Chapter 170: Morning Market

"No, the first horizontal bar was buried in a big section just now, and the height is not enough, so I can only make another one."

Xu Xiang shook his head helplessly.

"It's all about safety." Chen Mo smiled while shaking the stilt.

"Yes." Xu Xiang also smiled casually.

After opening the conversation, the two began to sit on the seesaw and chat, with music, food and play.

At the same time, the two couldn't help but feel that the seesaw was really good, no wonder so many children liked it.

Just as Chen Mo and Xu Xiang were chatting, a voice suddenly came from the other side.

"Chen, do you want to help you draw a pattern on your hanging chair?"

Looking at her work, Zi Feng smiled, looking very full, and then saw that the hanging chair made by Chen Mo next to her was still the original steel mold, she couldn't help but itch her hands.

"Okay." Chen Mo turned his head and said back and forth.

Then I chatted with Xu Xiang again.

Seeing that the two were talking happily, Zi Feng couldn't help but feel a little envious, how good it would be for Chen Mo to be opposite him.

"Zi Feng is coming." Yang Zi didn't notice the change in Zi Feng's eyes, she had already shifted her position to the last hanging chair, and she wanted to do it with great interest.

"Okay." Putting the strange feeling in his heart, Zi Feng trotted over.

"Great, done."

With a cheer, the last chairlift has been decorated by the two girls.

Hearing the sound, Chen Mo and Xu Xiang glanced at each other and stopped chatting, stood up, and walked over curiously.

It's just that what is in front of Zifeng and them is Chen Mo's heart for an afternoon, but now they have changed a lot.

The three rocking chairs were all tied with pink colors, as for why there were no other colors, it was because Zi Feng didn't know where to get the ribbon was only so big, and there was only that color.

It's just a steel bracket, but it's different.

There are cartoon patterns, there are patterns that I don't know what style of painting is, and there are simply bamboo patterns.

"It's pretty."

Seeing Chen Mo walking by, Zi Feng stepped back two times, came to Chen Mo's side, and looked at Chen as if he was inviting merit.

"It's all pretty good, especially the shape of the bamboo." Chen Mo nodded and said.

"Really? I also think it's pretty good. As if because of the praise, Zi Feng nodded happily.

"Then my drawings are not good-looking?"

When she didn't know what to do, Yang Zi also came up, she snorted, and pointed to the abstract painting in it.

"It's all pretty good, but I still like the bamboo." Chen Mo did not change his statement because of Yang Zi's implied threatening words.

Hee-hee.

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Zi Feng was secretly happy.

However, seeing Yang Zi's indignant look, she hurriedly went over and hugged Yang Zi's arm and comforted: "Sister Yang Zi's painting is also very good-looking, but Chen Mo doesn't like this very much." ”

"It turns out that this abstract pattern was painted by Yang Zi, and the bamboo was painted by Zi Feng?"

Chen Mo suddenly looked at the two people leaning together as if he had just noticed it. ….

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"Cut." Yang Zi didn't believe Chen Mo's nonsense.

He felt that Chen Mo must have guessed or just now saw himself and Zifeng there, and he said it on purpose.

It's just that when Yang Zi saw the person who was about to climb up in front of the hanging chair, she immediately forgot about her life and hurriedly rushed up.

"Peng, stop."

"Chen, I don't know that I painted the bamboo and said it on purpose." Looking at the lively scene in front of him, Zi Feng quietly glanced at Chen Mo and whispered.

"What?" Chen Mo turned his head to look at Zi suspiciously, he didn't hear too clearly.

"No, nothing." Seeing that Chen Mo didn't hear clearly, Zi Feng hurriedly waved it, it's good that he didn't hear it.

"Of course, I don't know, I just like the bamboo pattern on it, and the painting is very beautiful." Chen Mo finally reacted, and then smiled.

"Hmph."

Looking at Chen Mo's reaction, Zi Feng snorted and turned his head.

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But a smile also appeared on her lips, and she didn't know whether to open, or be ashamed, or angry.

All of them were done, and then everyone began to work together to move the rest of the materials back to the tool room.

By the way, I also got rid of the sanitation of the yard.

Suddenly, the yard returned to its previous neat and clean appearance.

Only, there are also some more achievements of today's efforts.

The uneven bars and seesaws are still in the divided facility, while the three rocking chairs have been moved under the pergola.

All of a sudden, the pergola became a little crowded.

Now there are three people curled up in three chairs, namely He Jiong, Zi Feng, and Yang Zi.

As for Peng, who couldn't win, he could only sit on the bamboo chair.

The last rays of sunlight were swallowed up by the darkness, and the mushroom house began to light up everywhere.

"Let's cook." After chatting for a while, Huang Lei patted his buttocks and stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Chen Mo and Xu Xiang then also stood up.

Finally, Peng Peng looked at the four, as if he was a little out of place, so he also jumped up and followed.

......

"It's so fragrant."

He Jiong sniffed in outside the kitchen and swallowed hard.

"Jiongjiong, this side will be fine immediately." Huang Lei was by the stove, stir-frying the dishes in the pot.

On the other hand, Peng Peng is also doing his own old book, and is cowering under the stove to control the fire.

As for the gas stove, Chen Mo and Xu Xiang are the two.

I almost fell asleep." He Jiong snorted and walked in.

"Huh?" Huang Lei paused.

"That sister, they are also asleep outside?"

"Yes, I didn't call her if the meal was ready, but I covered them with a blanket." He Jiong nodded.

He also heard that he heard the burden in Huang Lei's words, so he explained two sentences.

And this, Chen Mo happened to put the last dish in the pot and turned off the heat.

Huang Lei then took the opportunity to say to Chen Mo: "Xiao Mo, why don't you go and call your sister and let them prepare for the meal soon." ”

"Okay, Mr. Huang." Chen Mo nodded while washing. ….

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"I'll go too." Peng Peng also stood up suddenly at this time, and shouted excitedly, looking at his appearance, I don't know if he thought of any bad ideas.

"Then you can go too." The food was also good, and Huang Lei liberated Peng Peng.

Looking at the backs of the two, Huang Lei and He Jiong looked at each other, shook them, and then returned their attention to the dishes in the pot.

Chen Mo and Peng Peng walked out side by side.

As soon as I left, I saw Zi Feng and Yang Zi curled up on the hanging chair and asleep.

It's just that Peng Peng didn't move at this time, and Chen Mo didn't have much, and he took two steps forward and came to Zifeng's hanging chair.

Looking at the man with his eyes closed in the sling chair.

Chen Mo couldn't help but stretch out his finger and poke it lightly on that smooth face.

And as Chen Mo moved, the long eyelashes began to tremble.

Seeing that Chen Mo also took it back, but just waited for a while, but Chen Mo found that he was thinking too much, Zi Feng moved his eyelids and did not open his eyes.

So Chen Mo stretched out again and poked Zi Feng's face.

I thought that Zi Feng hadn't moved yet, but suddenly, Chen Mo felt that his fingers were being held by a small hand.

Then, the big eyes began to open a slit.

Zi Feng glanced at the person in front of him in a daze, and he didn't know if he had seen it clearly.

He muttered something he didn't know and closed his eyes again.

And she still held Chen Mo's finger and didn't put it, and she didn't know if it was because this finger disturbed her sleep, so she wanted to control it.

Chen Mo looked at Zi Feng's movements a little funny, he moved his fingers before he whispered to Zi Feng: "Zi Feng get up, it's time to eat soon." ”

Maybe he felt the uneasiness of his fingers, or maybe he heard Chen Mo's voice.

Zi Feng finally opened his eyes.

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As soon as he muttered, he reached out and rubbed his eyes.

It's only then that she sent it, why does she still seem to be holding something in her hand?

Looking at the hand in his hand, Zi Feng seemed to be stunned.

Chen Mo was a little embarrassed that he had been caught playing a prank, so he quickly put away his hand and pretended to be nothing.

"Zifeng is awake, go wash your face and sober up first, we'll eat right away."

Zi Feng finally sobered up, and looked at Chen Mo motionless with big eyes, as if he didn't expect Chen Mo to have such a side.

Hee-hee.

She couldn't help but laugh.

And right here, there was a sudden ghost animal "Get up." ”

The two looked at it in surprise, only to see Peng Peng standing next to Yang Zi with his mobile phone, and the voice of the ghost animal was released from his mobile phone.

And with the cycle of "get up", Yang Zi has also switched from sleep to awake in an instant.

Looking at Yang Zi's sleepy and angry model, Peng Peng finally had the pleasure of revenge.

He laughed out loud next to him.

And the sound on his mobile phone was not turned off because he woke up Yang Zi.

Yang Zi naturally immediately locked on to the person who woke him up according to the voice.

The anger of getting up and Peng Peng's provocation combined all of a sudden, and then Yang Zi and Peng Peng chased after each other. ….

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Looking at the appearance of the two, Chen Mo and Zi Feng couldn't help but smile at each other.

I don't know how Peng Peng found a girlfriend like this.

I don't know how Peng Peng will explain this paragraph to his girlfriend when the show is broadcast.

When Zi Feng finished washing and came out of the house, the table outside was already full of dishes.

And Peng Peng, who was still playing before, was also sitting back in his place.

"Dinner, sister." Huang Lei greeted Zi Feng who was coming over.

"Okay."

......

"It's so delicious, I really don't want to leave." Yang Zi hugged her belly and leaned back on the chair with a look of enjoyment.

It seems that he doesn't care at all about whether his body will be out of shape because he eats too much.

And she is still very happy, fortunately her agent has not followed, otherwise she would definitely not be able to let go of eating like this.

"Yes, Yang, you can stay for a few more days if you want to, and then go back with us." Huang Lei said with a smile.

took back all the rights, and Huang Lei had the confidence to speak.

Yang Ziyi, his heart moved.

Only then she drooped again.

"Hey, I want to too, but the schedule is full, and I've been grinding and soaking it out for the past two days."

Hearing this, the scene was quiet, this kind of internal matter, outsiders are not easy to beak.

At this moment, Wang Zhengyu outside the court didn't know which corner he came out again.

And as soon as he came out, Huang Lei had already found out.

"Wang Zheng, what's the matter?"

Director Wang looked at the empty plate on the table with some resentment, and muttered in a low voice: You still owe us several dishes,

controlled the tone, so that the words were just listened to by the other side, but did not spread to a larger fan, and then Director Wang continued to say loudly:

"I came out because we have a very generous sponsorship, so I'm here to remind you that there is a morning market rush at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, so please be sure to participate."

said, Director Wang was no longer wasted, turned around and left.

Morning market, rush to buy, six o'clock?

Just sorted out these key points, Huang Lei was about to ask some clearly, but he could only see Wang Zhengyu's back.

shouted two, and saw that Wang Zhengyu showed no signs of coming back.

Huang Lei could only look at the others helplessly.

Chen Mo and Zi Feng looked at each other, sponsors? It should be the incident that Director Wang told the two of them at noon.

And the two looked at each other just when Huang Lei saw it.

"Xiao Mo, sister, do you know anything?"

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Probing asked.

Hearing this, Chen Mo and Zi Feng looked at each other again, and then Chen Mo opened his mouth to tell him about the noon incident, and Zi Feng also added on the side.

After listening to the words of the two, everyone showed a look of surprise.

Peng Peng stood up and shouted excitedly: "Great, congratulations to your brother Mo and sister." ”

Although he is not on the list, although Peng Peng has some legacy, he is still very happy that the younger brother he just met is called Brother Mo by himself, and his sister.

Although they don't spend time together, they all treat each other as their own family.

"Congratulations, sister." Yang Zi hugged Zi Feng's arm.

Everyone else also gave their own congratulations.

They all know that such a generation will be a huge boost to the future of both of them.

"But, even if it's a prize, it doesn't have to be six o'clock." was happy, and Huang Lei began to complain about the time arranged by Wang Zhengyu.

"Yes." Peng Peng also picked up.

Just then, Peng Peng's eyes widened.

"This can't be our luxury suit, is it?"

"Could it be that Director Wang took our luxury suit and said it was provided by the sponsor, and then he quietly hid it from the sponsor?"

Hearing Peng Peng's guess, everyone suddenly felt that there was such a possibility.

It's just that Wang Zhengyu has already run, what the truth is, there is no way to get it, I can only get up tomorrow and look at it again.

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Chapter 170: Morning Market