Last life?

Retracting her gaze, Ye Xia continued to do laundry: she couldn't deny that unconsciously, the home here, the place that was related to her, who cared about her and everyone she cared about, had been integrated into her life in a short period of time, and was sincerely accepted by her, and wanted to protect it with her heart.

It is precisely because of this that she can't see the injustice from her family to the people she cares about and care about.

For example, Brother Dafu, Lu Xiangbei, Lu Xiangyang and Second Brother Ye's family.

As far as their relationship with the Lu family is concerned, how can that old lady be treated like that?

Doesn't she have a heart?

Or is selfish human nature at work?

Lu Xiangbei pushed his bicycle into the courtyard gate at noon, and was stunned when he raised his eyes, this is to dismantle and wash the bedding and cotton jacket at home!

"Battalion commander."

Xiao Wang sat in the courtyard and told the story of the war to the Dafu brothers, and when he heard the familiar footsteps, he immediately got up and stepped forward: "My sister-in-law can't stay idle, and I dismantled and washed all the bedding at home and Dafu's padded jackets. Scratching his head, his eyes were full of remorse and chagrin.

"Dad, my mother has worked hard, and this will help us make new clothes!"

Erfu raised his little head and looked happy.

"Dad, Mom said we'll be able to put it on soon."

Sanfu joined in the fun, the glutinous milk voice followed up, looking at his eyes bent into a crescent moon, Lu Xiangbei made his facial expression look as soft as possible, raised his hand and rubbed the little brother's head: "Dad knows." "Washing so many things while pregnant, he can see and feel her hard work.

"Battalion commander, I'm afraid that these cotton can't make more than two cotton sets."

Xiao Wang took off a big soft burden from the back seat of the bicycle and opened his mouth to say something.

"Put it in the house." Lu Xiangbei looked at him, picked up the two homespun cloths that he brought back from Yuyao Village at the same time, and walked towards the hall with long legs.

"I'm back."

Ye Xia stepped on the sewing machine pedal, looked up at the man standing in front of him and smiled: "When they are done for Dafu, they will make you a new clothes." ”

"I'll come, you rest."

Lu Xiangbei put the cloth in the east house, and came out to directly press the movement of Ye Xia's hand.

"You...... Will ......"

Ye Xia looked at him incredulously as if Columbus had discovered the New World, his apricot eyes widened, and he looked at him incredulously: "Are you sure?" "I can't imagine that a tall man, even if he has a good look, a pair of slender and bony hands, but this can't change his gender, and such a man, sitting in front of the sewing machine sewing clothes, will the picture be too spicy eyes?

"It's not hard."

Lu Xiangbei gave two words, and then helped his daughter-in-law up: "Go to the kang and rest." ”

“……”

Ye Xia didn't know what to say, but saw the man sit in front of the sewing machine, pick up the semi-finished clothes she made and look at them carefully for a while, and then began to step on the pedal to "click". He is not in a hurry or rough, and his movements go from rusty to skillful to skillful.

Terrible!

This learning ability is so powerful that it is almost comparable to her!

The face is not red and the heart is not beating, Ye Xia is thinking so confidently.

The man's expression was focused, one hand gently flicked the wheel on the head, and his feet followed the pedal, the cloth on his knees fluttered with his knees, his right hand dragged the fabric forward, but his left hand gently stroked backwards, and his arms stretched freely as if pulling a bow.