The general is in charge of the routine again

At night, Wen Mu curled up in Yang Jianxin's arms with one arm around his neck, sleeping soundly.

Yang Jianxin waited for Wen Mu's breathing to stabilize, then gently removed Wen Mu's hand on his neck, and put him under the quilt.Quietly went out to Xiaohuazi's room.

Xiao Huazi was sleeping on the table, apparently waiting for him.

He knocked on the table, and Xiao Huazi sat up like a frightened bird, looked at Yang Jianxin with sleepy eyes, and then took out a bamboo basket under the table and said: "All the things you asked the servant to buy are here."

Yang Jianxin flipped through the pages, and sure enough everything he wanted was there.Nodding in satisfaction, she quietly went back to Wenmu's yard with her hand.

When it comes to sewing clothes, Yang Jianxin still knows how to do it, but when faced with the embroidery, he is somewhat at a loss.

How to embroider?How to embroider?It made him big at both ends.

There are no little maids in the Wen residence, they are all little eunuchs, and the only one who is not a eunuch is Jia Bo.

Jaber didn't marry a wife.

Yang Jianxin thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that they had sewed cloth pockets for him, and there were many uncertain factors in the changing situation on the battlefield.

Therefore, when they often go to the battlefield, they usually carry a few kilograms on their bodies.There is a string of medicine pockets hanging in the waist, which have everything for treatment.A cloth bag with a narrow mouth is hung obliquely on the body, and it is filled with dried food.

Even the water bags are hung several times on the body, for fear of being surrounded by the enemy and starving to death in the encirclement.

Therefore, such cloth pockets that need to be hung on the body need to be sewed by themselves. They may be a little rusty at first, but they will gradually become a little proficient.

Yang Jianxin thought about it, the purse was similar to the cloth bag he was wearing to hold food, wouldn't it be good if he sewed it a little smaller?

If you think so, how do you do embroidery?

Yang Jianxin fell into deep thought.

In the early morning of the next day, a burst of vitality confronted Wen Mu, he was a little impatient, moved, and continued to sleep.

Yang Jianxin watched as soon as he went to bed in the middle of the night, there was someone who couldn't wait to squeeze into his bed, and when he was about to fall asleep, the person who turned over and lay directly on top of him to sleep, raised the corners of his mouth, and patted the person's butt lightly. one time.

Then he felt hurt again, so he put his hand on it and rubbed it.

The flesh has grown a lot, kneeling and crawling on him like this, and you can still touch a lump of flesh, it is true that you have not lost weight these days.

Wen Mu frowned slightly, rubbed against Yang Jianxin's shoulder, and suddenly said in a daze, "Use... pee..."

Yang Jianxin got up hastily, carried him to the back room, took off his pants, and urinated in one go, which seemed to be a lot of work.

After Wen Mu relieved, he lay lazily in his arms. Just now, Wen Mu dreamed that he had gone to Jianmen Pass. As Yang Jianxin said, it was full of big yellow sand. He was in a hurry to urinate and wanted to find someone who could cover it. There is no place for people.

He was so anxious that he almost peed on his pants, when he suddenly found a small hill, he took off his pants in a hurry to avoid peeing his pants.

I was still sighing in my heart, but fortunately, the manager responded quickly.

Yang Jianxin stuffed him into the bed, got up and went out of the yard to practice martial arts.

Wen Mu was angry, but after waking up, she was still thinking about what gift to give Yang Jianxin on Qixi Festival.

He was lying on the bed in a big shape, his head was almost drooping on the ground, after much deliberation, if it didn't work, he would give him a jade pendant.

There is no shortage of jade pendants in his warehouse, gold, silver and jewelry can be whatever you want, even the jewelry that the woman needs to use has a lot.

Usually these things are used to give gifts to the minister's daughter or the minister's mother, wife and so on.

Wen Mu thought about the gold and silver in his warehouse, but couldn't think of what would be the best match for Yang Jianxin.

He called Jia Bo, and Yang Jianxin went to the kitchen to make breakfast, so he didn't see Jia Bo when he came.

Wen Mu leaned on the bed, her clothes were loose, and a small part of her collarbone was exposed.

Wen Mu said: "Jia Bo, bring me the account book of the warehouse."

After less than a cup of tea, Jia Bo came again, holding a thick account book in his hand.

Wen Mu flipped through it casually, most of them were corals, night pearls, a big fortune tree, etc.; or pearls, jade pendants with unsatisfactory shapes, white jade Guanyin and so on.

It's all useless stuff.

If you want to give it, give it a unique, good-looking, and easy-to-carry gift.

Wen Mu glanced at it and threw it aside, wondering what gift to give Yang Jianxin again?

Seeing that Wen Mu was starting to worry again, Jia Bo asked with a smile, "Your Excellency wants to give a gift?"

Wen Mutan took a look at him, with some melancholy in his eyes: "Do you have a good idea?"

"That depends on who you want to give the gift to." Jia Bo paused, as if pointing out, "If it's for General Yang, why don't you give it a concentric bracelet."

"The concentric bracelet?" Wen Mu said, "The concentric bracelet is only worn by the husband and wife. What should I give him?"

Jia Bo: "Concentric bracelets are not necessarily worn by husband and wife, but can also be worn by brothers. Brothers are of the same heart, and the friendship lasts forever."

Wen Mu doesn't know much about gift giving. Usually, when it's time to give gifts, Jia Bo prepares the gifts and sends someone to deliver them as soon as he is ordered.

He had never prepared a gift by himself, and now he heard Jia Bo say that this concentric bracelet is an excellent gift.

He wanted to keep his friendship with Yang Jianxin forever.

Wen Mu told Jia Bo to pack the concentric bracelet and planned to give it to Yang Jianxin on Qixi Festival.

Even if Yang Jianxin doesn't give him a gift, it doesn't matter, who made him not as rich as himself.

Yang Jianxin embroidered the purse by candlelight for several days and nights, and finally finished it the day before Qixi Festival.

In the morning, Wen Mu woke up very early. Yang Jianxin hadn't woken up yet, and put his hands on his waist. With a slight movement, Yang Jianxin's hands tightened unconsciously, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Wen Mu opened his eyes, there was a piece of half-covered wheat-colored skin, and a burst of warm body temperature flowed down his body.

A steady and powerful heartbeat was beating in his ears, Wen Mu was stunned for a moment, propped up Yang Jianxin's chest, and when he looked closely, Yang Jianxin's sleeping face was immediately reflected in his eyes.

He actually lay on Yang Jianxin's body!

"Boom!" Suddenly, Wen Mu's whole body became red in an instant.

He hurriedly rolled over from Yang Jianxin's body, hid in the bed and couldn't come out, his eyes rolled around in the bed, cooling his face with his own hands.

Now that I think about it, Yang Jianxin is... quite comfortable.

Then he frowned again, how could he lie on Yang Jianxin's body?

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out how he just slept on Yang Jianxin's body, and he hadn't woken Yang Jianxin up yet.

Yang Jianxin squinted at the little thing shrunk into the quilt, huddled into a small ball inside and didn't move, he must be too ashamed again.

With a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth, he got up and took his clothes and began to wear them.

Wen Mu naturally knew about Yang Jianxin getting up.

Like a caterpillar, he squirmed in the quilt until he reached the edge of the bed, and was about to throw off the quilt when Yang Jianxin suddenly lifted a corner, bent over and looked at him with a smile.

Wen Mu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head subconsciously and gave Yang Jianxin a sniff.

The bump caused Yang Jianxin to throw his head back, his nose and eyes began to feel sore, tears welled up in his eye sockets after a while, and he looked at him aggrievedly while covering his nose.

Wen Mu looked at him guiltily, but luckily the collision wasn't very hard and there was no nosebleed.

As soon as Wang Qing came to the mansion, he removed Wen Mu's stitches.

There are many wounds on the hands, and there are many stitches, so it is more troublesome to remove.

Wen Mu's wound was well maintained and there were no cracks. Wang Qingyi was very pleased, and while removing the stitches, he praised: "The wound healed very well. After removing the stitches later, you can slowly relax your palms without opening them." It’s too big, be careful not to tear the wound, remember to clean it every day, don’t catch cold, don’t eat spicy food.”