When Chu Wei Leng returned home, Boss Chu and Mrs Zhao had already woken up.
Mr. Zhao was looking at the chickens in the chicken coop, while Mr. Chu was pulling weeds from the vegetable field beside him.
Seeing that his son came back from outside, Zhao shi asked curiously, "When did you go out, why didn't you rest at home?"
Chu Wei Leng didn't tell Zhao what he was doing, and used other reasons: "My son is used to it. He goes to bed early and gets up early in the military camp, and doesn't rest at noon. I just went outside for a walk."
After hearing this, Mrs Zhao said, "Oh, it's fine if you're not tired. If you're tired, just go back to the house and rest."
"I see, mother, my son is not tired."
After all, Chu Wei walked towards Boss Chu, squatted beside Boss Chu, and weeded with him.
I was so tired last night that Luo Jianjia slept for an hour before waking up.
When she was just lying on the bed, she was still worried that Chu Wei Leng would suddenly come back.
Gradually, she didn't hear any movement, she was very sleepy again, and she fell asleep at ease.
When he woke up, the three members of the Chu family were busy in the yard.
Seeing her coming out, Mrs. Zhao greeted her warmly and greeted her: "Jianjia, you're awake, come and have a look."
Luo Jianjia hurried over and looked down at the things on the ground, not understanding what these wooden shelves were for.
Zhao shi immediately solved her confusion: "Brother Leng said that the weather is too hot and the sun is too hot, so we need to make a shed for us so that we won't be afraid of the sun."
Luo Jianjia raised her eyebrows slightly, raised her eyes and glanced at Chu Wei Leng, who was wearing a white lingerie and squatting on the ground.
In fact, she always felt very sunburned, but she never thought of getting a shed to cover it up.
Chu Wei looked cold and rough, but his work was coarse and fine.
She couldn't help but reflect for a moment, whether she had some stereotypes, and she was not lively enough to do things.
Chu Wei Leng fixed the two sticks together and raised his head.
Although it was already Shen Shi at this moment, it was not as hot as noon, but the temperature was not low.
I saw that his face was slightly red, and his face was covered with beads of sweat.
A drop of sweat happened to flow down his forehead to his eyes, rolling over his eyelashes.
He didn't care too much, he lifted up his sleeve and wiped it.
In an instant, the white sleeves were dirty.
Looking at Boss Chu and Mrs Zhao next to him, their faces were also red.
"I'm going to cook some mung bean soup." Luo Jianjia said.
I don't know how long Boss Chu and Zhao have been working together. On such a hot day, even in a cool place, it is easy to suffer from heat stroke.
"Okay, I'll help you set the fire." Zhao Shi said.
"No need for mother, I'll do it myself, you can find a cool place to rest for a while, don't always stay in the sun." Luo Jianjia said.
"Hey, mother knows." Zhao shi replied with a smile.
As soon as Luo Jianjia left, Zhao's eyes returned to what her husband and son were doing.
Seeing the sweat dripping down his son's face, Mrs. Zhao said, "Brother Leng, take off your shirt. It's so hot that you're soaking wet. Take it off and let me wash it off for you."
Chu Wei Leng wanted to take off his shirt for a long time.
But as soon as he took it off, he thought of what Luo Jianjia reminded him in the morning.
He'd rather be hot than worrying his parents.
"No need, mother, just dress like this."
"What's wrong, you're still shy after not seeing you for three years? There are no outsiders at home, so take it off, it's uncomfortable to wear wet clothes." Zhao shi persuaded again.
"I really don't need it, mother, my son is used to it. He wears it like this in the military camp." Chu Wei Leng began to lie.
Zhao Shi was very surprised: "Ah? It's still stipulated to wear underwear in such a hot Tianjun camp? It's so hot."
Boss Chu said suspiciously: "When I was young, I heard that there are men in the military camp, and everyone is shirtless."
Chu Wei coughed coldly and said, "Father, we are located in the south and it's hot. It's very cold in the north. Even in the hottest summer, it's not as hot as ours."
Zhao Shi had never travelled far and was surprised by what his son said.
"Really? There are places like this. I thought we were all the same in Dali, but it's not the same."
"Yes, not only is it not the same as hot, but also cold in winter. When the border is the coldest, it will snow and the water will freeze." Chu Wei said coldly.
Neither Mrs. Zhao nor Mr. Chu had traveled far, and both were very interested in the places where their son stayed. Soon, the two of them focused their attention on the customs of the border and asked a lot of questions.
Chu Wei felt relieved when he saw that his mother no longer cared about what he was wearing, and told his mother about the border.
In Chu Weilen's mouth, the border is a very beautiful place.
The place is very large, the soil is very fertile, and the people are more hearty and enthusiastic.
The Chu family's yard was this big, so Luo Jianjia naturally heard the conversation outside.
Listening to Chu Weilen's words, her thoughts also drifted to the border.
The weather was already hot today, and she caught fire again, making it even hotter in the kitchen.
When she thought of the climate at the border, she suddenly felt a little yearning.
She liked it even more after listening to what Chu Weilen said about the border.
In my heart, I thought that when I left with Chu Wei in the future, I would definitely go to the border for a trip, so that it would be worthwhile for her to come to this world.
However, after thinking about it, listening to the sound of water boiling in the pot, I returned to reality.
In fact, in addition to being too hot in summer, the South is also pretty good.
The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the air is humid, which is suitable for human life.
Chu Wei Leng is a filial person, and he must have said nice things to Boss Chu and Mrs Zhao.
In fact, the border crossing may not be so good.
After all, there's a war going on over there, and it's too cold in winter.
Thinking of this in general, Luo Jianjia felt that it was fine now.
After a while, the mung bean soup was boiled.
Luo Jianjia pulled out the firewood at the bottom of the pot, buried it in the bottom of the pot, let the fire go out, opened the lid again, poured out the mung bean soup inside, and put it in a basin.
Afterwards, she went to the well to draw two buckets of water, poured it into a large pot, and brought the pot containing the mung bean soup and put it into the large pot to cool down.
After finishing this, Luo Jianjia walked over and looked at the shed they were making.
To be honest, she was very curious about what she wanted to make. After all, this is closely related to her future life, and she is very concerned about such things.
At this moment, Chu Weilen and Boss Chu are thinking about how to fix it.
Because the discussion was too serious, even if the sweat ran across his eyes, Chu Wei Leng didn't seem to notice, he blinked a few times, picked up a few wooden sticks, gestured, and asked Boss Chu: "Dad, you Can you do it like this here?"
Boss Chu learned woodworking for two years from an old carpenter in the village when he was young, and he has done a lot of things himself in these years. Although not very proficient, but somewhat understand the doorway inside.
"It's not impossible. Dad never made such a big thing. I was afraid that it would be too big, unreliable, and easy to fall." Boss Chu said hesitantly.
"Let's try it first, and if it doesn't work, we'll do it again." After that, Chu Wei Leng continued to work.
"Row."
Luo Jianjia stood aside and watched for a while, then listened to their discussion, and gradually understood what kind of shed they were going to make.
Below are a few sticks stuck on the ground, with a few sticks running sideways, and a cloth on top.
very simple.
The problem is also very obvious.
If it's just a small shed and the sticks on the ground are not that long, it can still be fixed.
But if it is higher, it is estimated that it is a bit difficult.
After a while, Luo Jianjia felt that the mung bean soup was almost done, so he went to wash his hands, brought the small basin to the kitchen room, took out a few bowls, and put one bowl per person.
When he came out, Chu Wei Leng had already made an outline.
Very unstable, as they expected.
Seeing the sad faces on her husband and son's faces, and seeing their blushing faces, Mrs. Zhao said, "Let's take a break first, drink mung bean soup, and make it after drinking it."
Luo Jianjia brought four bowls of mung bean soup on a tray and placed them beside Chu Wei Leng.
Chu Wei Leng was also really hot, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, picked up the mung bean soup and drank it.
Boss Chu was about to drink it when Luo Jianjia said, "Father, mother, wash your hands first, to prevent illness from entering through your mouth."
Chu Wei looked coldly at the gray handprint he grabbed by the side of the bowl. He was in a complicated mood, and looked up at Luo Jinjia.
Luo Jianjia didn't even look at him, picked up his bowl and drank slowly.
Zhao Shi came back after washing his hands, and seeing that his son had finished drinking, he said, "Mother will serve you another bowl."
"No need, mother."
After all, Chu Weilen continued to study how to make a shed.
Luo Jianjia listened for a while and couldn't help but said, "Dad, why don't you make a shape like an umbrella on it."
Hearing this, everyone looked over.
"Like an umbrella?" After Chu Wei heard it coldly, he slowly pondered.
"But is the umbrella surface too high and too big? Those shelves are not easy to make." Old Chu said.
"We can make some small shelves, make more, and make them triangular, which is more stable." Luo Jianjia said.
Language is pale.
Luo Jianjia couldn't explain the shed she had seen before with a sentence or two.
She put the bowl aside, picked up a stick from the ground, and drew it on the ground.
In fact, it is a big umbrella above, and the bottom is fixed with several pillars.
Instead of using a few long sticks, the brackets inside the big umbrella are made of many small sticks, which are crossed together.
"It looks similar to the shape of a house." Zhao didn't understand, but she understood.
"Yes, that's it." Luo Jianjia nodded.
"Why use so many small sticks, can a whole long stick work?" Chu Wei asked coldly.
Luo Jianjia explained: "Yes, but it's not as stable as this. Moreover, it's more convenient to stow it away. As soon as these crossed sticks are merged in the middle, they are folded and stowed away."
Hearing Luo Jinjia's explanation, Chu Wei's eyes lit up, and he looked at her with admiration.
"The lady is so wise."
Seeing that he understood, Luo Jianjia put down the stick, smiled, and said nothing.
Zhao Shi smiled and said, "Jianjia has always been so smart. Being able to marry such a good daughter-in-law is a blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes, so you should cherish it."
Luo Jianjia wouldn't even respond to these remarks. He picked up the bowl he just put aside to hide his embarrassment.
After Chu Wei listened coldly, he suddenly looked at her.
Luo Jianjia thought that she was going to say something along the lines of Zhao's words, but these words were definitely not what she wanted to hear.
She pretended not to see it, picked up the bowl, and tried to cover Chu Wei's cold eyes.
Chu Wei did not stop his words because of this, but said, "Miss, you didn't wash your hands."
"..." Luo Jianjia paused and looked up at Chu Wei Leng.
"Be careful that the disease enters through the mouth."
Luo Jianjia pursed her lips, her hands trembled slightly, she tried her best to hold back the bowl in her hand.