God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

Zhou Huaishan's side was exhausted, while Jing Rulan's side was extremely comfortable. Her ex-husband got married, had children, and was on the verge of bankruptcy, but it didn't seem to affect her. After the divorce, I planned to open a small tea shop to pass the time. Now the shop has finally been renovated and will open soon.

The tea shop is not large. It is called Liangchen Tea House on the street next to the apartment Jing Rulan bought. Jing Rulan purchased everything in it herself. It can be said that decorating this small teahouse filled up all the free time she had for random thoughts after her divorce.

Although the teahouse is small, it is very grand. Shen Xiujun and Zhou Jingyan arranged a row of luxurious flower baskets for the opening, which were lined up in a large array, but Jing Rulan deeply disliked them. This was really inconsistent with the purely Chinese and elegant environment she had created. But a daughter can be scolded, but a son-in-law cannot be scolded. Jing Rulan could still bite her molar teeth to say thank you.

Shen Xiuyun found that Jing Rulan's taste was quite good. The entire small teahouse, including the screens, tea tables, and dessert plates, exuded a sense of elegance.

Zhou Jingxing took a sip of tea, picked up the cup and admired it under the light. The transparent and fragile bone china has orchids painted on it, with only a few strokes but full of charm. She was the eldest, and it took several years for the second and third eldest children to appear in the family. In my childhood memories, the family is very warm. My mother likes to paint Chinese paintings, and she wants to have her ink polished. My father stands behind me, watching the mother and daughter with gentle eyes. Later, as their parents' business grew, they had two younger sisters. Mother's time is increasingly occupied by her children. It seems that for decades, she has not been seen picking up a paintbrush, sitting quietly in front of the window, painting a piece of bluegrass, or looking at her with a smile and writing down a scene. Line two words.

Later, Ye Huaizhao, Shen Xiujing and even Qin Fang came to support the newly opened teahouse. Zhou Jingxing stood by the window and watched his mother busy with her own business. Then he looked at everyone including himself. In fact, they had the same temperament as this teahouse. Very conflicting. They are all secular, busy people who run for profit and trivial matters. But my mother's teahouse is like a half-day in a floating life, and they are passers-by in this half-day.

"Wow, Mom, your turnover in the first day of business is very good." Zhou Jingan was not interested in drinking tea at all, and ran to the computer to look at his mother's cashier records.

Jing Rulan glanced sideways at her. This daughter simply didn't look like hers. The only thing that can be seen without a brain is a face, but unfortunately there is also a mouth on the face.

"Wow, Mr. Ye spent 68 yuan to buy a pound of top-grade tribute black tea, and Miss Shen, 20 yuan to buy a pound of top-grade Biluochun. Wow, Mr. Shen, spent 288 million." Zhou Jing'an cast an admiring look at Shen Xiuyun. Reciprocate with a polite smile. Zhou Jingxing hurriedly took a few steps forward to pull his embarrassing sister away.

Jing Rulan booked a banquet at a nearby hotel and entertained the guests who came to cheer. After the meal, everyone said goodbye and went home.

Jing Rulan took out carefully prepared gifts and distributed them to everyone. It's just that the ones in the hands of Shen Xiuyun and Zhou Jingyan are particularly big. My little daughter always stays quietly in the corner. Even if she is surrounded by familiar people, she can't say a few words.

"Hey, why? Their bags are much bigger than ours?" Zhou Jing'an immediately discovered that the little sister had one more thing in her hand than he did, and reached out to grab it unhappily.

In the bag, like everyone else, were two small cans of carefully selected tea leaves. But there is an extra box with particularly exquisite packaging. Zhou Jing'an was afraid that his mother would be partial, so he quickly opened it while his mother was sending Qin Fang out.

Inside the box is a pair of exquisite teacups. The teacups are in the shape of a pair of lotus flowers. They are azure in color and as warm as jade. They feel delicate to the touch. The lotus branches and vines carved on them are intertwined and lifelike. Not all connoisseurs can tell that the workmanship is exquisite and the price is high.

After sending the guests home, Jing Rulan quickly snatched the tea cup from her second daughter and carefully placed it in the box.

"When will you change your rough hands and feet?" Jing Rulan glanced sideways at Zhou Jing'an and complained.

"Mom, you are too biased. Why is she the only one who has such a beautiful cup? Neither my sister nor I have one."

Jing Rulan gently slapped the hand she pointed at Zhou Jingyan.

"Today is a good day for me to open my business, and it is also Valentine's Day. I originally prepared this set of cups, and the Tilian Heart Cup. They are given to couples or lovers. Tell me, if I give it to you, who will you use it with?"

"I can keep it for later." Zhou Jing'an said dissatisfied.

"Then I will prepare it for you later. In short, this is just my wish as an elder. I hope your sister and brother-in-law are like this pair of Bingtilians. Do you have any other opinions?"

Zhou Jing'an was still unhappy and returned the things to Zhou Jingyan.

Zhou Jingyan took it with a blushing face.

"Thank you, Mom." Shen Xiuyun said simply.