Duan Qingyuan's eyes caught a glimpse of her move again, and his ears also heard her chatter. Duan Qingyuan couldn't cry or laugh, wiped his lips coldly, and asked her unkindly, "What do you have pig in your head?" Every day I don't know what the hell you're thinking! ”

Feng Zhenzhen didn't even know his nei pants, he was really angry, Feng Zhenzhen was really nervous.

Seeing that Duan Qingyuan was dissatisfied with herself, Feng Zhenzhen stopped again seriously, looked at his side face, raised her hand and scratched her head, and said to him with a quick reaction: "Yes, yes, my brain is filled with pig, you big pig......"

Her heart and brain, the things she pretended to be indeed Duan Qingyuan. Duan Qingyuan's joke is pig, then he is slandering himself, so she doesn't care very much, it's very meaningless, but proud.

Hearing this, Duan Qingyuan's neat and picturesque wide eyebrows twisted slightly, and then turned his face to look at Feng Zhenzhen again, and asked incredibly: "You scolded me?" ”

When asked, his eyes were as deep and cold as ever, like an unfathomable glacier. Anyway, after so many years, no one has been able to read his heart through his eyes.

So is Feng Zhenzhen. However, she was in a good mood recently, so her cheeks were very thick, she still had a smile on her face, bent down slightly, and explained to Duan Qingyuan: "No, no." It's not me who scolds you, it's you who scolds yourself. You say I have pig in my head, but I have you in my head. Obviously, it's not my fault......"

After explaining, Feng Zhenzhen was still smiling, staring at Duan Qingyuan's cold eyes under the lenses, waiting for Duan Qingyuan to say something more.

At this time, the corner of Duan Qingyuan's left lip pursed again, and he couldn't laugh if he wanted to. For the first time in his life, he was speechless for Feng Zhenzhen's words. However, the annoyance and anger that had been lying in his chest before had vanished as a result.

Anyway, Feng Zhenzhen has been staring at him very seriously. At this moment, seeing that Duan Qingyuan was smiling and not smiling, her heart was even more proud, she stood up straight again, and told him, "I won't talk nonsense with you first, I'll continue to clean up." It's not early, so hurry up and get ready for bed. ”

After Feng Zhenzhen finished speaking, she immediately stopped looking at Duan Qingyuan, turned around, took those few pairs of nei pants, and hurriedly left the study.

When Feng Zhenzhen walked away, looking at her thin and petite back, Duan Qingyuan finally smiled brightly.

The next day is Saturday, and as the season moves towards summer, the weather is getting warmer and the sun is getting brighter.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky of City A was clear blue and wide, and there were no clouds.

Zhou Weihong got up early, and when she saw that Duan Qingyuan and Feng Zhenzhen hadn't gotten up yet, she ran upstairs and acted as their alarm clock.

Originally, Duan Qingyuan was very tired of Zhou Weihong's behavior, and he and Feng Zhenzhen were sleeping deeply, but Zhou Weihong insisted on waking them up.

As a result, Zhou Weihong scolded him even more confidently: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, at noon today, there will be more than 30 degrees outside!" If you don't finish moving early while it's cool, you'll be tired from the heat by then, but don't blame me for not reminding you! ”

Hearing Zhou Weihong say this again, Duan Qingyuan's spirit rose again, and he ran away in a moment of deep drowsiness.

At this point, he agrees with Zhou Weihong very much and is very convinced of Zhou Weihong, because he is most afraid of heat......

As for Feng Zhenzhen, she didn't say a few words all morning. Whatever Duan Qingyuan does, she will follow. She won't offend Zhou Weihong, and she won't make Zhou Weihong unhappy.

Last night, Feng Zhenzhen packed up the clothes, as well as some miscellaneous things, large and small, a total of twelve bags. After breakfast, Zhou Weihong also drove a car, carrying a few of the bags, plus a large bag prepared by herself, and went with them to Huayu Xinyuan.

When the car was driving on the road, Feng Zhenzhen sat in Duan Qingyuan's car, and from time to time, she also looked back at Zhou Weihong's car behind her.

The car that Zhou Weihong drove was a big red BMW. In Feng Zhenzhen's opinion, it seems so domineering.

"Mom is so good and diligent, she got up so early and helped us move......" Feng Zhenzhen couldn't help but sigh at Duan Qingyuan, speaking softly and smiling.

Duan Qingyuan has been driving without squinting and concentrating, Feng Zhenzhen suddenly spoke to him, and he replied, "She just likes to worry, no matter what the occasion, she will only rest assured if she arrives by herself." ”

Duan Qingyuan told like this, Feng Zhenzhen listened to it, and was a little disapproving, shook her head carelessly, and denied Duan Qingyuan and said: "No, no, no, Qingyuan, now, what you said is not right." ”

"Huh? How? Duan Qingyuan made a puzzled voice again, and at the same time, he was extremely shocked and curious.

Feng Zhenzhen actually said that what he said was not right, could it be that Feng Zhenzhen knew Zhou Weihong better than him?

I saw Feng Zhenzhen chuckle again, and said slowly and seriously: "In the world, no woman likes to worry. They worry too much because they don't have any other way, especially when it comes to their children. Isn't there such a saying? Pity the parents of the world ......"

This time, Feng Zhenzhen finished speaking, and stared at Duan Qingyuan intently as usual. She thought that Duan Qingyuan would open his mouth to refute her again, but she didn't. Duan Qingyuan always looked straight ahead, silent, but his eyebrows were tightly twisted.

Because of this incident, he was once again impressed by Feng Zhenzhen. Just through Feng Zhenzhen's words just now, he could see that Feng Zhenzhen was really a kind and filial woman.

It was only more than ten o'clock in the morning, and Duan Qingyuan and Feng Zhenzhen's moving work was successfully completed for more than half of the time. The things they brought over, including food, use, decoration, washing, anyway, all of them were sorted out or placed by Zhou Weihong in less than half an hour.

The three of them also divided the labor. Feng Zhenzhen was in charge of the second floor, so she stayed in her room with Duan Qingyuan all the time. Organize your clothes, fold them when they should fold them, hang them up when they should hang them. In the bathroom, towels, perfumes, soaps, shower gels, shampoos, hand sanitizers, and care solutions are all placed in fixed positions.

Duan Qingyuan is in charge of the third floor and two small gardens. There weren't many potted plants in the small garden, so he drove out of the neighborhood to buy them at the nearby flower market.

At this point, it was eleven o'clock. Duan Qingyuan was still at the flower market and did not come back.

Feng Zhenzhen came down from the second floor, saw that Zhou Weihong was still busy in the kitchen, and quickly walked over.

"Mom, I'm done upstairs, what's going on here? I'll do it. She said to Zhou Weihong.

The kitchen was empty, with nothing but a microwave, a gas stove, or a range hood. And now Feng Zhenzhen is observing, but finds that several cabinets on the wall are full of tableware. There are also cutting boards and kitchen knives on the stovetop, as well as several baskets of various sizes.

Zhou Weihong used a rag to wipe the water stains on the stove, but because Feng Zhenzhen came in, he stopped wiping again.