao was getting older, it would be fine for her to wash him.
Thinking of this, Luo Jinjia took the clothes from Chu Weilen's hands, and said very intimately: "In the future, you can put the clothes you want to wash in the bamboo basket next to them."
Chu Wei coldly saw Luo Jianjia taking his clothes, and thought she understood what he meant, but he didn't expect to hear her say that next.
Immediately stunned.
Seeing that Luo Jianjia was about to turn away with his underwear, he quickly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.
Luo Jianjia stopped and looked at Chu Wei Leng suspiciously.
This was the first time when Chu Wei Leng held Luo Jianjia without her resistance.
I didn't feel it before, but now I only feel that the skin of the wrist under the palm is delicate and boneless, as if I have touched a piece of fine silk, and it is like soft tofu.
Holding and holding, Chu Wei's cold hand couldn't help sliding down, wanting to hold the white and tender hand.
At this moment, Luo Jianjia spoke.
"Master?"
This call successfully called back Chu Weilen's god.
"Cough, I didn't want my lady to help me do the laundry." Chu Wei said coldly.
Luo Jianjia had a puzzled look on her face and asked, "Then what do you mean?"
Looking at Luo Jinjia's eyes, Chu Wei's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he finally expressed his appeal.
"Cough, my hands are not very convenient, can the lady help the husband?"
Does this mean he wants her to help him get dressed
Luo Jinjia finally understood what the embarrassment on Chu Wei's face just now meant.
It must be very sad to think that he, a majestic military general, is now injured and cannot eat or dress himself.
Luo Jianjia looked at the slightly yellowed undershirt in his hand and put it on the chair beside him.
Chu Wei Leng was full of expectations, but at this moment, his heart gradually sank, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.
After a moment, a snow-white color reappeared in front of his eyes.
Seeing that Chu Wei was in a daze, Luo Jianjia reminded: "Raise your arms."
Chu Wei glanced coldly at the brand-new clothes, and the light in his eyes came back again: "Is this a new work made by my wife for my husband?"
Luo Jianjia explained: "No, it was made by my mother. The one just now was dirty, so let's wear this first."
Chu Wei was a little disappointed, and looked down again.
At this glance, I found the difference in the clothes.
No, it wasn't made by his mother, who never embroidered on clothes.
So, Luo Jianjia did it, but she was too embarrassed to admit it
Thinking of this, Chu Wei was in a better mood again.
"This lace was also embroidered by my mother?" Chu Wei Leng asked, pointing to the lace of his lining.
Hearing this, Luo Jianjia looked a little uncomfortable and whispered, "No, I embroidered it."
This lace is indeed embroidered by Luo Jianjia.
But the reason why she embroidered lace was to practice her hands.
She was an average embroiderer, thinking about what kind of fabric to use to practice her hands, so she took Chu Weilen's underwear.
Hearing Luo Jinjia's admission, Chu Wei Leng was very happy.
So, he guessed right, the clothes here must be made by Luo Jianjia, she was embarrassed to admit it.
Luo Jinjia unfolded the brand new underwear, ready to put it on Chu Weilen.
She had never served people to wear clothes, and she didn't know what to do, so she came according to her own ideas.
Seeing Chu Wei's cold but not smiling expression, Luo Jianjia probably guessed what he was thinking.
It's just that she was too embarrassed to talk about the practice of using his clothes, so she didn't explain anything.
Chu Wei was in a very good mood, and he dressed appropriately.
Luo Jinjia first put his shirt on Chu Weileng, then raised his left arm and tucked his sleeve inside.
Chu Weilen's left arm was not injured, so it was easier to wear, but the right one was more difficult to wear.
Luo Jinjia took off the strap that was on Chu Weilen's neck, gently supported his right arm, and slowly put on the sleeve.
During the whole process, the two people will inevitably have physical contact.
With the sleeves on both sides, it is time to tie the belt around the waist.
The two got closer.
When he was about to fasten the belt, Luo Jianjia raised his head and gave Chu Wei a cold look.
But seeing Chu Wei Leng staring at her the whole time, the expression in his eyes was complicated and difficult to distinguish.
It's like... trying to see through her.
Luo Jianjia's heart suddenly tightened, and the movements of her hands were no longer as gentle as before.
"hiss!"
Luo Jianjia didn't realize what she had done until Chu Wei frowned in pain.
She actually pulled the straps so hard that they were tighter.
Chu Wei Leng had a wound on his chest, and this move touched his wound.
Hearing Chu Wei's cold and painful voice, Luo Jianjia's hands trembled, and quickly loosened the straps, bowed his head, and said, "Hold..."
Before he could finish speaking, his head touched Chu Wei coldly, and the tip of his nose lightly touched.
"Feel sorry."
Luo Jianjia quickly finished tying the belt and took two steps back.
Afterwards, he picked up one side of Chu Weilen's underwear, and left the wing quickly before Chu Weilen could speak.
After closing the door, Luo Jianjia finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the heat on her face also dissipated a lot.
She looked back at the closed door, a little blank in her eyes.
She didn't know what happened to Chu Weilen, she always felt like he had changed since he came back from the battlefield this time.
In the past, he seldom took the initiative to talk to her or call her, but this time he called her from time to time.
The relationship between them is getting closer.
She didn't know what was going on in her heart, sometimes she felt very irritable, and sometimes a trace of other emotions emerged.
Luo Jianjia tightened the underwear in her hands, lowered her eyes, suppressed the emotion in her eyes, and walked towards the well.
Inside the house, Chu Wei Leng still maintained the posture that Luo Jianjia had just left.
To say what is different, he stretched out his index finger and kept touching the tip of his nose, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although Chu Weilen's underwear was often washed, he lived a rough life and his clothes were not clean.
Just as he did cold laundry for Chu Wei last time, Luo Jianjia put the inner clothes in the basin and soaked them for a while.
This time she didn't use grass ash.
If there is any advantage to being close to the heroine, it is a lot more convenient.
For example, cosmetics, such as toiletries.
Luo Jianjia had just finished soaking when he saw Chu Wei Leng coming out of the house wearing a coat.
Seeing her son wearing her new lingerie, Mrs. Zhao was very happy and said with a smile, "Don't tell me, there are some embroidered patterns on this dress, it looks a little more valuable than before. You should be careful."
Chu Wei glanced coldly at Luo Jianjia, who was squatting by the well to wash his clothes, and said, "Thank you lady."
Luo Jianjia looked up at him and said nothing.
"However, these clothes are a bit fat. You have lost a lot of weight recently. Eat more." Zhao continued, "What do you want to eat at noon, I will let Jianjia cook it for you later."
"My lady can do anything, I love to eat it."
Zhao Shi looked at his son, then at his daughter-in-law, and said with a smile, "Okay."
In the morning, Chu Wei Leng moved a reclining chair to bask in the sun in the yard, Boss Chu was weeding in the vegetable field by the wall, and Mrs. Zhao and Luo Jianjia were busy cooking.
At noon, Luo Jianjia went to feed Chu Wei Leng again.
Chu Wei Leng has never had such a day since he could remember. He always felt that the days of this kind of clothes to stretch out their hands and eat to open their mouths were too unwilling.
But now, after a few days, I suddenly feel that this kind of waste seems to have a good life.
The days went on like this. After about ten days, the prince who had a good relationship with Chu Weilen came to Chu's house.
Chu Wei Leng suffered such a serious injury. Every day, a military doctor in the military camp would come to give him a pulse, and General Wang would also send people to bring some things from time to time.
It was the first time for the prince to come.
This prince doesn't seem to be the same as before. Although he likes to joke as before, he is much more stable.
Others not only came, but also brought a lot of food.
It's almost as if he's here for a meal.
Now Wang Qingjue is one of the owners of the shop, and everyone is close to him a lot.
As soon as they saw him, Mr. Zhao and Boss Chu welcomed him in enthusiastically.
After a few simple words, Zhao Shi and Luo Jinjia went to the kitchen to work, while Chu Weilen was chatting with Wang Qingjue.
"Brother Chu has done a great job this time. When Yuan He arrives in the capital, I guess your award will come down. Congratulations, Brother Chu, this time you will be able to improve by a few levels."
Chu Wei said coldly: "It doesn't matter what the awards are, I just hope that the frontier can be stable for a few years."
Wang Qingjue said with a smile, "Brother Chu is guarding the border. Forgive him, Dong Jiguo won't dare to do anything in the short term."
After saying a few words, Wang Qingjue glanced at Chu Wei's hanging arm and the tightly bandaged wound, and asked with concern, "How is your injury?"
Then he explained, "I've been busy in the camp for the past few days, and I haven't had time to see you. But I have asked Dr. Hu every day, and I heard from him that your injury is recovering very well."
Chu Wei said coldly: "Well, the recovery is not bad, the wound has healed, and it hasn't opened again in the past few days. It is estimated that I will be able to return to the camp in half a month."
Wang Qingjue assuredly said, "That's good."
After a while, the aroma of food came from the kitchen house. Wang Qingjue smelled the fragrance, and suddenly lost the desire to speak, and looked at the kitchen house from time to time.
Today, Wang Qingjue brought two pieces of tofu. The General Wang recently sent a lot of meat, and he couldn't finish it. Luo Jianjia planned to fry some tofu balls.
She first chopped the fat and thin meat, and added some seasonings and minced green onion and ginger. Then, beat an egg into the meat filling, add the crushed tofu to it, mix these ingredients together and stir well, and then add some starch.
Pour oil into the pot, when the oil temperature is moderate, shape the fillings into balls and put them in the pot.
Not long after the balls were placed in the pot, the fragrance wafted out.
After about a quarter of an hour, Wang Qingjue finally couldn't sit still and said, "Since Brother Chu is injured, please rest well. I'll go to the kitchen to see if I can help." Go to the kitchen.
Chu Wei Leng: …
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