When Xie Luo came out after washing the dishes, he saw Xi Jin mending his own shoes.
It was already dark outside, and inside the house there was a lamp like a bean, and the slightly flickering light reflected on Xi Jin's face, which was indescribably soft.
Xie Luo poured a bowl of water and put it in front of Xi Jin: "You should rest first. Don't mend these shoes. I'll just wear the old ones on my feet."
Xi Jin took a look at the shoes on his feet. They were the same pair she had replaced for him before he was exiled from Beijing. The shoes were so dark that the color could not be seen, and the soles were also very thin.
Xi Jin shook his head: "You are going to the military camp tomorrow, and you have to practice. How can you wear such thin shoes? Don't worry, I can't cook. Female workers can still do it. I spent a lot of time making these shoes." Okay, the foundation is thick, and my feet are not tired after wearing it. It’s my fault for having such a bad idea, sewing the banknotes on the uppers of the shoes.”
"I'll sew the uppers back on for you to make sure no one can tell they're broken shoes."
"Okay, then you will suffer." Xie Luo was extremely happy at the moment that he had agreed to his grandmother's idea, and now he had Jin'er by his side, which made him still full of hope at the lowest point in his life.
"You can't talk about being tired without being tired." When Xi Jinfu raised his head, he saw Xie Luo staring at him, and Xi Jin smiled back.
In the dark dilapidated house at this moment, Xi Jin had the illusion that he and Xie Luo were already an old couple.
"Look, my sewing is pretty good, right?" Xi Jin pointed to the patchwork to show Xie Luo.
Xie Luo didn't understand women's red at first, but seeing that Xi Jin had embroidered a section of proudly standing bamboo with cyan thread on the damaged area of the shoe, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that what she said was true.
"The sewing is so beautiful. Your embroidery skills are really good, and your ideas are very clever!" Xie Luo's voice was gentle and sweet, and the words of praise came out like spring water.
Xi Jin was happy after hearing this and took the ruler on the side: "Stand up and I will measure your size. When I go to sew summer clothes with the women tomorrow, I will be the first one to sew them for you."
Xie Luo stood up obediently, stretched out his slender arms and let Xi Jin measure them: "Then how do you know that the summer clothes you sew will definitely go to me?"
Xi Jin thought for a moment and said, "I will embroider a Roselle flower on the cuff. When it comes time to divide the summer clothes, you can take whichever cuff you see has a Roselle flower embroidered on it."
"Jin'er is so smart." Xie Luo praised without hesitation.
Xi Jin circled around Xie Luo's waist and measured his waist. Remembering the measurements when he sewed a robe for him in Zhuangzi last time, he sighed, "You have lost a lot of weight."
Xie Luo felt Xi Jin's soft hands moving back and forth on his body, as well as the faint touch when measuring his waist. He suddenly felt that his whole body was getting hot: "I'm going to go outside and wash up."
Xi Jin looked at Xie Luo in confusion as he hurriedly walked out without saying a word, not realizing that his behavior would make Xie Luo unable to control himself.
It was not until a long time later that Xi Jin gradually realized that the fire lit today will be extinguished in the future.
Xi Jin remembered Xie Luo's size and continued to mend shoes.
Xi Jin has a quiet temperament and has not been sociable since she was a child, so she spent her time in the boudoir either studying medicine or studying female prostitutes.
My aunt has never been stingy about cultivating Xi Jin's hobbies, and specially invited an old nanny who retired from the palace's clothing bureau to give personal guidance.
Xi Jin's understanding is very good, and within a few years he has become better than his master.
In the present year of the Queen Mother's fiftieth birthday, Xi Jin embroidered a picture of a long life without borders for her aunt, which won her the favor of the Queen Mother and made her the most popular figure in the harem.
Her aunt rewarded her with many rare and valuable things, which also made her sister Mu Xiyao jealous.
On the day the reward was given, Mu Xiyao threw away her embroidery basket like crazy and cut up many of her embroidery pieces.
When Mrs. Mu found out, she ordered her not to embroider anything at will, so as not to make her sister unhappy.
So since then, what Xi Jin learned has never been put to use.
Xi Jin remembered the purse Xie Luo had secretly embroidered for him after he rescued her in East Lake. It was the only purse she had ever embroidered for her foreign husband.
But Xie Luo didn't seem to remember this. Thinking of this, Xi Jin felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Time passed slowly, and Xi Jin finally mended Xie Luo's shoes before the oil lamp ran out, put away the needle and thread in his hand, and the oil lamp went out.
Xi Jin stood up in the dark and accidentally bumped into the stool next to him, making a collision sound.
Xie Luo had actually taken a cold shower long ago, but whenever he thought of Xi Jin's gentle and charming appearance, he felt that he couldn't calm down, so he sat outside the door for a long time.
Suddenly hearing a collision, Xie Luo rushed in without thinking, and supported Xi Jin based on the direction he remembered: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I accidentally hit a stool just now." Xi Jin explained, "We ran out of lamp oil."
"It's good that everyone is fine." Xie Luo couldn't help hugging Xi Jin, "You can buy more lamp oil when you run out."
"Yes." Xi Jin felt the coldness and fragrance of Xie Luo who had just taken a shower, but also noticed a hint of inexplicable warmth, "The temperature difference between morning and evening is huge in spring, so next time I'd better boil water to take a bath to avoid freezing. "
"It's okay, I'm very hot." Xie Luo held her delicate body softly in his arms. It was obviously too hot and uncomfortable, but he didn't want to let go at all.
Xi Jin faintly noticed something strange. When he realized it, his face turned red with embarrassment and refused: "It's getting late. You should go and have a rest."
"Okay." Xie Luo gently let go of the woman in his arms, his eyes bright in the darkness, "Jin'er, don't worry, if you don't agree, I will never do anything to offend you."
"Yes." Xi Jin lowered his head and helped up the fallen stool, "I always believe in you."
"I'm going to boil some hot water for you." Xie Luo was satisfied. "What you just said reminded me that it doesn't matter that I'm a man, but you can't. I'm going to boil some hot water for you. You can deal with it briefly first and wait for tomorrow. I'm going to ask if anyone in this village can make a bathtub."
"No need to go to such trouble." Xi Jin was already prepared to endure hardships, but he didn't expect to be able to take a bath in the tub.
"Yes." Xie Luo couldn't refuse and went to the kitchen to boil a pot full of hot water for Xi Jin to wash up.
The house was too small, so Xi Jin could only bring water to the room to wash up. Xie Luo sat outside and watched, listening to the sound of water inside, and couldn't help but think about it.
Xie Luo tried to calm down and seriously thought about what else to purchase next?
Although Jin'er cannot be given a prosperous life now, things like today must not happen again.
Xi Jin took a good wash and changed into clean clothes. He instantly felt much more relaxed.
Xie Luo came in and poured the bath water for Xi Jin. When he turned around and saw Xi Jin's face wet with water, her heart seemed to skip a few beats.
He knew that she was beautiful. In terms of beauty, Mu Xijin, the legitimate daughter of Mu Xiang, was ranked high in the capital.
He was from a wealthy family in the capital, and he had been used to seeing beauties in rich and beautiful clothes since he was a child, but this was the first time he saw Xi Jin like this.
He was clearly dressed in a simple manner. His long black hair had just been washed and before he could comb it up, the ends of his hair were still dripping with water...
Those covering things were washed away from the little face, and the white face was like the bright moonlight outside the window.
Xi Jin didn't know that her charming appearance kept the men around her awake all night.
Xie Luo thought that it was time for him to go to the army and get some training, so that he wouldn't have to look at Xi Jin at home every day and find it difficult to control himself...
