The Right Way to Open a Perfect Life

Song Zuer said: "You and your wife are traveling together, and you don't have any intimate contact? No holding hands, no hugs, no kisses. Do normal couples behave like this?"

Lei Jiayin opened her mouth and thought for a while, not to mention, it seemed to make sense.

Thinking about it this way, Shen Yan and Tong Liya are indeed somewhat different.

Although she can joke, Guli Nazha was still lying on Shen Yan's back at that moment, but compared to the intimacy between husband and wife, after all, it was a bit worse.

"Perhaps... people are more restrained? When shooting a show, you can't make it so nasty. You must pay attention to the impact."

"What can be affected by holding hands? Can it be banned as a third-level movie?"

Lei Jiayin was left speechless, scratched her head, frowned and said, "No, are you post-00s all so arrogant now?"

Song Zuer hugged her white and tender legs, put her chin on her knees, looked at Shen Yan with her big beautiful eyes, and said, "I'm not arrogant, I'm just telling the truth, besides, they also issued a statement back then, there was a misunderstanding between them .

"So... so what?"

"No reason, you don't really think I'm in love with Brother Shen Yan, do you?"

"Isn't it?"

Song Zuer sighed and said, "Brother, I just have a little affection, do you understand the affection? You really think of me as those brainless brats."

Lei Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "I understand this. Excellent men will always exude charm involuntarily. Sometimes I also have this kind of distress."

"Stop, stop talking, I want to throw up!"

"Hey, little girl, you deserve a beating, don't you!

"Haha, sister Dandan help!"

The days in summer are long, and the days on the grassland seem to be longer, which may be related to the lack of mountains. The sun did not recover the last ray of sunlight until almost eight o'clock in the evening.

The whole lamb has been roasted, the whole body is golden, and the oil is full of shine. From time to time, oil drops will fall on the coals, making a sizzling sound.

Lei Jiayin and others had already gathered around and sat around the roasted whole lamb. There was a tablecloth in front of him, and there were bowls and chopsticks, snacks, drinks and other things on it.

"Shen Yan, when can I eat? I'm so hungry." Liu Shishi said to Shen Yan pitifully with her pretty face up.

Shen Yan said: "Wait for Bayar."

Lei Jiayin said, "Why don't I pick them up in a car."

"No, it's already here!"

"where?"

Everyone followed Shen Yan's gaze, and saw a few people riding horses on the distant horizon, galloping this way.

Uncle Bayar's family is here, his wife, eldest son, eldest daughter-in-law, younger grandson, younger son, younger daughter-in-law, and younger daughter.

Except for the grandson and daughter who are too young, everyone in the family rides a horse. It is really a nation on horseback.

Facing these big stars from the city, the Bayar family seemed very restrained and shy. Coupled with the language barrier, they didn't speak much, and started giving gifts to everyone.

Cheese, soufflé, milk skin, fresh mare’s milk, beef jerky…

Everyone in Hua'er and the Youth League had a lot stuffed into their arms, Shen Yan also had a special gift, and Bayar gave him a Mongolian knife.

The knife is not long, only about fifteen centimeters, the handle is curved, and the blade is glowing coldly, it is obviously sharpened and sharp.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, thank you, you are very kind."

"Thank you, come on, sit down quickly, don't be shy!"

For the enthusiasm of the Bayar family, Tong Liya, Song Dandan and others could only thank them again and again, and greeted them to sit down.

Shen Yan used the knife given by Bayar to cut off the mutton roasted until it was golden, and distributed it to everyone.

Then he motioned for everyone to pick up the cups. He, Lei Jiayin, and Yue Yunpeng filled the cups with the kumiss brought by Bayar, while the women drank.

"Such a beautiful scenery, such a great atmosphere, Sister Dandan, you are the eldest sister, please say a few words." Shen Yan said to Song Dandan.

Song Dandan didn't write any ink, and said: "Success, then I will say a few words. The old saying is good. If you cultivate for a hundred years, you can sleep together in the same boat. If you can cultivate for thousands of years, you can sleep together. Today, we can get together. I think it's better than being on the boat." Precious, which means that our fate must be at least hundreds of years. For the sake of hundreds of years of fate, we must eat well, drink well, and play well today. I also hope that our fate and our friendship can last forever. cheers!"

"cheers!"

Everyone drank the wine and drinks in the cups one after another.

It was the first time for Shen Yan, Lei Jiayin, and Yue Yunpeng to drink kumiss, and they felt pretty good, with a low alcohol content and a slight milky aroma.

After toasting, everyone began to sit down and eat roasted whole lamb, each one of them was full of oil and tasted delicious.

Freshly slaughtered purebred sheep, coupled with Shen Yan's superb craftsmanship, the taste can be imagined, even far beyond everyone's imagination.

"Mmmm, delicious!"

"Wow, so delicious!"

"I feel like I could eat a whole lamb by myself."

"Shen Yan, your craftsmanship is absolutely amazing."

"The three of you are so lucky. There is such a chef in the family, so I can't cook delicious food for you every day."

The few big stars who usually pay attention to aura and image have completely let go at this moment, they don't need chopsticks, and they eat the mutton with their hands.

The mouth is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with oil dripping on the corner of the mouth, not to mention eating, just looking at it is very greedy.

Chapter 89

After a meal of roasted whole lamb, Hua'er and everyone in the Youth League were extremely happy and satisfied.

But for the viewers and netizens who are watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room, it is not so beautiful.

"Poisoning in the middle of the night is a punishable crime."

"Mr. Shen, I'm a student in your driving school. Don't you talk about love? Use biochemical weapons when I come up?

"Nimma, you showed this to me as soon as I lay down, are you going to starve your father to death?"

"It must be acting, it's not delicious at all, they are all actors."

"Mr. Shen, I've already come down, and I can drive on the road. Can you reward me with a piece of roast mutton? A bone is fine too."

"I didn't expect Teacher Shen to be able to barbecue. There is another class in the driving school."

Netizens swipe the barrage of what they want to eat in Shen Yan's live broadcast room, but obviously they can only imagine it through the screen. There is still a little roasted whole lamb left, which is also distributed to the staff of the program group by Song Dandan.

After drinking and eating, the group of people worked together to clean up the tablecloths, bowls and chopsticks, put away the rack of roast lamb, and put firewood on the bright red charcoal fire to turn the charcoal fire into a fire.

Everyone sat down again, and the blazing fire shone on everyone's faces.

Shen Yan sat on the north side, Tong Liya on the left, and Liu Shishi on the right. As soon as she sat down, Liu Shishi leaned her head on Shen Yan's shoulder. Tong Liya whispered to Shen Yan for a while, then leaned over with her arms on On Shen Yan's knee.

In a family of four, only Guli Nazha sat alone beside Tong Liya, with her small mouth fluttering, she glanced at Shen Yan from time to time.

"It's so beautiful. I really didn't expect that I would have such a journey and experience when I came out to shoot the show this time."

Song Dandan looked up at the sky and said with a sigh. "I don't know how many years, I haven't seen so many stars."

At this time, the sky is dark, and the sky is beautiful tonight. The bright moonlight and the sky full of stars complement each other and shine brightly.

"After I felt the capital, I didn't watch the stars very much. I often watched them when I was a child. I grew up in the countryside. I didn't have much fun when I was a child. I didn't even have a TV. On summer evenings, I would come out to hide cats or hide in my grandma's arms. , listening to grandma tell the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl."

Yue Yunpeng hugged a pair of fat legs, and his face full of joy was full of nostalgia and memories at the moment.

"Which one is Cowherd and Vega?" Song Zuer raised his head and asked.

Song Dandan pointed to the sky and said, "Just those two, the bright one."

Bayar's eldest son suddenly opened his mouth and said something to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan smiled and shook his head.

Tong Liya asked curiously: "What did he say?

Shen Yan said: "Want to fight wine with me, this is the Mongolian way of expressing enthusiasm."

Lei Jiayin said with a smile: "Then you have to fight hard, you can't lose the face of our Hua'er and Youth League, don't be so cowardly, come on."

Shen Yan said indifferently: "Are you crazy, fighting for wine with the Mongols? Believe it or not, Bayar's four-year-old grandson can put you down."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter, the Bayar family didn't know what Shen Yan said, but they still laughed.

Bayar's youngest son stood up again and said a few words.

Shen Yan smiled and clapped his hands, and translated to the people next to him: "Ha Rilen is going to sing for us."

"Wow!"

"welcome!"

Hua'er and the youth group happily clapped their hands and cheered.

Harilan ran to the horses and came over with a matouqin. After sitting down, he played the qin and sang.Because the singing is in Mongolian, except for Shen Yan, everyone else in Huashaotuan can't understand, but the music is interoperable, there is no barrier or obstacle, regardless of nationality or language.

Everyone shook their bodies lightly and clapped their hands in rhythm.

Ha Rilen obviously has not learned music and singing specifically, but he seems to have the gene of being good at singing and dancing in his bones.

Ethnic minorities may not have too much etiquette and institutional relations, which makes their cultural background a little weak, but the advantage is that they are more open-minded than the Han nationality.

Almost every ethnic minority is good at singing and dancing, and they are good at expressing their inner emotions in this way.

After a song, everyone applauded and cheered vigorously.

Song Dandan said: "Harileng has already made a sample, and we can't pull it down. Let's pay back one. Who will make a show?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at Tong Liya and Gu Li Nazha when they heard the words. They are also ethnic minorities and they are also good at singing and dancing.

Tong Liya waved her hand and said with a smile: "Naza and I are in Xinjiang, and we are both people who can't get on the stage. I don't dare to make a fool of myself in front of Mongolian friends. It's too embarrassing."

Song Zuer said: "Brother Shen Yan, come on, I haven't watched any magic tricks before."

"Yes, Shen Yan, come here!"

"one comes!"

Several people coaxed, Shen Yan smiled and ignored them, but got up and walked to Ha Rilen's side, took the Matouqin in his hand, and said a few words in Mongolian.