The Right Way to Open a Perfect Life

Little master, where are you, why did you leave me behind.

Liu Shishi called the assistant. In this day and age, with a mobile phone, it is difficult to get lost.

Liu Shishi asked the assistant to take a taxi to take her luggage back to the villa, and then generously gave the little assistant a day off, allowing her to move freely, and rewarded her with 2000 yuan of activity funds.

At 11:30, Shen Yan and Liu Shishi returned home.

As soon as the two entered the house, they saw Huang Bo and Han Meilin sitting on the sofa in the living room.

More than two people came, Huang Bo's wife also came, and Huang Bo's two children.

Huang Bo's life can be regarded as complete, with one son and one daughter, the eldest son is eleven years old, and the youngest daughter is seven years old. They have both sons and daughters.

"When did you come?"

Shen Yan shook hands with Han Meilin, but there was no need for Huang Bo, the relationship was too familiar. "I'm here early, thinking about coming over for a meal, who would have thought you weren't home yet." Huang Bo said while sitting on the sofa.

Han Meilin was still a little polite, and said with a smile, "I just came here to recognize the door."

Shen Yan patted Han Meilin's arm to let him sit down, and sat down himself, saying: "Try my craft at noon, old Han, you have to study with humility, and when you reach a certain level, you will find that many fields are common. , Cooking is sometimes like writing and painting, and you can get a lot from it.”

Han Meilin smiled and said, "Succeed, then I will study and study. Actually, I understand the truth, but what I study is not cooking. I prefer tea ceremony."

Chapter 163 The three aunts are all beautiful

"This is the pure purple sand from Huanglong Mountain. Look at the texture. Every part of the pot is polished by hand, and then put together by hand. This is a test of the craftsman's technical experience. This kind of purple sand teapot has the properties of mud and porosity. High, excellent tea suitability...

Han Meilin held a purple sand pot and introduced it to Shen Yan and Huang Bo in detail. It was a gift from Han Meilin to Shen Yan. In addition to a purple sand pot, there were four matching teacups and a small bag of Duyun Maojian tea leaves.

Although these things are inconspicuous, they are worth at least 60 to [-] yuan.

The price of purple sand teapots fluctuates greatly, ranging from tens of hundreds of yuan for cheap ones to 10,000+ hundreds of thousands for expensive ones. They are no longer just teapots, but rather playful.

The same is true for tea leaves. Ordinary Duyun Maojian costs several hundred yuan per kilogram, but top-quality Duyun Maojian costs hundreds of thousands per kilogram.

Han Meilin didn't say how much it was, and Shen Yan didn't ask either.

The friendship between the two of them is a little bit like water.

Han Meilin just thought these things were fun and more interesting, so he gave them to Shen Yan, and he also thought these things were more interesting, so he accepted them.

What both of them cared about was the gift itself, and the value of the gift was subconsciously ignored.

"Look at this!"

Huang Bo didn't come empty-handed either, he opened a black brocade box and took out two ink sticks from it.

"How is it? I picked it up in the antique market a year ago. You two are experts, please evaluate it."

Shen Yan and Han Meilin stepped forward to watch carefully.

China has the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Many people know this, but what few people know is that the ink in pen, ink, paper and inkstone is actually Hui ink.

The world's ink industry is in Weizhou, and Hui ink is also the most exquisite existence in China's traditional ink-making skills.

The two pieces Huang Bo took out are authentic Hui ink, which is black in color, firm and shiny, and has a strong fragrance.

Shen Yan and Han Meilin are real connoisseurs, they can see the preciousness of these two ink sticks at a glance.

This is still a rare rare ink, and it can be regarded as a fine product among Hui ink. The price is estimated to be tens of thousands of pieces, more expensive than gold.

"The texture is quite good. It is estimated to be a few years old, but it is well preserved."

"Such fine Hui ink needs to be melted with a Duan inkstone."

Shen Yan also accepted Huang Bo's gift, and he didn't think about the price either. When friends meet, what they make is a similar taste, and what they make is a fate.

Huang Bo's wife came over with a pair of children, and the third daughter of the Shen family followed.

"Call me uncle!" Huang Bo's wife said to her son and daughter.

"Hello, uncle!"

The two little guys are very well-behaved. They are not as perverse as ordinary children. It seems that Huang Bo's tutor is still very good.

Shen Yan was quite friendly to the children, touched the heads of the two little guys, and smiled at Huang Bo: "These brothers and sisters are much prettier than you."

Huang Bo smiled and said: "That's for sure. Of course, the blue is better than the blue. You should work hard and give birth to a daughter. In the future, we will be in-laws. Maybe our old Huang's genes can be improved again. Yaya, you all have to work hard to know."

"Nonsense!" Huang Bo's wife gave Huang Bo a blank look, but Tong Liya was able to joke and said with a smile: "Okay, let's fight for it, and try not to make your boss wait too long."

Shen Yan said to the two little guys again: "Is there any dish you like? Tell uncle that uncle will cook for you at noon."

Huang Bo said from the side: "Don't worry, your uncle is the most powerful chef. After passing this village, there will be no such shop. Just say what you want to eat."

Huang Bo's son was a bit shy, but the youngest daughter was very cheerful, showing her teeth and said, "Uncle, I like sweet and sour fish, can you cook it?"

Shen Yan pinched the little girl's face, and said: "That's the only request, it's too simple, wait for uncle to do it for you!"

Shen Yan asked Han Meilin and Huang Bo to continue chatting in the living room, and went to the kitchen to start cooking lunch.

Han Meilin and Huang Bo didn't know each other well, they sat together and chatted for a while because of Shen Yan, they didn't think it was interesting, so they went to the kitchen to watch Shen Yan cook.

"I really didn't expect that Mr. Shen would have such a high achievement in cooking."

Han Meilin stood by and watched for a while, and couldn't help sighing.

There are some things that you don't need to try, just by looking at Shen Yan's calm and smooth movements, you can feel his extraordinary cooking skills.

Really fulfilled that sentence, the road is the same, no matter what kind of craft, it is art in the end, swinging a knife, bumping a spoon, just like writing and painting with a pen.

"This guy is like a goblin, he knows a lot of things, and he is top-notch in everything. To be honest, I was a little unbalanced at the beginning. You said he is a young man, why is he so powerful, but it will be fine after a long time. , are numb."

Huang Bo grabbed a handful of peanuts from nowhere, and said while eating.

Han Meilin laughed, and said, "I feel the same way, I thought I was the only one who blamed God for being unfair."

Shen Yan cooked in an orderly manner, not in a hurry, but at a very fast speed, before it was one o'clock, everyone sat down at the dining table.

Still the same sentence, even in Shen Yan's realm, his state still fluctuates, but today when his friend came to visit, he has put in all his strength.

There is no need to say much about a table of sumptuous food. You can know how the food is just by looking at the way this group of people devour it.

"It's delicious, mom, can I still come to my uncle's house in the future?"

Huang Bo's daughter's little mouth was full of oil, and the chopsticks never stopped. Then she raised her head and asked her mother seriously.

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, Guli Nazha smiled, and gently wiped the little girl's mouth with a tissue, and said: "No problem, call auntie whenever you want to come, auntie will pick you up, if you want to eat What, you can also tell auntie, how about auntie asking uncle to make it for you?"

"En!" Huang Bo's daughter nodded heavily, and then said sweetly: "Auntie, you are so beautiful!"

"Haha!" Everyone laughed again.

Tong Liya teased the little girl and said: "Small mouth is sweet, but she can talk, so this aunt is pretty, so am I not pretty?"

"They are all beautiful, and the three aunts are all beautiful." The little girl had an extremely strong desire to survive.

After talking and laughing, they had a sumptuous lunch, and everyone came to the living room to sit down again.

Liu Shishi and Tong Liya took the teapot from Han Meilin and made tea for the two men, and then went to chat with Huang Bo's wife.

Chapter 164 Man Family and Children

Four women and two children sat around on the carpet, and they seemed to be chatting more than the men. The main thing was that Huang Bo's wife was imparting experience to the three daughters of the Shen family.Although Tong Liya, Guli Nazha, and Liu Shishi have entered the ranks of women, they are just getting started. Many things are still relatively unfamiliar to them, such as children.

"If you want me to say, you should hurry up to have a child. The sooner you want a child, the better. I have felt it very obvious in the past two years. Anyway, I have to have a child. The sooner the child is born, the sooner it is pulled out, and it will be easier in the future."

"Sister-in-law, did you have a natural delivery or a caesarean section?" Tong Liya asked Huang Bo's daughter with her arms around her.

Huang Bo's wife said: "The eldest son is smooth, and the second son is dissected."

Liu Shishi was surprised and said, "Have you experienced both? Which one do you think is better, sister-in-law?"

Huang Bo's wife said: "None of them is good. I should say which one is more painful. It is said that giving birth is a woman's death. I didn't believe it before, but I believe it after giving birth. It is really like dying. It’s like that. When I gave birth to my oldest child, I went to the waiting room at 1 am and the delivery room at [-] am, but I didn’t give birth until after [-] pm the next day.

Gu Li Nazha said: "Isn't it possible to take anesthesia? Does that also hurt?"

"It hurts, why doesn't it hurt? The anesthetic doesn't work, and the doctor doesn't give me more injections. Basically, I just stand up."

Tong Liya said: "Then why didn't the second child have a normal delivery? I heard people say that the pelvis seems to open after the first child is delivered normally, and the second child will be much easier."

Huang Bo's wife said with a look of forgetting: "I am purely unlucky. Most people are like this. In the end, I was an exception. It was very hard to give birth to the second child. This has something to do with personal physique. Some people even Giving birth to the first child was also very easy. At that time, I remembered that I was in the waiting room with me. It seemed that the baby was born within four or 10 minutes. I couldn’t do it. The second child was no better than the first child. Just think about it."

Liu Shishi looked a little terrified, and said, "Cesarean section hurts too.

Huang Bo's wife said: "Of course it hurts. Think about it, how can it not hurt after such a big cut in the stomach? In fact, I think it is better to have a natural delivery. The natural delivery is painful at the time, and it will be fine when you are born." After a few hours of rest, you can go for a walk in the field, but caesarean section is not acceptable, you have to lie down for a week, and you will suffer later.”

Guli Nazha patted her chest and smiled, "Sister-in-law, I'm afraid to give birth when you say that."

Huang Bo's wife smiled and said: "I'm afraid it won't work, you have to give birth sooner or later, can you still not have children?"

The three members of the Shen family paused emotionally, and then their thoughts began to drift away, child?

It seems to be a very happy thing to give birth to a child for your beloved.

And looking at Shen Yan's appearance just now, it seems that he also likes children.

Furthermore, if a woman does not have children, life does not seem to be complete.

Is a woman who has never been a mother still a woman?

"You have to ask him if he is willing to do this." Tong Liya turned her head to look at Shen Yan who was sitting there, and murmured.

Guli Nazha and Liu Shishi also nodded. After all, having a child is a matter between two people.

Huang Bo's wife pursed her lips, leaned closer, and said in a low voice, "Why are you so stupid? I know men too well. You Brother Bo is pretty good, but you didn't want to get married or have children at the beginning. Men don't care how old they are. Before they become fathers, they are children themselves. They still want to be wild outside. Who would take the initiative to propose marriage and children? There may be such people, but they are absolutely rare.

The third daughter of the Shen family nodded awkwardly, "Then...

Huang Bo's wife said: "Just ask for it directly. When you are pregnant, he can still let you beat the child? And do you know what is so interesting about men? Before they have children, they may seem to have no interest in children." No, but once they have children, they will dote on everyone else very well, such as our family, Huang Bo is about to use the two children as his ancestors."

Tong Liya, Guli Nazha, and Liu Shishi glanced at each other, feeling inexplicably moved. It seems that this method is also good. With his husband's character, once they are pregnant, he can't let them go. He is a very traditional person. .

"Sister-in-law, is there anything special you should pay attention to? Before you have a child, do you have to avoid the flood of beautiful eyes of the three girls, and learn from Huang Bo's wife who has come here.

"It's okay, just pay attention a little bit, and the rest.

The four women were very engaged in chatting, and the topics naturally revolved around men, family and children.