Feng Zhenzhen had another purpose, and Duan Qingyuan naturally felt it.

"I don't know how to cook, you do it alone at night, I just eat." Duan Qingyuan said again. After finishing speaking, he didn't look at Feng Zhenzhen, lowered his head, and officially started eating.

Feng Zhenzhen watched him eat for the time being, but she was not convinced, tilted her head and asked, "Why?" ”

Duan Qingyuan continued to pick up the vegetables, Si Swen ate it, and replied to Feng Zhenzhen casually, "Because I am your husband." It's normal for you to cook for me. ”

Feng Zhenzhen was still not in a hurry to move the chopsticks, Qingyuan's face was not as heroic as before at this time, the more she looked at it, the more sad and pleasing she became, so she pouted arrogantly and said, "Then my husband should also cook for his wife." In modern SHE, the relationship between men and women is equal. ”

Duan Qingyuan wiped his lips coldly, feeling very funny, and asked disappreciatively, "Oh? Says who? ”

Duan Qingyuan has always been a bit machismo, and never believes that men and women are equal. In his bones, he thinks that his wife should obey her husband, and everything is centered on the family, with the female protagonist inside and the male protagonist outside.

Hearing Duan Qingyuan's questioning tone, Feng Zhenzhen's eyebrows raised slightly, thought for a while, and said, "What the world says." Of course, this is not accurate. Because modern women are more tired and stressed than women in the past. Not only do you have to have children and do all the housework, but you also have to go out to work to share the financial burden of the family. In modern times, if a woman can't make money, no matter how beautiful, virtuous, and gentle she is, she will still be looked down upon and despised by her husband. ”

As she spoke, she unconsciously said what she said in her heart. Duan Qingyuan listened, and the action of picking up vegetables paused again.

He looked at Feng Zhenzhen again, his expression finally became unpleasant, and he asked Feng Zhenzhen coldly, "Who asked you to go out to work in the first place?" I don't think it's me......"

In fact, Duan Qingyuan has always felt that if a man expects his wife to make money, then it is also because that man has no ability.

Seeing that Duan Qingyuan suddenly changed color and became serious, the grinning smile on Feng Zhenzhen's face also began to solidify and stiffen.

"I'll make an analogy, just talk about it, I work because I like to work, and it has nothing to do with you......" Feng Zhenzhen explained to Duan Qingyuan again, grabbing chopsticks and eating vegetables.

Duan Qingyuan didn't say anything anymore, staring at Feng Zhenzhen with a sneering expression.

During the meal, Feng Zhenzhen's mood also became a little aggrieved and depressed. Because Duan Qingyuan lied to her and lied to her that he didn't know how to cook. And she dared to vouch for her head that Duan Qingyuan would be able to cook. It's just that he doesn't want to do it with her, and he doesn't want to commit to the kitchen for her.

The meals cooked by Zhou Weihong were really good in color and flavor, and Duan Qingyuan ate more and was fuller. Feng Zhenzhen also eats refreshingly, but her eating speed is also slow. After Duan Qingyuan finished eating, she couldn't care about eating again, so she quickly put down her chopsticks and served Duan Qingyuan a bowl of soup.

"Hey, Qingyuan, don't go yet, drink a bowl of soup, Mom specially cooked the old duck mung bean soup for you......" Feng Zhenzhen told Duan Qingyuan while serving the soup.

Her natural and unintentional behavior revealed her endless love for Duan Qingyuan.

Duan Qingyuan didn't think about leaving immediately, because Feng Zhenzhen was still eating. He had decided to sit there and watch Feng Zhenzhen's eating for a while. At this time, Feng Zhenzhen handed him the soup, and he quickly reached out to take it, and drank it slowly.

"Thank you. You also eat more food and drink more soup. He also told Feng Zhenzhen again, caring about her shallowly.

However, Feng Zhenzhen didn't pay attention to him anymore, lifted the chopsticks again, and lowered her head to eat.

She was very willing to do laundry and cook for Duan Qingyuan, however, whenever she remembered that the person Duan Qingyuan loved was still Gu Manqing, she was a little unhappy. Even when Duan Qingyuan decided to marry her, it was because of Gu Manqing.

In short, Feng Zhenzhen is so angry and unhappy. She got Duan Qingyuan's people because of Gu Manqing, and she couldn't get Duan Qingyuan's heart because of Gu Manqing.

Duan Qingyuan observed Feng Zhenzhen, her appearance was wilting at this time, and doubts arose in his heart. Suddenly, Feng Zhenzhen was unhappy again, why? Is it just because he wants her to cook?

He can't cook, he didn't deceive Feng Zhenzhen, he really can't cook. In the past, he lived with Gu Manqing, and Gu Manqing did it, and he was responsible for washing dishes and everything else. Even if he cooks, it's just a simple egg fried rice.

Ten minutes later, all the dishes left on the table were swept clean by Feng Zhenzhen.

When Feng Zhenzhen put down the dishes and chopsticks, she couldn't help but sigh at Duan Qingyuan, "Mom's fried dishes are really delicious." Qingyuan, when you were a child, you had a lot of good mouth, and you grew up eating your mother's fried dishes. ”

When Feng Zhenzhen said this, she also reached out and wiped her mouth that was a little oily. Duan Qingyuan looked at her movements, and once again realized that she was so cute and straightforward.

"What's your favorite dish?" Let's talk about it. Duan Qingyuan asked her seriously and curiously.

Feng Zhenzhen looked at the empty bowls and dishes on the table again, and then pointed to the one in the most one, and replied to Duan Qingyuan: "This, let's stir-fry green beans!" ”

Why did Duan Qingyuan ask her, she didn't think about it, so she asked Duan Qingyuan casually.

After hearing this, Duan Qingyuan nodded very lightly and took it to heart.

After a while, Feng Zhenzhen began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and took them to the kitchen to rinse......

Outside, the closer to the afternoon, the sun grows bigger and warmer, bright and intense to sting people's eyes.

Because I got up very early this morning, and then I was busy for most of the day in the morning, as soon as I finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, Feng Zhenzhen fell asleep a lot. After talking to Duan Qingyuan, she went upstairs directly and fell asleep on the bed.

Duan Qingyuan was also sleepy, but he went upstairs later than Feng Zhenzhen, and slept later than Feng Zhenzhen. However, he got up earlier than Feng Zhenzhen. Maybe it's because of the biological clock, every time he takes a nap, at one to two o'clock, he wakes up naturally.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon, when the temperature is at its highest outside. After Duan Qingyuan got up, he put on a thin shirt and sat in a shaded place in the garden on the first floor.

"Feng Zhenzhen's girl, she actually likes to eat dried green beans...... "When he sat in the garden, he couldn't help but think of Feng Zhenzhen in his mind.

Duan Qingyuan didn't know how to cook the dishes that Feng Zhenzhen liked to eat, and saw the mobile phone on the stone table in front of him, so he picked it up and called Zhou Weihong.

He asked Zhou Weihong for advice on how to cook dried green beans......

Feng Zhenzhen slept until more than five o'clock in the evening, and it was dark. I slept so much that my skeleton seemed to collapse, and my whole body was so tired and weak that I couldn't even lift a finger.

When she went downstairs and walked to the living room, she saw a busy figure in the kitchen, and at this time, she fully woke up, and her spirit became invigorated in an instant.

That figure is the figure of a man. A familiar man, a man who made her heart beat faster.