She really wants to make a dress of her own, so she doesn't want to give up halfway.

And Mu Peilie saw that Lu Jiaojiao was so restless, touching the back of her head, and she was very depressed.

There's a lot he hasn't said yet, really.

Seeing him pestle in front of Lu Jiaojiao, Mu Jingyun frowned and said.

"Don't you have to count the goods and go to the county tomorrow to buy them? What are you still doing standing here stupidly? ”

Hearing his voice, Mu Peilie turned his head to Mu Jingyun at this time.

"I've already finished ordering, why don't I use my second brother to remind me."

Mu Jingyun heard the irritability in his words, his brows furrowed even tighter, and there was more incomprehension in his eyes.

"Then go catch a fish in the river."

"It's only going to be caught at this time, when will it be caught."

Mu Peilie saw that the sun outside was about to set, and he had to catch fish until night.

"If you can't catch it, go buy one and come back." Mu Jingyun said.

Seeing that the second brother was on the same page as the fish, Mu Peilie grabbed his hair, full of irritability, and he said discussively.

"Second brother, when will you eat this fish, if you are hungry, I will get you one tomorrow, forget it today."

I was concentrating on washing, and the clothes that were suddenly thrown in this basin were not my own, and they were smelly, which didn't match the fragrant bubbles in her basin at all.

Lu Jiaojiao raised her head, looked at Mu Peilie, who was holding her hands in front of her with a trembling expression, as if she was sure that he would not leave him to wash his clothes, her eyelids jumped, and then she grabbed the few clothes he threw in, regardless of whether the clothes were stained with water or not, and threw them directly on him.

"I'm sorry, men and women don't kiss, you still wash this dress yourself."

This is, I really think she has a good temperament, let him rub it flat and round?

and forcibly asked her to wash her clothes and wash his head.

After Lu Jiaojiao finished saying this, she didn't care what kind of mood Mu Jingyun was in now, she poured out the dirty water in the basin, and poured the water in the bucket to clean her clothes.

Mu Peilie really didn't expect that Lu Jiaojiao, who had behaved very docile since the incident of hitting the wall, was thrown a few dirty clothes into the basin by him, which made people angry.

And he came to Cheng Cheng to be angry with Lu Jiaojiao, but now that she is really angry, she doesn't even want to say anything to him, and she really doesn't feel good in her heart.

"I'm just kidding, right?" Mu Peilie whispered this.

glanced at Lu Jiaojiao, saw that she didn't react, sullenly clumped the clothes in her arms, hugged her to the house and took another basin, and found a place next to Lu Jiaojiao, rubbing her clothes like a stupid big bear.

Seeing that Mu Peilie was just washing clothes next to her, and didn't look for anything anymore, Lu Jiaojiao was relieved, and after cleaning the clothes, she dried them on the pole in the yard, and finally gave him the soap horn when she entered the house.

After washing the clothes, Lu Jiaojiao found that she didn't seem to have anything to do.

The three brothers of the Mu family are still more clean people, where there is dust in the house, they will wipe it clean when they see it, she really has nothing else to do except usually cook a dish and wash a dish or something.

Lu Jiaojiao supported her chin with her hands, and saw that Mu Jingyun was holding the cloth she bought in the town that day and threading the needle, and she was curious.

Is he making clothes?

Can Mu Jingyun make clothes?

Lu Jiaojiao looked at the skillful posture in Mu Jingyun's hand, and her eyes were full of respect.

It's amazing, even a woman who sews a button messily, Mu Jingyun can even make clothes, which is too powerful.

Xu is eyes were too eager, so that Mu Jingyun noticed, he raised his eyes to look at her, and asked.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that he was asking her, Lu Jiaojiao carried a small bench to his side, looking at the needle in his hand without blinking.