Although Jian Jia was locked out of the door by Qin Zheng, she was not unhappy at all.

She even hummed a song in a good mood and hummed all the way back to the house next door.

At this time, the people from the moving company had just finished moving her things and placed them all according to her requirements.

She walked around the house, and when she saw that everything was arranged to her liking, she signed the confirmation slip and let the people go.

"Chen Yu, let someone send me an electric drill. ”

After everyone left, Jian Jia looked at the wall shared by her family and Qin Zheng's family, and dialed a phone call

"Electric drill, what do you want that thing for?" asked Chen Yu on the other end of the phone.

"You'll know tomorrow. ”

Jian Jia didn't explain, she hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

——

'Tuk'

'Tuk-tuk,'

'Tuk tuk. ’

Early the next morning, Qin Zheng was woken up by the sound of an electric drill machine.

He always woke up early because of the army's morning exercises.

But obviously, the sound of this electric drill was even earlier than him, not even five o'clock, and it was just bright.

Qin Zheng, who was woken up, got up with his eyebrows twisted.

He was about to go out to hear whose house was using an electric drill early in the morning, but as soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he heard a 'bang' -

The wall of his living room has a hole the size of a football in it!

"Ah, Captain Qin, get up so early, good morning. ”

On the other side of the hole was Jian Jia, who was smiling at him with an electric drill.

Qin Zheng: "......"

Qin Zheng's eyebrows twisted and twisted, and his eyes sank as he looked at Jian Jia on the other side of the hole.

"Captain Qin got up so early, is he going to the barracks?"

However, Jian Jia didn't seem to see his heavy gaze, and still asked Qin Zheng with a smile.

"It's not. ”

Qin Zheng let out an answer sound from his throat.

After that, he didn't look at Jian Jia again, and turned around directly.

"Yo, so you're not angry?"

Jian Jia, who left the hole on the other end, was surprised.

"Isn't the heat enough? Do you want to make the hole bigger?"

Surprised, Jian Jia planned to make some more moves.

But before she could point the drill at the wall again, there was a sharp knock at the door.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

"It's coming. ”

After hearing the knock on the door, Jian Jia immediately threw down the electric drill in her hand and trotted towards the door with cheers.

"Captain Qin, it turned out to be you. ”

When she opened the door and saw that the person outside the door was indeed Qin Zheng, she deliberately showed a look of surprise.

Qin Zheng didn't speak.

His silent eyes glanced at Jian Jia, and then pushed Jian Jia away and entered Jian Jia's house with long legs.

"What do you want to do?"

After entering, Qin Zheng didn't walk around, he walked directly to the broken wall.

"I'm going to drill a few holes to hang a picture frame. ”

Jian Jia, who was walking behind Qin Zheng, replied, the expression on her face was particularly innocent.

"Really?"

But the problem is that no matter how innocent her expression is, Qin Zheng can't even believe half of her words.

Without him, because there were traces of paint pens on the edge of the hole the size of the football.

And that trace, Qin Zheng only glanced at it roughly, and immediately saw that it was deliberately drawn by Jian Jia.

In other words, Jian Jia didn't drill at a place just now, she first drew a circle on the wall with a paint pen, and then drilled around that circle with an electric drill.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful the electric drill is, how can it be possible to drill a hole the size of a football at once?

"What? Captain Qin doesn't believe it?"

Jian Jia puffed up her chest and replied under Qin Zheng's gaze, without showing half a point of timidity.

Qin Zheng: "......"

Qin Zheng didn't say he believed it, nor did he say he didn't believe it.

He glanced at Jian Jia with a silent gaze, and then took the electric drill from Jian Jia's hand.

——

Ten minutes later, Qin Zheng's long hand and long arm drilled more than a dozen shallow holes half a finger thick.

"The best visual point for hanging a picture frame is about 1 to 1.5 meters above the TV, not next to it. ”

After that, he said to Jian Jia while returning the electric drill to Jian Jia.

Meaning, he knew that Jian Jia did it on purpose.

But so what?

Miss Jian was originally soaking Qin Zheng, if he didn't see that she was doing it on purpose, then why did she deliberately drill this big hole early in the morning before Qin Zheng went out?

"Oh, so that's the case, Captain Qin knows so much. ”

Jian Jia grinned after Qin Zheng's words, her teeth flashing into Qin Zheng's eyes.

So Qin Zheng didn't say anything in the end, he turned around and walked out of the gate of Jian Jia's house directly:

"The broken wall, mend it before I come back in the evening. ”