Speaking of this, Zhao Wu couldn't help but blush.

He was almost thirty years old, and it was the first time he had done so.

It's a little shame in his character.

However, when he thought about this, he felt that it was worth owning an item that Chu Xintian had made and carrying it with him.

"Okay, Uncle Marshal, I'll tell my mother later"

At this time, the East House.

After dinner, after cleaning up the pots and pans, Chu Xintian returned to the house, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and took out the sewing kit.

Of course, Chu Xintian did not have telepathy with Bai Yongjing and Zhao Wu, and did not do anything for Zhao Wu.

She did want to do something, but it was for Lu Weichuan.

Half a month will be Lu Weichuan's birthday.

After Chu Xintian learned the news, he racked his brains to give Lu Weichuan a gift.

Lu Weichuan is the son of a wealthy family, and he doesn't lack anything to buy with money. So Chu Xintian thought that the gift she gave must have been intentional.

At noon today, when he was cooking with Niu Li's family, Chu Xintian got some opinions from Niu Li's family.

Niu Li strongly suggested that Chu Xintian make a belt for Lu Weichuan himself.

"Sister, haven't you heard that a belt can bind people's hearts"

Chu Xintian didn't believe it, but she also thought it was a good choice to send a belt.

She's just worried about her craft.

So, Chu Xintian asked Niu Li how to make a belt. How to cut

Chu Xintian's embroidery skills are not very good, so she designed some relatively simple back-to-back patterns, which does not test the embroidery, but the embroidery effect is very good, and it will be very atmospheric to wear it on a man.

Usually, Lu Weichuan likes to wear light-colored clothes. Chu Xintian chose a dark gray plain brocade fabric and began to make a belt.

Because this is the first time to give a gift to Lu Weichuan, Chu Xintian's special heart.

She didn't want her craft to be too bad. If he doesn't do it well, Lu Weichuan can't wear this belt.

Chu Xintian lowered his head and began to sew the material carefully.

Because he was too attentive, Bai Yongjing came in from outside, and Chu Xintian didn't notice it.

"Mom, what are you doing" Bai Yongjing came from the West House to ask Chu Xintian to do something for Zhao Shaoshuai.

Chu Xintian happened to be doing needlework. He thought that Chu Xintian had already started to do things for Zhao Wu, so naturally his own voice became excited.

Chu Xintian didn't notice her son entering the door. Suddenly, she heard Bai Yongjing's voice. Taken aback. The hand shuddered, and the needle plunged into his finger.

"Ah, scare me."

Soon, a large bead of blood appeared on her fingertips.

"Mother, you are injured" Seeing that Chu Xintian was bleeding, Bai Yongjing couldn't care about anything. He rushed over and put Chu Xintian's injured finger in his mouth and began to suck.

"It's okay" Seeing that his son was so nervous, Chu Xintian smiled and raised his other hand and touched his head.

After a while, Chu Xintian's fingers finally stopped bleeding.

"Mother, do you want to put some ointment" Bai Yongjing was still worried.

"No, my mother is not so fragile. This little wound is nothing. ”

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Of course, it doesn't hurt, kid. Haven't you already taken care of this for your mother?"

Chu Xintian picked up the needle and started working again.

"Mother, what are you doing, shouldn't it be for less" Bai Yongjing only asked halfway, and suddenly remembered the agreement with Zhao Wu. This time, he asked Chu Xintian to make things, but he couldn't mention Zhao Wu's name.

"What do you say" Chu Xintian's mind was making a belt again, so she didn't really listen to Bai Yongjing's words.

"It's nothing, mother. What are you doing?" Bai Yongjing returned to this topic.

"Well, I'm making a belt"

"For whom for yourself"

"No, it's for Uncle Lu. He's almost on his birthday. Chu Xintian didn't want to say such things, but when he thought about it, Lu Weichuan was also their family, so it was nothing to talk to Bai Yongjing.

"Oh, this is for Uncle Lu" Listening to Chu Xintian's words, Bai Yongjing was a little lost.