"Those people are dealing with you because of me."

Jun Yucheng did not shirk his responsibility, after all, such a fact can be imagined as long as he thinks about it a little.

"Well, I guessed that too...... In the past, I always heard others say that you are a blue face and a bad water, but now, I can reply, you are a blue face and a bad water! ”

Finally found a knife that was not very sharp in the corner, Pan Er washed it and looked at it carefully, only to find that the knife had completely rusted, and it was no wonder that it was thrown in the corner......

"What are you doing here? Let's come over and drink the chicken soup first! ”

Jun Yucheng looked at her disappointed look but asked puzzled, and when she heard his words, Pan Er threw the knife back in its place, washed her hands before coming over and picking up her own chicken soup.

Although it was a little cold, she quietly condensed a little heat in the palm of her hand, and the chicken soup was warmed by her unconsciously.

"I want to make you a crutch, when your feet are strong, we can also go to the city early, and report safety to everyone as soon as possible!"

Pan Er smiled faintly, and waited for the temperature of the chicken soup to rise before she drank it slowly.

The warm feeling flowed into her body, and after taking a bite of the softly boiled chicken, there was a faint taste of astragalus integrated into it, which was no worse than what she drank when she was hospitalized before!

Jun Yucheng laughed amusefully when he heard her words, and he glanced at the knife that she threw back into the corner.

"Are you going to use that knife to make me a crutch? Will you? ”

"No!"

Pan Er also said directly, she hadn't done it again, the wooden frame that pulled Jun Yucheng before was found by the river, and she used mana to strengthen it!

As for this crutch, she only has the memory of Xi Pan'er in her mind, so she thinks about making one by herself, anyway, she has nothing else to do here, so she just thinks it is to kill time!

"Heh......" Jun Yucheng didn't expect her to answer so bluntly, and after a little stunned, he laughed softly.

The voice was a little low, but it was very pleasant, which made Pan'er laugh.

"You bring the wood, I'll make it, you can drink the chicken soup and watch me make it."

After Jun Yucheng finished speaking, he took off the ring on his finger, and with a light press, the ring was straightened, and it turned into a sharp knife when he flicked Jun Yucheng's wrist.

"What a clever thought!"

Pan'er's eyes lit up and she praised in surprise.

"Aren't you curious? Unafraid? Jun Yucheng was a little puzzled by her like this, and most people would be surprised and scared when they saw that his ring could be turned into a sharp knife......

"Hmm...... It's a little curious, but you're the chief of staff of the Jin Army in Sucheng, so it's strange if you don't even have anything to defend yourself on! ”

After Pan'er finished speaking, she also handed him the log, turned around and continued to drink chicken soup.

There is also some chicken left by Jun Yucheng for her at the bottom of the pot, she ate them one by one, anyway, if she still wants to eat it tomorrow, she can go up the mountain again!

And she had been watching Jun Yucheng carefully sharpening the wood, and after a while, the ugly layer of bark outside was cut off by him, and then he looked up and down again, and then picked up the knife and carved it slowly......

The knife has been shining with cold light, but it does not live up to its reputation of sharpening iron like clay, Jun Yucheng also feels that it is quite easy to use, after all, this is the first time he has used this knife!

I didn't expect to make crutches for myself, and I don't know if the person who gave me a knife to defend himself will be so angry that he will jump to his feet......

Thinking of this, Jun Yucheng's movements in his hands were faster, and his mind became more and more focused.

His eyes were clear and staring directly at the wood in his hand, unaffected by the outside world, and not distracted in the slightest, as if the wood in his hand was all he cared about the most.

Pan Er looked at him so seriously and rigorously, and carefully studied the texture of the wood, and finally carved carefully and cautiously, so that she couldn't help but be a little stunned......

No wonder Brother Qi always told her before that serious men are the best-looking!

It's not just beautiful...... It's just that there is a kind of light on his body that people can't take their eyes off, and even his eyes are as deep as the sea, and he can't help but suck one of his hearts into it.

By the time she reacted, Jun Yucheng had already roughly carved the wood, and he carved the head of the wood into an eagle along the lines, with a hint of domineering in his eyes, and the feathers on its head were lifelike......

This kind of craftsmanship is that everyone can't help but sigh at those carvings!

Subsequently, Jun Yucheng polished the lower ones smoother, and this exquisite appearance also made Pan Er admire him more and more.

"You can even do crutches, and you can repair bamboo baskets and weave straw ropes before, how do I think you, the chief of staff, are simply omnipotent!"

Pan Er couldn't help but praise, but Jun Yucheng's eyes dimmed slightly after hearing her words, and then he put the knife back on his finger.

"But it's all a little trick of carving insects." He smiled faintly, but there was a touch of alienation in his eyes, Pan'er also knew that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't continue, just cleaned up the bowl and pot, took it and returned it to his aunt, and then took the dustpan or something, and cleaned up all the sawdust he had just cut off.

Only then did she take a basin of water to clean the ground, and looking at Jun Yucheng looking at the crutches with a complicated look in her eyes, she couldn't help but regret the suggestion she had just made.

But in such a situation, she didn't know what she should say to ease the somewhat calm and solemn atmosphere......

"This skill was taught to me by my grandfather, and my first crutch was also made for him, but before I could do it, he passed away......

Jun Yucheng seemed to know the distress in Pan Er's heart, he looked at the crutches in his hand and whispered, with a hint of nostalgia for his grandfather, as well as a faint sadness and guilt.

Back then, if it weren't for his young and incompetent, and if his grandfather didn't work around for him, and finally fell ill, even if he died, he wouldn't have been able to bury him in style.

Even now, he has not completely washed away the shame that those people have inflicted on them!

Although his carving skills were taught by his ancestors, he has never carved anything since his death, but until this time, he knew that the past things that he had never touched were not forgotten, but engraved in his blood and bones, no matter how long it had passed, he had never lost ......