Chapter 108： It's also good to be waste.

Zhao was talking to Luo Jianjia about new things that he had heard from elsewhere, and heard her son's voice. She quickly said to her daughter-in-law, "Jianjia, go and have a look. Brother Leng called you."

Luo Jianjia glanced at the direction of the wing and said, "Hey, good."

After all, Luo Jianjia walked towards the house.

When he walked to the bed, Chu Wei shook his shirt coldly.

Luo Jianjia glanced down at the shirt in Chu Weilian's hand, and then at Chu Weilian's seemingly embarrassing look.

In an instant, she seemed to understand what Chu Weilian meant.

Looking down, he took another look at the somewhat yellowed shirt.

Chu Weiling's clothes have always been washed by himself, and now he is injured, he can't wash them anymore.

So, this is because she wants her to wash his clothes and I am embarrassed to say?

As long as it is not personal and intimate clothes, Luo Jianjia feels that if Zhao is older, she can wash him.

Thinking of this, Luo Jianjia took over the clothes in Chu Weileng's hands, and said very intimately: "From now on, you just put the clothes you want to wash in the bamboo basket next to it."

When Chu Wei coldly saw Luo Jianjia took his clothes over, he thought she understood what he meant, but he didn't expect to hear her say so next.

Suddenly he was shocked.

Seeing Luo Jianjia about to turn around and leave with his jacket, he quickly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Luo Jianjia stopped and looked at Chu Weileng suspiciously.

This was the first time Chu Wei Leng had not resisted Luo Jianjia when she held him.

In the past, I didn’t feel that the wrist skin under the palm of my hand was tender, soft and boneless, as if I had touched a good piece of silk and soft tofu.

Holding it, Chu Weilian's hand couldn't help but slid down, trying to hold the white tender hand.

At this moment, Luo Jianjia spoke up.

"Miangong?"

This claim successfully called Chu Wei Leng's **** back.

"Ah, I didn't want the lady to help me wash the clothes." Chu Wei said coldly.

Luo Jianjia showed a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Then what do you mean?"

Looking at Luo Jianjia's eyes, Chu Wei's throat moved slightly, and finally he said his own demands.

"Ah, my hands are not very convenient, can the lady help her husband?"

Does this mean she wants her to help him wear clothes?

Luo Jianjia finally understood what the embarrassment on Chu Wei Leng's face was just now.

Thinking of him, a majestic general who is now injured, unable to eat and dress by himself, I must be very sad in my heart.

Luo Jianjia looked at the slightly yellowed shirt in his hand, and placed it on a chair beside him.

Chu Wei Leng was full of expectation, but at this moment, his heart gradually sank, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

After a while, a snow-white color reappeared before his eyes.

Seeing Chu Wei Leng in a daze, Luo Jianjia reminded: "Raise your arm."

Chu Wei Leng glanced at the brand-new clothes, and the light in his eyes came back again: "Is this a new work by the lady for her husband?"

Luo Jianjia explained: "No, my mother made it. The one just got dirty, let's wear this one first."

Chu Weileng was disappointed and glanced down again.

At this glance, he found the difference in clothes.

No, this is not what the **** mother did. The **** mother never embroiders on clothes.

So, Luo Jianjia did it, but she was embarrassed to admit it?

Thinking of this, Chu Wei Leng felt better again.

"This lace is also embroidered by the mother?" Chu Wei Leng asked, pointing to the lace of the shirt.

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 is to practice her hands.

She was an embroiderer, thinking about what fabric to practice her hands with, so she took Chu Wei Leng's shirt casually.

Hearing Luo Jianjia confessed, Chu Weileng was very happy.

So, he guessed right, Luo Jianjia must have made the clothes here, and she was embarrassed to admit it.

Luo Jianjia unfolded his brand-new jacket and prepared to put it on Chu Wei Leng.

She never served people to wear clothes, and did not know what to do, so she came according to her own thoughts.

Seeing Chu Wei's cold smile, Luo Jianjia probably guessed what he was thinking.

It's just that she was too embarrassed to say that he was practicing with his clothes, so she didn't explain anything.

Chu Wei Leng is in a very good mood and wears clothes well.

Luo Jianjia first put his shirt on Chu Weileng, then raised his left arm and put his sleeves inside.

Chu Weiling didn't hurt his left arm, so it's easier to wear, but the right is more difficult to wear.

Luo Jianjia took off the strap that was around Chu Weilian's neck, gently supported his right arm, and slowly put on the sleeve.

During the whole process, two people will inevitably have physical contact.

The sleeves on both sides are put on, and the belt on the waist is about to be fastened.

The two moved closer.

When he was about to fasten the belt, Luo Jianjia raised his head and gave Chu Wei a cold look.

But seeing Chu Weilian staring at her all the time, the look in his eyes was complicated and indistinguishable.

Like... to see her through.

Luo Jianjia's heart suddenly tightened, her hand movement was no longer as gentle as before, and she didn't control her strength well, so she tried harder.

"Hiss!"

Luo Jianjia didn't realize what he had done until Chu Weilian frowned in pain.

She pulled the strap hard and tightened it a little bit.

But Chu Wei Leng had a wound on his chest, and this move touched his wound.

Hearing Chu Wei Leng's painful voice, Luo Jianjia's hand trembled, and quickly loosened the straps, bowed his head, and said, "Hug..."

Before he finished speaking, his head and Chu Wei coldly touched, and the tip of his nose also touched lightly.

"Sorry."

Luo Jianjia quickly finished tying the belt and took two steps back.

After that, he picked up one side of Chu Wei Leng's shirt and walked out of the wing before Chu Wei Leng spoke.

After closing the door, Luo Jianjia finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the heat on his face disappeared a lot.

She looked back at the closed door, a little dazed in her eyes.

I don't know what happened to Chu Wei Leng. She always felt that since returning from the battlefield this time, he seemed to be a different person.

In the past, he rarely 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 the thought was in her mind, sometimes she felt very irritable, and sometimes a trace of other emotions developed.

Luo Jianjia tightened the shirt in his hands, lowered his eyes, condensed the emotion in his eyes, and walked toward the well.

Inside the room, Chu Weilian still maintained the posture where Luo Jianjia had just left.

To tell the difference, he stretched out his index finger and kept touching the tip of his nose, with a slight smile from the corner of his mouth.

Although Chu Weilen's clothes are often washed, he lives rather rough and his clothes are not clean.

Luo Jianjia put the coat in the basin and soaked it, just like the cold wash for Chu Wei last time.

She didn't use plant ash again this time.

If there is any benefit to being close to the hostess, it is a lot more convenient.

For example, cosmetics, such as toiletries.

Just after Luo Jianjia was soaked, he saw Chu Wei Leng come out of the house wearing his coat.

Zhao looked at his son wearing her new shirt and was very happy. He smiled and said, "Don't even say, some patterns are embroidered on the clothes. They look a bit more valuable than before. It's better to be careful."

Chu Wei Leng glanced 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 little fatter. You have cleared a lot recently. Eat more." Zhao said again, "What do you want to eat at noon, let Jianjia make it for you later."

"Lady can do anything, I love to eat."

Zhao looked at his son, then looked at his daughter-in-law, and said with a smile, "Good."

One morning, Chu Weileng moved a deck chair to sunbathe in the yard, Boss Chu was weeding in the vegetable field by the wall, and Zhao and Luo Jianjia were busy cooking and eating.

At noon, Luo Jianjia went to feed Chu Wei Leng to eat again.

Chu Weileng had never had such a life since he could remember. He always felt that the days when he stretched out his hands for food and opened his mouth in this kind of clothes were too unambiguous.

But now, after a few days, I suddenly feel that this kind of wasteful life seems to be good.

The day went on like this. After about ten days, the prince who had an excellent relationship with Chu Wei Leng came to Chu's house.

Chu Weilian suffered such a serious injury, and there would be military doctors in the barracks to give him his pulse every day, and General Wang would also send people over from time to time.

It's the first time the prince has come.

The prince seemed to be different from the past. Although he likes to joke as before, he is a lot more stable.

Others not only came, but also brought a lot of ingredients.

It's just a matter of just saying that I'm here to Cengfan.

Now Wang Qingjue is regarded as one of the shop owners, and everyone is close.

As soon as they saw him, Mr. Zhao and Boss Chu welcomed him in enthusiastically.

After a few brief remarks, Zhao and Luo Jianjia went to the kitchen to be busy, while Chu Weileng chatted with Wang Qingjue.

"Brother Chu has done a great job this time. When Yuanhe arrives in the capital, it is estimated that your award will come down. Congratulations to Brother Chu. This time you will surely be able to advance several levels."

Chu Wei said coldly: "It doesn't matter what awards are made, I just hope that the frontier will be stable for a few years."

Wang Qingjue smiled and said, "Brother Chu is in the border town. Forgive him Dong Jiguo will not dare to make any more moves 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: "What's the matter with your injury?"

Then he explained: "I have been busy in the camp for the past few days, and I haven't had time to see you. However, I always ask Doctor Hu every day and hear him say 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 split in the past few days. I guess I can return to the camp in half a month."

Wang Qingjue said with confidence: "That's good."

Not long after, the smell of food came from the kitchen. Wang Qingjue smelled the scent, and suddenly lost the desire to speak, and looked at the kitchen from time to time.

Today, Wang Qingjue brought two pieces of tofu. The general king recently gave away a lot of meat. He couldn't finish eating, so Luo Jianjia planned to deep-fry some tofu balls.

She chopped up the fat and thin meat first, then added some seasonings and minced green onion and ginger. Then, beat an egg into the meat filling, add mashed tofu into it, mix these ingredients together and stir well, then add some starch.

Pour oil into the pot. When the oil temperature is moderate, shape the filling into **** and put it into the pot.

It didn't take long for the meatballs to be in the pot, and the fragrance floated 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 will go to the kitchen to see if I can help." Walked towards the kitchen.

Chu Wei Leng:...

What about the one who came to visit him?