It is conceivable how satisfied Feng Yuliang is with Duan Qingyuan's son-in-law.

"Good morning, father-in-law, mother-in-law." At this time, Qingyuan also glanced at the couple and greeted them politely.

However, his face was still grim, and the smile he wore looked extremely far-fetched.

Feng Zhenzhen beside her didn't need to glance to know that Duan Qingyuan was pretending. She pressed the contempt for him in her heart, and then asked Feng Yuliang directly, "Dad...... How did you get back? When did you come back? ”

Feng Yuliang still smiled happily and far-fetched, and replied to Feng Zhenzhen: "Don't ask first, let's talk about it when we enter the house." After finishing speaking, he continued to look at Duan Qingyuan and made a "please" gesture to him.

At this time, Feng's mother also had a kind smile on her face, and when she saw them carrying the bag, she hurriedly went to pick them up, and urged them to say: "Yes, yes, Zhenzhen, don't be stunned, come into the house and sit, come into the house and sit......"

Duan Qingyuan and Feng Zhenzhen let go of the bag one after another, and let Feng's mother carry the bag into the house.

When Feng Yuliang and his wife turned around, Duan Qingyuan nodded and smiled again, and always held hands with Feng Zhenzhen. Anyway, in front of the Feng family, he tried his best to be generous and thoughtful and polite.

When he saw their newlyweds interlocking their fingers, Feng Haitao's eyes also swept through a wave of relief.

Consistent with Feng Yuliang and his wife, Feng Haitao was also polite to Duan Qingyuan. Because now for them, Duan Qingyuan's more important identity is their savior.

After entering the house, while Feng Yuliang's father and son were chatting with Duan Qingyuan, Feng Zhenzhen got up from the sofa and went into the kitchen to help Feng's mother.

Today, Feng's mother prepared many dishes, and she was a little busy. However, when she saw Feng Zhenzhen coming in, she was not happy, but instead made a straight face and asked her suspiciously, "Zhenzhen, why don't you sit in the living room with Qingyuan?" What are you doing here? ”

Feng Zhenzhen helped her pull the green vegetables, lowered her head slightly, her eyes kept falling on the green vegetables, and replied in a sneering tone: "I'll help you, Mom, you are alone, Zhang Luo has so many vegetables, how tired ......"

After Feng Zhenzhen finished speaking, she also squeezed out a hippie smiley expression, which made Feng's mother mistakenly think that she was really happy.

Feng's mother naturally didn't think about it, in fact, her son-in-law and daughter were only married by contract, and their affection just now was deliberately shown to them.

Mother Feng snatched the basin from Feng Zhenzhen's hand again, and scolded her and said, "Go, go!" You go out, your mother can do it alone, you go out to accompany Qingyuan! ”

Seeing that Feng's mother drove herself away, Feng Zhenzhen had no excuse to stay here. It's just that before leaving, she answered boringly, and then asked her doubts, "Oh, okay, go out...... It's just Mom, I want to ask you, when did Dad and Brother come back? Why didn't I know anything before? The fact that they were able to come back today has something to do with Duan Qingyuan, right? ”

Mother Feng was still busy with herself, and didn't deliberately look at her, saying, "Of course it has something to do with Duan Qingyuan." They came back in the early hours of last night, and they told me to keep it a story from you, saying that this was a wedding gift from Duan Qingyuan. ”

"Oh, that's ...... so" Feng Zhenzhen responded indifferently to Feng's mother, and at the same time turned her body and continued to think about these strange things.

She really didn't understand, Duan Qingyuan obviously didn't like her, why did he want to marry her? What did he like about her?

Walking back to the living room and sitting back on the sofa, Feng Zhenzhen suppressed the depression in her heart, and planned to listen to the chat of the three big men quietly. And their topic seems to be a little sensitive. Seeing that Feng Zhenzhen was back, she immediately stopped, closed her mouth and stopped discussing.

In this way, Feng Zhenzhen didn't ask much. Because she knew that this was definitely Duan Qingyuan's proposition.

At noon, Duan Qingyuan and Feng Zhenzhen naturally ate at Feng's house, and Feng's mother made a large table of dishes, fried, fried, boiled, fried, stewed, all kinds of types, each of which has good color and flavor. A large family also eats very casually and calmly.

The father and son of the Feng family had few words at this time, but Feng's mother had more words. Duan Qingyuan and Feng Zhenzhen sat side by side, and Feng's mother always gave Duan Qingyuan vegetables and asked him for warmth. Because she thinks that only if she is good to her son-in-law, her son-in-law will be better to her daughter.

Feng's mother still smiled kindly, and said to Duan Qingyuan seriously: "Qingyuan, Zhen Zhen has always been spoiled and used to by her father and her brother when she is so old, and she has hardly suffered or been wronged. In the future, if she lives with you, if there is anything bad or wrong, you have to take care of her, tolerate her more, and endure her little nature. ”

Duan Qingyuan received Feng's mother's care one by one, and deliberately tilted his head, stared at Feng Zhenzhen affectionately, and said, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, Haitao, don't worry." Zhen Zhen is my wife, no matter what happens, I will take good care of her and cherish her. As for her petty nature, although I haven't been with her for a long time at the moment, I think I already know her very well. She has no petty temperament, she is cheerful, straightforward, generous, and perfect. ”

After listening to Duan Qingyuan's words, Feng Zhenzhen only felt a wave of nausea rushing to her mouth. She was about to throw up, and even the rice she had just eaten almost squirted out.

Originally, Feng Yuliang and Feng Haitao were extremely happy and nodded with satisfaction. Seeing that Feng Zhenzhen was suddenly so excited, Feng's mother raised her eyebrows again, looked at her puzzled, and asked, "Zhenzhen, what are you doing?" ”

Feng Zhenzhen's appearance is really about to vomit. She admired Duan Qingyuan and knelt down to Duan Qingyuan.

Duan Qingyuan is a scumbag, a fake, a good job, and his face is not red when he says things against his will.

Feng Yuliang also twisted his eyebrows, and was about to ask Feng Zhenzhen what was going on.

Unexpectedly, Duan Qingyuan smiled again, turned sideways, his deep and bright eyes narrowed shallowly, and he looked at Feng Zhenzhen dangerously.

"Hey, wife, eat slowly, don't choke." Duan Qingyuan cared about Feng Zhenzhen and said, with a faint smile on his usual iceberg-like face.

To the rest of the Feng family, Duan Qingyuan's tone was full of tenderness. However, all Feng Zhenzhen felt was his hypocrisy and cunning. At this time, Qingyuan brought her only goosebumps.

Feng Zhenzhen wanted to stare at Duan Qingyuan, but her relatives were staring at her. Helpless, she had to grit her teeth, soothe the anger in her heart, and squeeze out an excellent smile, and said to Duan Qingyuan: "I know, thank you, you really care about me and treat me very well......"

What she said was all against her will, sarcastic. At this moment, she really wanted to pinch Duan Qingyuan to death, or slap him to death.

Duan Qingyuan saw that Feng Zhenzhen was obediently cooperating with herself, she was a little happy, and her left hand reached behind her again, gently stroked her back, and said in a courteous tone: "That's okay, wife, come, I'll pour you water." ”