She turned around again and deliberately admonished Feng Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, I have also cleaned up the kitchen for you, and I have everything that should be there." Bowls, chopsticks, forks and spoons are placed in the upper cabinet, firewood, rice, oil and salt are placed in the lower cabinet, and some vegetables, fruits and pickles are also stored in the refrigerator. In the future, you have to cook more and cook your own food. Eating outside is too tired and not good for your health. ”

Zhou Weihong's arrangement was so thorough, which Feng Zhenzhen did not expect. Originally, she and Duan Qingyuan planned that they would eat out every day in the future, and there would be no fire at home.

However, looking at Zhou Weihong's current posture, she didn't dare to reveal her previous plan with Duan Qingyuan.

Seeing Feng Zhenzhen's wooden and surprised expression, Zhou Weihong shook her head helplessly, and then asked, "Zhenzhen, did you hear what your mother said to you just now?" ”

Then, Feng Zhenzhen came back to her senses and nodded lightly at Zhou Weihong, "I heard it, Mom, don't worry, I heard it." ”

Zhou Weihong was still not very relieved about her, and asked curiously: "Then do you know how to cook?" If so, how about the craftsmanship? ”

When she lived with them, Feng Zhenzhen had never been in the kitchen, so Zhou Weihong really didn't know this.

When Feng Zhenzhen heard this question, she was first stunned for a while. After a long time, she tried to squeeze out a smile and replied to Zhou Weihong, "I will fry a few simple home-cooked dishes, not to mention craftsmanship......"

Hearing this, Zhou Weihong immediately looked pleasant again, and couldn't help but say, "If you can fry home-cooked food, that's enough!" Let's talk about it, Mom, what kind of home-cooked dishes will be fried? ”

In modern SHE, there are not many girls who can cook. Feng Zhenzhen's answer was a surprise for Zhou Weihong.

Feng Zhenzhen calmed down again, racked her brains to recall, and said: "Well, I will stir-fry stir-fried shredded lotus root, hot and sour cabbage, braised potatoes, fish-flavored eggplant, stir-fried meat with oyster mushrooms, stir-fried water spinach stalks......"

The more Feng Zhenzhen thought about it, the happier Zhou Weihong became.

"So Zhenzhen, do you know how to make soup? Qingyuan likes to drink soup. Zhou Weihong said to Feng Zhenzhen again.

At this time, Feng Zhenzhen was embarrassed again, and replied, "This is a soup...... I won't ...... at all."

When she was not married, in her family, the people who made soup were Feng's mother. If Feng's mother was not at home one day, she would cook for her father and brother, but there was usually no soup in the middle of the meal.

Zhou Weihong was still smiling, and said loudly: "That's okay!" It's easy and easy to make soup, and my mother will cook for you at noon today, and teach you by the way! ”

Of course, Feng Zhenzhen would not refuse, and responded cheerfully, saying, "Okay!" ”

Zhou Weihong happily pulled her again and went in the direction of the refrigerator.

This time, the reason why Feng Zhenzhen agreed to Zhou Weihong without hesitation was because she thought that learning to make soup would not hurt anyone. And she had already discovered that Duan Qingyuan really liked to drink soup. In the days to come, Duan Qingyuan will live here with her, and she has to ensure that Duan Qingyuan is still the same as before, white and pure, and his blood is strong.

The refrigerator, which was originally not electrified, is now electrified. Feng Zhenzhen opened the cabinet door and saw that it was stuffed with miscellaneous things.

Those things were naturally brought by Zhou Weihong, because she and Duan Qingyuan didn't prepare anything in this regard, and they didn't even think about it.

Now, Zhou Weihong took out some more things and found something in the refrigerator.

Therefore, Feng Zhenzhen's awe of Zhou Weihong in her heart increased a few points. She had to sigh that Zhou Weihong was really shrewd, capable, thoughtful and meticulous.

In the next time, Feng Zhenzhen accompanied Zhou Weihong and was busy in the kitchen, playing Zhou Weihong's deputy on the one hand, and learning to make soup for Zhou Weihong on the other.

When Zhou Weihong was stir-frying, he was busy admonishing Feng Zhenzhen and telling her some truths that the old team thought. For example, if a family does not smell of firewood for many years, then that family will inevitably not prosper, and it will be difficult for the husband and wife to live in harmony for a long time.

Every paragraph, Feng Zhenzhen listened to it and only nodded in form and conformity.

However, Zhou Weihong cooked the soup and fried the dishes, and hurried back to Duan's house without taking a bite. Feng Zhenzhen kept her and didn't let her go back in a hurry, she said that there was something to do when she went back.

When it was close to half past eleven, Duan Qingyuan came back from the flower market. He bought 300 potted plants at one time, and the seller delivered them to his door, including Monroe, Snow Lotus, Succulent, Peach Egg, Peach Beauty, and Guanghan Palace.

Seeing that Duan Qingyuan had returned, Feng Zhenzhen quickly put all the food soups that Zhou Weihong had prepared before on the table.

The seller's two masters moved the potted plants to the two gardens respectively, and when all the potted plants were moved, Feng Zhenzhen was elated and called Duan Qingyuan into the house to eat.

Duan Qingyuan was deeply taken aback when he heard this.

The first meal he had when he moved here, he didn't have to go down to the restaurant to eat, he didn't expect it at all. So, it also makes him feel very at home.

He sat down at the table in a happy mood, and saw the three dishes and one soup on the table, all of which he liked, and couldn't help but be even more surprised and happy.

"Zhenzhen, did you do this?" He asked Feng Zhenzhen. When he asked, he shrugged his nose slightly and inhaled the fragrant smell.

If it wasn't Feng Zhenzhen's doing, Feng Zhenzhen would not ask for credit. Although she knew that this was an excellent opportunity, Duan Qingyuan would cherish her, value her, and like her even more because of it.

While serving dinner to Duan Qingyuan, she told Duan Qingyuan: "I didn't do it, your mother did it." She left when she was done, saying that there was something going on at home over there. ”

Although he knew that it wasn't Feng Zhenzhen's doing, Duan Qingyuan was still happy, and the smile on his face did not fade at all, and asked Feng Zhenzhen again, "Then do you know how to cook?" ”

Feng Zhenzhen handed him a bowl of rice, and her red face was also full of smiles, and said, "Of course it will!" When you have time, I'll make it for you! ”

Duan Qingyuan nodded quickly and said, "It's not time, it's night, and you will cook for me at night." ”

"Huh?" Feng Zhenzhen was stunned again, thinking that she had misheard. He didn't move his chopsticks for the time being, and looked at Duan Qingyuan suspiciously.

At this moment, Duan Qingyuan stared at her intently, and asked puzzledly, "What?" Don't want to? ”

In his opinion, it is very natural for a wife to cook for her husband.

Feng Zhenzhen's face immediately showed a helpless expression, and she denied Duan Qingyuan and said, "No, no, no." I'm willing to cook for you, but I don't want to be alone. Do you know how to cook? Let's go together in the evening......"

Feng Zhenzhen deliberately asked like this, also to test Duan Qingyuan. Because she remembered that one day not long ago, Gu Manqing deliberately angered her. Gu Manqing said that her ex-boyfriend used to do laundry and cook for her every day. And her ex-boyfriend is Duan Qingyuan.

Feng Zhenzhen's question made Duan Qingyuan wrinkle his eyebrows again, and the hand holding the vegetables kept being there.