The Right Way to Open a Perfect Life

Chapter 625 Mrs. Shen's Logic 3/3

Tong Liya poured her a glass of warm water from the kettle, and said, "Drink this, what kind of Sprite do you drink in winter, and it's still iced, I don't know what you think."

"You'll be thirsty in winter, and you can't drink Sprite if it's not chilled, Second Sister." "No discussion, just drink this, or don't drink it.

"The lives of the elderly, I don't care about everything!" Zheng Shuang muttered in a low voice, but obediently took the warm water that Sixth Sister handed over, and gulped it down twice.

Then she turned around and was about to go out again. There were still several kinds of fireworks that she hadn't set off yet.

"Old ten!"

Yang Mi waved to her from the side.

Zheng Shuang ran over, "What's the matter, big sister?" "Kneel down and kowtow for me, I can't do it." "Ah? Kowtow to whom.

Yang Mi said helplessly: "Nonsense, is it for me? Of course it is a Bodhisattva." Zheng Shuang glanced at Master Guanyin, nodded and said, "Cihang!"

Obviously, Zheng Shuang was also led astray by her husband. In her heart, Avalokitesvara and Cihangdao people have been equated. Most of the prehistoric stories are fabricated, and now they have become the mythological view of the daughters of the Shen family. , They firmly believed in this, not only because it was told by the husband, but also because it was very logical and had a good story line.

There is no logic and related single myths and legends. How can there be a complete and prehistoric world background system? "Then how much do I knock?"

Zheng Shuang knelt in front of Master Guanyin, raised his face and asked the elder sister again.

Yang Mi is also a half-believer, and he doesn't know much about these things. After thinking about it, he decided to follow the exclusive logic of the Shen family women.

"Knock a few more, it's not a bad thing to have too much of this thing."

"Oh!"

Chapter 626

Zheng Shuang is an honest person, since the elder sister asked me to kowtow more, let’s kowtow more, so she kowtowed fifteen times in a row, one for each of the first twelve family members, and the last three were for rounding up.

It may be because she knocked too fast, which made her a little dizzy, and she almost lost her footing when she got up.

"What's the matter, are you okay?" Seeing this, Yang Mi hurriedly supported Zheng Shuang and asked with concern.

Zheng Shuang smiled heartlessly, and said, "I woke up suddenly, my brain is a little lack of oxygen, do I need to do anything else?"

Yang Mi shook her head.

Zheng Shuang said: "Then I'm going out to play, otherwise the fireworks will have to be set off by Fifth Sister and the others."

Zheng Shuang ran out of the house while talking, Yang Mi shouted from behind: "It's almost enough, it's so cold outside, come back in a while.

"Know it!"

The dumplings were made after nine o'clock, but they were not cooked in the pot. The Shen family didn't eat dinner until after six o'clock in the evening, so they were not hungry at the moment, and this dumpling was originally meant to be eaten during the New Year's Eve.

"Haha, you're kidding me!

Tong Liya, Guli Nazha, Zhao Liying, Liu Yifei, Tang Yan, and Jiang Shuying finished making dumplings, and came to the living room to watch TV with the elder sister at 21. Liu Yifei, with her white and tender legs, suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, Jiang Shu Ying tilted his body and took a look, then said, "What are you looking at?

Liu Yifei said: "Weibo, I found that watching netizens complain about the Spring Festival Gala on Weibo is more interesting than watching the Spring Festival Gala. It's so funny."

Making complaints about the Spring Festival Gala probably started when computers were popularized and the Internet was developing rapidly. At first, it was really a complaint, because at that time, in the eyes of many people, the Spring Festival Gala was indeed getting worse every year. Garbage" look, of course, will make people feel dissatisfied.

Of course, objectively speaking, it cannot be completely blamed on the Spring Festival Gala. Maybe the quality of the Spring Festival Gala has really declined in those years, but this is by no means the main reason. The real reason is that people have more entertainment activities and have computers. , With a mobile phone, I don’t know how many things can be played.

In the past, there was only one TV, and I didn’t usually get any information, so I could enjoy myself for a long time if I just said a joke on the Spring Festival Gala, but now, I basically look for jokes on the Internet during the Spring Festival Gala, and they are all old-fashioned. Naturally, it will make people feel more and more incompetent.

After several years of scolding, this kind of complaint gradually became a habit, and it went through year after year along with the Spring Festival Gala.

The approximate order is, celebrate the Spring Festival, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and complain about the Spring Festival Gala.

"Hehehe, this person is really hurtful. He said that Guo Jingming danced like he was about to jump up and hit Chen Weiting's knee.

"But this year's stage background is indeed a bit vulgar."

Tang Yan and Jiang Shuying sat over, leaned over and watched with Liu Yifei.

On the other side, Zhao Liying and Guli Nazha also had their mobile phones, but they did not read Weibo, but used their mobile phones to send or reply, and deal with New Year's greeting messages.

Although group text messages for New Year's greetings have been complained about in recent years, but at this time, it is still unavoidable. Chinese people value reciprocity most. Basically, text messages for New Year's greetings belong to them. If you send them, the other party may be annoyed when they receive them, but if you don't send them , the other party may also challenge.

"Call them back, it's already ten o'clock, and there is no end to playing."

Yang Mi looked at the time, turned her head and said to Tong Liya who was sitting beside her.

Tong Liya got up and came to the window of the living room, and shouted to the outside: "Shen Lao Si, Shen Lao Wu, stop playing, let's all go inside.

The few outside heard the second sister's voice, but they didn't answer, and they didn't enter the room. Instead, they stood in a row, holding the kind of fireworks in their hands, laughing and laughing at the second sister.

"If you don't come back, you should sleep outside, and I'll lock the door behind you." Tong Liya crossed Xiaoman's waist and said solemnly, beckoning, hugged Song Zuer who was about to set off fireworks, and said, "Let's go, see you tomorrow." Let it go, it's still early for the first month.

Liu Shishi bounced to Shen Yan's side, put his arm around him, and said, "Then you will stay with us tomorrow?"

"accompany!"

"That's about the same, call it a day, comrades.

A family of five entered the house. As for Zhao Zihan, the little girl was taken away by her father long ago.

"Did you finish making the dumplings?"

"Well, it's all wrapped!" Tong Liya walked over and took the down jacket from her husband.

Shen Yan put on his slippers and was about to go to the bathroom, but before he even entered the door, he heard a few sharp screams and laughter from the living room.

Turning around to look, I saw Shen Laosi, Shen Laowu, Shen Laoshi, and Shen Laoyao sneaking up behind Liu Yifei, Tang Yan and Jiang Shuying, and stuffed their cold little hands into their clothes.

In fact, the four girls wore a lot of clothes. In order to go out to set off fireworks, they all wore cotton trousers.

But Liu Yifei and the others are just the opposite. There is not only heating in the room, but also a central air conditioner for heating and humidification. They are all only wearing pajamas at the moment, and their white and tender thighs are exposed.

Now being treated so coldly by four younger sisters, that feeling is simply insignificant.

"Ah! Crazy, you guys!" "Old Jiu, stop her!"

"I won't be named Tang if I don't cry with you today."

"I'm innocent. It was the idea of ​​the fourth sister of 733. Fifth sister, help me!" "The seventh little one chased and fought around the living room and study room. Fortunately, the house is big enough, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

At 10:30 in the evening, the Spring Festival Gala has entered the second half, and the sound of firecrackers and fireworks outside the house is gradually getting denser.

Song Zuer leaned against Yang Mi, raised her face, and said expectantly: "Sister, it's already 10:30, shouldn't it be time for us to take a family portrait?"

She has been around Yang Mi for a long time, and she wants to wear new clothes to take a family portrait.

Yang Mi smiled helplessly, and then said: "Let's go, finish the filming early, or I might really be annoyed to death by you.

"Hee hee hee, what?" Song Zuer acted cute and kissed the eldest sister on the face.

The family then went upstairs and changed into new clothes made by their husbands.

This new dress is a little different from the one I wore in the previous New Year's greeting video. The previous one has a red undertone and is mainly festive.

Now this one is relatively elegant and fresh, with a sense of exuberance in the dignified atmosphere.

The family put on new clothes, put their hair up, put on a simple make-up, and then went to the first floor again. This time, instead of going to the study, they moved a few chairs and took pictures in the living room.

Chapter 627 What is Happiness

In the living room, six chairs are placed side by side. Shen Yan is sitting in the center, Yang Mi is sitting on the left, Tong Liya is sitting on the right, and then Guli Nazha, Liu Shishi, Di Lieba, Zhao Liying, Liu Yifei, Tang Yan, Jiang The six daughters Shuying, Zheng Shuang, and Song Zuer stood at the back, a family of twelve members, which happened to be divided into two rows. I thought taking a selfie was better than scissorhands."

For Chinese New Year, it is not easy to find a photographer to take pictures, so I still use mobile phones to take pictures. Fortunately, the current mobile phones have good pixels and have built-in photo editing functions, but it does not affect much.

Di Lieba set the mobile phone for delayed shooting, commanded it decently for a while, then trotted back, sat on his chair, straightened his back, put his little hands on his thighs, and showed an elegant and dignified smile.

[Crack!

Several shutters sounded in succession, and the family kept on for a few seconds. Then Di Lieba got up and ran to check his mobile phone. Liu Shishi, Zheng Shuang, and Song Zuer also followed.

Naturally, taking photos with a mobile phone cannot compare to photos taken by a professional photographer with a professional camera. The family portraits of the Shen family are quite satisfactory, not as high-profile and amazing as a professional photographer's fashion blockbusters. The feeling of home, and the breath of daily life.

"It's so beautiful!" Song Zuer looked at the photos on the phone and said happily.

Jiang Shuying teased the little girl, "Are you saying that you are beautiful, or that others are beautiful?" Song Zuer smiled and said, "Of course they are all beautiful, the main reason is that the clothes look good."

Gu Li Nazha got up and knocked on Song Zuer's little head, saying: "You should say that both the person and the clothes are good-looking.

Zheng Shuang went to the coffee table and peeled the bananas. Before he could eat, the fourth sister passing by poked her head and bit Zheng Shuang. Time to eat dumplings" r.

Tong Liya walked to the Guanyin statue, put on the burnt incense, and said, "Are you hungry?" "Well, a little.

Liu Yifei was sitting on the sofa, holding her mobile phone, looking for a good angle, and took two more selfies, "You are a pig, you are hungry just after eating."

Zhao Liying was dissatisfied when she heard this, and said: "The one who belongs to the pig has not offended you, so don't make nonsense."

Song Zuer laughed non-stop beside her, and then squeezed into Seventh Sister's side, made faces, held up scissor hands, and took a selfie with Seventh Sister.

"Oh my god, it's almost eleven o'clock. That's almost it. The third and the sixth are coming over to order dumplings." Tong Liya finished offering incense and looked up at 55:[-], which was indeed not too early.

The girls first went upstairs to change their pajamas. Firstly, the pajamas were comfortable to wear, and secondly, they were reluctant to mess up and wrinkle such beautiful clothes. The dumplings were served on the table.

Of course, it's not just dumplings. Tong Liya also cooked a few home-cooked dishes, plus the cooked food and snacks I bought before, which are quite rich.

"Husband, do you drink?" Gu Li Nazha divided the bowls and chopsticks, turned to Shen Yan and asked.

Sitting on the main seat, Shen Yan looked at the bright lights in the room, the fireworks that lit up outside the window from time to time, and the eleven exquisite and beautiful faces in front of him.

He has an average drinking capacity, and he doesn't care whether he likes or dislikes alcohol. He rarely drinks at home, but now, he is obviously in a good mood.

A hundred years of life pass by in a hurry, what is success?What is happiness?

Is it a family worth tens of billions, is it an extremely personable minister, is it healthy and long-lived, or is it children and grandchildren around their knees?It is estimated that everyone has different choices, and the definition of success and happiness varies from person to person.

But for Shen Yan, power and money are things outside of him. In his previous life, he spent half his life chasing after these things, but in the end it was all for nothing. When the day he left, there was no one around him to talk to.

In fact, his choice may not be right, but at least from his own point of view, having family by his side is the most successful and happiest thing in the world.

"Drink, it's the festival, bring the Moutai that Lao Han gave you." Shen Yan nodded and said with a smile.

Guli Nazha nodded and turned to get the wine.

Yang Mi could see that her husband was in a good mood, and even with that, her mood became even better, she held her husband's hand from under the table, smiled and said to Gu Li Nazha: "Bring a few more bottles, and you can drink with my husband too.

Gu Li Nazha brought a few bottles of liquor from the wine cabinet, opened a bottle, and poured them one by one for her husband and sisters. Yang Mi was pregnant and couldn't drink alcohol, so Tong Liya poured a glass of juice for the elder sister.