The General’s Wife of the Buddhist Family

It was raining and the weather was much cooler.

As soon as Chu Wei left coldly, Luo Jianjia sat under the eaves, learning how to make clothes from the Zhao family.

She is not so particular about what clothes to wear. The original owner has a lot of clothes that she can wear.

However, she is more concerned about the lining, and wants to make it herself.

When Zhao saw his son's return, he smiled and greeted: "Brother Leng, are you back? Have everything been clarified?"

Chu Wei said coldly: "I've made it clear."

After speaking, Chu Wei gave Luo Jianjia a cold look.

Luo Jianjia was walking the needle with her head down, and she noticed Chu Wei Leng's gaze and looked up at him.

She didn't expect that Chu Wei Leng was actually still looking at her.

At that glance, it was very complicated and had some meaningful meaning.

Luo Jianjia felt a little in his heart.

Had Chu Wei Leng been sure that she kicked him out of bed last night?

The two looked at each other for a while, and Luo Jianjia stabilized his mind.

Reason told her that this was impossible, and he had no evidence.

As long as she doesn't admit it, he can never be sure.

Luo Jianjia blinked his slightly sour eyes, and the look in Chu Wei Leng's eyes turned into the same indifference as before.

Seeing her doing this, Chu Wei Leng shifted his gaze and went to the side to continue picking up the clutter.

I don't know if he didn't exercise day and night during this period, and he didn't feel as nervous as he was in a neighboring country. He felt unwell.

There is a feeling that you are full of energy but there is no place to use it. If you don't do something, you feel uncomfortable.

In a short while, Luo Jianjia saw Chu Wei Leng neatly arranging the clutter in Xijian aside.

This really surprised her.

Chu Wei didn't like bathing coldly, and he was sloppy.

I didn't expect to do things with meticulousness and rules.

Judging from this detail, it is not entirely undesirable.

Although Chu Weilian devoted himself to packing things, he did not consciously think of what Li had just said in his mind.

Roche intends to remarry?

He knows exactly what kind of person Li is.

Savage, jealous, and picky.

Li had expressed his love to him before, but he had no intention of treating her, so he had not done anything to misunderstand her.

Never thought that Li's hatred for it, and in turn bullied his parents.

He didn't want to hear a word of what such a person said, and would never believe it.

However, it is true that Roche is different from before.

In the past, Roche had the same temperament as Lee, and was bolder and more shameless than Lee.

Roche knows all about his feelings for him.

Although he doesn't like Roche, he can feel how much he feels for her.

But now, he couldn't see the slightest love in Roche's eyes.

It can even be said that there is not only no love, but also no warmth.

Some are just indifferent, completely treating him as a stranger.

Feeling the slight pain on his left leg, Chu Weilian stopped the movement in his hand and bent over and touched it.

No, Roche is not only like a stranger to him, it can be said that he is inferior to a stranger.

When he came back this time, the first time he saw Roche, he felt that she was different from before.

I haven't been able to figure out why it is different.

If Roche really has empathized, fell in love with others, and is ready to remarry.

Many things make sense...

Thinking of this, Chu Wei Leng looked back at Luo Jianjia.

At this moment, Luo Jianjia was hanging his head and sewing the white shirt in his hand.

She has slender fingers, piercing the needle skillfully, and her movements are particularly graceful.

This is incompatible with the wall of shed mud behind him, and it cannot go with the deep and shallow dirty mud pits in the yard.

I always feel that she shouldn't be here, she should be sitting in the carved cloister in the exquisite courtyard, admiring the flowers and the moon.

A gust of wind blew by, and a lock of hair slipped on his cheek.

The exquisite face added a touch of amorous feelings.

Chu Wei Leng suddenly forgot what he was thinking, and was stunned.

Why didn't he discover that Roche was so good-looking three years ago? He only felt that she was particularly annoying and annoying, that face was hideous, and even his nightmare at one time.

But now, the face is still that face, but it feels completely different.

"Brother Leng, Brother Leng..."

The voice was in the ears, but it didn't even get into Chu Wei Leng's ears.

At this moment, Luo Jianjia stopped the movement in his hand and looked over.

For some reason, Chu Weileng's heart suddenly panicked, and his hands shivered unconsciously. After venting his energy, the box fell.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and promptly supported the box that was about to fall, and put it where it should be.

Zhao stood up nervously when the box in Chu Weileng's hands fell down, and he was relieved to see that his son was all right now.

"You kid, what did you just think about? Your father called several times and you didn't even hear it." The Zhao clan began to scold his son.

Chu Weiling glanced at Luo Jianjia lightly, and seeing that she was looking at him, his face suddenly became hot, and he immediately avoided her sight.

"Father, what did you just say?" Chu Wei Leng shifted his attention, pretending to ask nonchalantly.

Boss Chu smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just now that the rain is getting lighter. I want to ask if you want to go around the river."

Chu Wei coldly took a look at some of the sundries, and said, "Okay, my son will arrange these things and go."

"good."

Luo Jianjia didn't know what Chu Weiling was thinking from beginning to end. She was just speculating whether Chu Weilian's abnormality today was related to what happened last night and whether he wanted to retaliate against her.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Chu Weileng sorted things out. He and Boss Chu put on their clothes and went out together.

When he went out, Zhao also babbled a few words: "Brother Leng, your father sprained his foot a few months ago. Look at it. Now the ground is slippery, don't fall. Look at this day, you guys. Don't go far and watch. If you get older, come back quickly."

Boss Chu smiled and said nothing.

Chu Weilen quickly responded, "Mother, don't worry, my son will remember."

When Boss Chu and Chu Wei left coldly, the Zhao clan was still nagging: "Your father is just like Brother Leng, who can't hold back his temper. Then he stayed at home for two hours before thinking about going out. Also. I don't know what's outside, I run out every day."

Luo Jianjia smiled and said, "Mother, sitting for too long is not good for your health. Why don't you go around?"

Zhao shut his mouth, obviously a little excited, but still said: "Forget it, it's almost time to cook."

"It's not anxious, my daughter-in-law will do it." Luo Jianjia said, "If you don't go far, go to the aunt's house next door."

Zhao's had indeed been sitting for too long. She beat her sore waist and said, "That's okay, I haven't been out all morning. You can call me while you are cooking."

Luo Jianjia said, "Hey, good."

In an instant, Luo Jianjia was the only one left in the lively yard.

She lowered her head to sew for about a quarter of an hour, feeling a little sore in her eyes and a little uncomfortable in her arms, so she put it down.

At this time, she was supposed to be doing food to sell at the pier, but it was raining today and she didn't have to go, but she was free.

There was no one in the house at the moment, so she went to the utility room to take a look.

She didn't expect that Chu Wei looked rough, and did things very meticulously.

What she didn't see from the outside just now was not real enough, but now she can see clearly.

The contents in the utility room were reduced by half, separated by wooden boards in the middle, leaving a large open space.

The room was cleaned again and it was very clean.

If you take a bath here, it feels much more comfortable than before.

Chu Weilian's image in her heart is much better than before.

After looking at the utility room, Luo Jianjia went to the vegetable plot again.

Looking at the gratifying leeks, after counting the time, she plans to make some fresh food.

Then she planned to make pasta.

She knew that Chu Wei coldly liked pasta.

After Chu Weiling cleaned up her bathing place, she planned to treat him.

She first mixed some noodles with warm water and put the noodles aside.

After doing this, I went to the vegetable plot to cut some leeks, cleaned them, and cut them into dices in the kitchen.

Pour oil from the pan, add a few eggs, and stir-fry them.

Subsequently, the leeks and eggs were mixed together, and cooked oil and various seasonings were added.

The face is almost ready at this moment.

Luo Jianjia took out the noodles from the basin, cut the noodles into several parts, took out one part, and knead it vigorously. Finally, knead the long strips and cut them into small doses with a knife.

Sprinkle some flour on the chopping board, take a potion with one hand, and squeeze the potion with both hands at the same time.

She moved very swiftly, and dozens of doses were quickly squeezed.

The next step is to roll the agent into dough.

For those who have never made dumplings, the process of making dumplings is very complicated.

For Luo Jianjia, who helped her mother make dumplings since she was a child, these are very simple things.

I saw that she took a potion in one hand and pushed the rolling pin in the other hand. In the blink of an eye, a dumpling skin was rolled out.

She did the same for the rest of the skins.

After rolling out all the noodles, Luo Jianjia began to make dumplings.

She put the skin on her left hand first, and took the spoon in her right hand to scoop out the stuffing and put it on the skin.

Then put the dough together and pinch the flowers.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Jianjia began to repeat the same thing again to get another piece of noodles.

When the bag was almost ready, she began to boil water in the pot.

When the water is boiling, cook dumplings.

When the first pot of dumplings came out, Zhao came back.

"Jianjia, why did you cook your own food? Didn't you tell me to call me?" Zhao said.

She was talking in the next room just now, and when she turned her head, she looked at the smoke coming from her chimney, and came back quickly.

Luo Jianjia squeezed the dumpling in his hand and said, "No, mother, I can do it myself."

When Zhao wanted to say something, he saw the dumplings in Luo Jianjia's hand and asked in amazement: "What is this, why have you never seen it before? Which book did you read about the food?"

Luo Jianjia smiled and explained: "Mother, these are dumplings, not what I saw in the book."

"Dumplings..." Zhao repeated.

I thought, why is this name so familiar?

Seems to be……

"Is it the kind of food in the north that your father said before?" Zhao asked.

"Yes, that's it."

Zhao asked, smelling the chives and eggs, swallowed, and said, "It's quite fragrant."

Luo Jianjia took out dumplings and said, "Mother, it's already wrapped. Would you like to try it first?"

Zhao was really curious about this kind of food, and his appetite was appetizing when he looked at the dumplings full of green light on the plate.

I was about to taste it, but my son's voice rang outside.

"Mother, have you made dumplings?"

After all, Chu Wei Leng's face quickly appeared at the door of the kitchen.

Looking at the plate full of dumplings, Chu Wei coldly said with excitement: "It's really dumplings."

Luo Jianjia:...

Is this the instinct of eating goods?

I knew what she had done before entering the door.

She thought, the taste of this dumpling is not so strong, right.