The General’s Wife of the Buddhist Family

Due to the power of Chu Wei Leng, Luo Jiamo wanted to say that he had come to Chu's house to make trouble. These few days he was so scared that he hid in the town and did not dare to go home.

Listening to the people in the town talking about Chu Wei Leng's murder of Liu Fushang, he was even more panicked all day long, only praying in his heart, then the evil **** hurried back to the barracks.

After a few days in this way, Chu Weilian was leaving home to go to the barracks.

The mother is worried about the child traveling thousands of miles.

As the days approached, Zhao's face became more and more ugly, often staring at things in a daze or sighing.

When making shoes for him, he almost got his hands a few times.

Luo Jianjia was just the opposite. She was counting days expecting Chu Wei Leng to leave.

Without him, Chu Wei Leng started snoring again these few nights, often making her unable to sleep because of the noise.

Moreover, with him, it is not convenient for her to do many things.

Now it’s hot, and you have to be tightly wrapped up when you sleep at night.

Seeing that Chu Wei Leng was about to leave the next morning, after dinner, Zhao began to talk again.

"It's cold at the border, and I don't know if the cotton coat my mother made for you is warm or not, and can it withstand the wind and sand over there...If you have shoes, mother will make you ten pairs of shoes. If you are not here, mother will make them for you every day. I saved it all... I saved a lot of insoles, so you bring them all."

"Thank you mother."

"Thank me what I do, it's all my mother should do, but I don't know if it's appropriate."

"My mother does everything right."

"Mother, don't have to work like this in the future, there are everything in the barracks."

"Well, what is done outside is not as comfortable as what a mother does."

"My son is afraid that you are too tired. I have to go out to sell food, feed the chickens, and work in the fields."

"Not tired, not tired, what's this, mother loves to do it."

For Zhao, making shoes and socks for his son entrusted his feelings to his son.

"Hey..." Zhao sighed again.

In the past few days, Luo Jianjia has heard Zhao sigh countless times. He raised his eyes and saw Zhao's face full of sadness, fearing that she could not sleep again tonight.

After pondering for a while, Luo Jianjia said: "Mother, Xianggong is a long way to go here, why don't we make something convenient for Xianggong to eat?"

Hearing this, Zhao's attention shifted and said, "If you don't tell me, I have forgotten it, yes, I should make some food and carry it with me. At such a far place, sometimes I can’t walk in front of the village or go to the shop. , There is no place to eat."

"Well, mother might as well think about it tonight, what to cook for Xiang Gong, we will go to town to buy and cook tomorrow."

Zhao nodded: "Okay, mother, think about it for a while."

After that, he looked at his son again: "Brother Leng, do you have anything you want to eat? Tell your mother. If your mother does not make it delicious, let your daughter-in-law make it for you at that time."

Chu Weileng loves to listen to these words. Hearing these words, he turned his head to look at Roche, who was sitting on the side, and said: "You can do anything, but don't do too much, lest the road is broken and wasted."

Luo Jianjia's original intention was to divert Zhao's emotions. At this moment, he was inexplicably burdened with such a task.

However, Chu Wei Leng solved her maiden's troubles for her, and she always thanked him.

It is not impossible to give him some food and practice.

Thinking about this, Luo Jianjia nodded in response.

After returning to the house, she began to think about food that was both anti-hunger and convenient to carry.

Chu Wei Leng likes pasta very much and also likes to eat meat, so the food is pasta and meat.

The freshly made meat dishes must not be kept for too long, so they can only be compressed. For pasta, it is a more durable cake.

Didn't he like to eat heavy mouthfuls, and he was afraid of spoiling? Pickles just met his requirements.

Cakes and pickles are a perfect match.

Just thinking about it, the door rang, and Chu Wei came back after taking a shower.

Hearing the movement, Luo Jianjia glanced at the door subconsciously.

Just glanced at it, I was stunned.

Chu Weileng came back naked and topless, wearing only trousers.

At this moment, the water on his body hasn't been wiped dry, and the drops of water flow down his neck, through his chest, and toward his abdomen.

Xu was exposed to the sun all year round, and Chu Weilian's complexion was slightly yellowish, lighter than wheat.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, chest muscles and abdominal muscles are all available.

Luo Jianjia had to sigh again, Chu Weileng did have the capital to be a male protagonist, and his figure was absolutely top-notch.

Looking up again, her hair is jet-black, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, her nose is high, and her thin lips are tightly pressed.

The whole body exudes a kind of breath that strangers don't get close.

Gao is cold and handsome, just like the description in the book.

When you don't speak, you will think that where the downfall came from.

If this person is not a male protagonist, just looking at his appearance would be an excellent companion.

It's a pity that I don't like to take a bath and I live a rough life. Bathing is like a task she gave him. He came out after a long time before planting. I don't know if he has been in contact with water.

The point is, I still love snoring.

Seeing Roche waiting for him to see, Chu Wei raised his eyebrows slightly, just about to say something, only to hear Roche's cold voice sounded: "The wind is strong at night, and your husband is not going to catch a cold, so let's put on his shirt."

Chu Wei Leng was stunned, listening to the cicadas screaming outside, and said: "It's not cold for my husband, it's quite hot."

He just came out without wearing his shirt because he felt hot and troublesome.

Luo Jianjia said: "Nafujun might as well go to the ground to sleep, cool off."

"No, the floor is too hard, and my back hurts."

After speaking, Chu Wei coldly blew out the oil lamp and lay down on the bed.

Seeing him like this, Luo Jianjia frowned slightly and glanced at him.

"What's wrong, lady, are you still asleep?" Chu Wei asked coldly.

Luo Jianjia ignored him and lay inside.

Chu Wei Leng went to the mountain next to the town with Er Sheng for a lap in the day, and was very sleepy at the moment.

He fell asleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes, and soon snored.

Listening to the familiar voice, Luo Jianjia felt a little irritable.

Contrary to Chu Weilian, she slept a lot during the day and couldn't sleep at the moment.

In an extremely quiet environment, she might be able to fall asleep.

The environment is noisy at the moment, but I can't sleep anymore.

As soon as people can't sleep, they start to think about some things they don't have.

Luo Jianjia thought about what to eat tomorrow, and made a plan for the next six months.

After about half an hour like this, she finally felt a little sleepy.

It's a pity that the snoring on his side still exists, which is really annoying.

Luo Jianjia wanted to kick Chu Wei coldly out of bed like last time.

However, thinking that Chu Wei Leng helped her solve the Luo Family, and thinking that Chu Wei Leng was about to leave one day, she held back all her life, meditating in her heart all kinds of formulas to fall asleep.

Two quarters later, Luo Jianjia was still awake and irritable.

No, she will be crazy if this goes on, she can't stop kicking him out of bed, but she reminded him.

Thinking of this, Luo Jianjia raised his hand and patted Chu Weileng.

Luo Jianjia forgot that Chu Weilian hadn't put on his shirt anymore, and when he patted him, his palm directly touched his arm.

Although she has lived for two lives, she has never been in love, nor has she ever touched the body of an adult man.

The moment I touched it, I was stunned.

Chu Wei Leng's arms are a bit hot and very strong, hitting it as if he had encountered a hot wall.

The purring remained the same.

Chu Wei did not wake up coldly.

Luo Jianjia turned sideways and looked at Chu Weileng.

A full moon hung in the sky and shone into the room.

Chu Wei was lying on the bed with his upper body cold, his hands casually placed beside him.

This arm is really strong without a trace of fat.

Seeing Chu Weiling still snoring and sleeping soundly, Luo Jianjia raised his hand and squeezed his arm.

After squeezing his, he squeezed his own.

The touch of their arms is completely different.

People grew up eating whole grains, how can they be so bad?

Luo Jianjia focused on comparing the difference between the two, without realizing that the disturbing snoring sound no longer existed.

When she raised her hand again to squeeze Chu Weilian's arm, she heard a voice suddenly rang in the darkness: "What is the lady doing?"

Luo Jianjia was frightened, his hands trembled, and couldn't help but increase the strength of his hands.

Chu Wei Leng knew that his wife was very strong, but he never thought that pinching him would hurt so much.

However, he didn't want to be too weak in front of her, so he gritted his teeth and held back.

Luo Jianjia reacted quickly after being taken aback for a while, and hurriedly pulled the quilt he was covering on Chu Weilen's body, and said: "The night is as cold as water, and my concubine will cover the quilt."

After speaking, he pretended to be all right and lay back.

Luo Jianjia was a little nervous throughout. Realizing that Chu Weileng had been staring at her, she quickly closed her eyes. As for the quilt on her body, she had long forgotten it.

After a while, Chu Weileng finally had a reaction.

"Because the husband is not cold, let the lady cover it."

After all, the quilt returned to Luo Jianjia's body.

Xu was because there was no light in the house, and Chu Wei could not see clearly. When covering Luo Jianjia's quilt, his hand accidentally wiped Luo Jianjia's face.

Chu Weilen's hands were a bit rough, and Luo Jianjia's face was tender. When he wiped his face, it hurt a little.

As soon as the quilt was gone, although it was still the quilt, I don’t know if it was because it was covered on Chu Weilen’s body, it smelled of him, Luo Jianjia was uncomfortable, and the cheeks he had just touched were slightly slightly. hot.

However, fortunately, Chu Weileng didn't snore again.

Luo Jianjia was a little confused and fell asleep slowly.

Chu Wei hadn't fallen asleep, just wiped the fingertips of his cheeks, as if there was still a hint of fragrance on it.

Crisp, soft.

This night, Luo Jianjia had a few chaotic dreams. After waking up, he felt embarrassed when he thought of the incident that Chu Wei Leng had caught last night.

Fortunately, Chu Wei Leng was no longer in the house and went to the yard to chop wood.

"Brother Leng, enough, don't chop wood." Zhao's voice came from the courtyard.

"It's okay, mother, put it aside and use it slowly." Chu Wei said coldly.

He didn't know when he would come back after he left. His father and mother were weak, and his wife was so beautiful. He could do as much as he could.

"You kid, take a break, I'm in good health with your father, just chopping wood by myself." Zhao clan said again.

Chu Wei cooled down without listening, and continued to chop the firewood.

Thinking that there are so many things to do today, Luo Jianjia quickly got up.

Because Chu Weileng was about to leave soon, after breakfast, Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Chu were going to the town to buy things for their son.

Luo Jianjia also told them both of the ingredients he needed.

After the two of them left, Luo Jianjia started to make the oven.

In her previous life, she has seen many ovens made by rural people at home, which are convenient and practical, so she still knows the general appearance.

However, there are many difficulties in the hands-on operation.

For example, where to find the adobe below and how to get the hemispherical hole above.

Chu Weiling was originally chopping wood, and he walked over when he saw that Luo Che didn't know what he was doing, but he couldn't do it all the time.

"What do you want to do? Do you need help?" Chu Wei Leng asked.

According to Luo Jianjia's temperament, she should have refused in one fell swoop, but looking at Chu Wei's cold and stout arm, she gave up.

She first sketched out the shape of what she was going to make with Chu Weileng, and then prepared to tell him step by step. Unexpectedly, Chu Weileng understood it just after she finished speaking.

"The lady wants to bake things, right?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it just getting an oven? Simple."

He has seen something similar at the border, but the shape is not the same, but the function is similar.

After all, Chu Wei went out coldly.

After all, he is a native of Chujia Village. He knows who has the adobe, and he also knows where to find suitable stone clay.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he retrieved some adobe and stones from the outside.

Then he took the shovel and went outside and got some clay and straw.

He was also inevitably stained with some dirt.

Afterwards, he squatted on the ground and began to build the oven.

Seeing that things were ready, Luo Jianjia squatted down, ready to help.

"This thing is dirty, just stand aside and watch it, so she can get it for her husband."

"Let's go together."

Chu Wei Leng could finish the work in front of him soon, and he didn't need help from others.

Although Luo Jianjia is strong, he always looks delicate and not dusty in his eyes.

"No need." Chu Wei Leng refused.

Luo Jianjia didn't insist anymore, just stood aside and watched Chu Wei coldly.

Because the things in front of him were clay, mud, etc., Chu Wei was inevitably stained on his clothes while he was working.

Looking at the stains, Luo Jianjia frowned.

This is too dirty.

She couldn't bear it anymore, and the ghost said: "Take off your shirt and I will wash it for you."