When Political Commissar Yu was helping her with her things, her clothes accidentally got caught on the bamboo basket and tore.
Seeing Yao Hua's reserved and nervous appearance, Political Commissar Yu waved his hand dismissively, "No need, I'll have Lao Lu give me some tonic tomorrow."
Political Commissar Yu is not good at needlework, but he always asks Lu Jingnian to mend his clothes when they are torn.
Yao Hua stared blankly at Political Commissar Yu for a long time before she reacted, "What did you say? Battalion Commander Lu can mend clothes?"
Then she won't have to worry about Yueyue's clothes getting damaged and not being able to wear them anymore, as Battalion Commander Lu can mend them for her in time.
Political Commissar Yu nodded and placed his coat on the sofa beside him. "Old Lu is very skillful; there's nothing he can't do."
As he spoke, he poured Yao Hua a glass of water.
"Sit down and have some water. Your sister-in-law and Lao Lu should be back soon."
Yao Hua obediently sat down, but still insisted, "Commissar Yu, I don't have anything to do right now, so let me mend your clothes for you."
Battalion Commander Lu is a monthly employee, so what's the point of having an old man like Political Commissar Yu mend his clothes?
What if Yueyue in her family gets upset?
"Tomorrow, Battalion Commander Lu and Yueyue will be going back to their parents' home. They probably won't have time to mend your clothes. It wouldn't be good if you missed out on getting them."
Yao Hua's chubby face was full of sincerity.
"this……"
Commissar Yu wanted to refuse because he didn't have any needles and thread at home. He wanted Yao Hua to mend it for him, but he didn't have the means. However, the girl sitting on the sofa had a sincere look on her chubby face and big, watery eyes looking at him, as if she would cry the next second if he didn't agree.
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