Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 200
Li Su asked excitedly, "What kind of Song porcelain does it look like? Is it beautiful? Do you know? My favorite is Song Dynasty porcelain."

In the auction market in recent years, whether it is blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty or official kilns from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, sky-high prices have been repeatedly set. However, most collectors today are market-oriented, and Song porcelain has been neglected because of this.

Reason?
It's very simple. Song porcelain is gray and dark, while Qing porcelain is bright and beautiful, just like two girls, one is dark and the other is white and tender, which one do you like?
In addition, the craftsmanship of Song porcelain is simple, unlike Qing porcelain, which has overwhelming decorations, colorful colors, and huge shapes.Song porcelain is not clean, not beautiful, without appearance, can not play the role of decoration, and is not suitable for modern life.

"Those who can appreciate Song porcelain are the ones who truly understand ancient Chinese porcelain art.

The production of official kiln porcelain in the Qing Dynasty was unmatched by the predecessors in terms of cost input, process improvement, raw material purity, and variety creation and firing.But in terms of the artistic expression of the works, as well as the ideology and distinct aesthetic concepts presented in the works, Song porcelain has richer connotations.Subtle and elegant, peaceful and profound. "

"Zhong Yang, you are so right. I also said that they don't understand the connotation of porcelain, and they don't believe it. If you don't believe me, I will record all the words just now. If anyone dares to criticize Song Ci in the future, I will use the words just now and ruthlessly Hit her hard."

"..."

"Zhong Yang, I don't quite remember what I said just now, you can say it again, and I'll follow."

Xue Zhongyang smiled, "I gave you a Longquan blue-glazed carved vase from the Southern Song Dynasty. It has a plum blossom-shaped mouth, Ruyi-shaped ears on the shoulders, carved plum patterns on the body, and ring feet. The body of the bottle is composed of four pieces. It is molded. The whole body is covered with turquoise glaze, the glaze water is thick, devitrified, milky texture, the ring foot is neatly repaired, and the natural flint red appears on the exposed tire.

It is one of my favorite pieces in all my collections. "

Li Suwen was very witty, "Zhongyang, I let you cut off love, hehe, I'm sorry." Song Dezhi secretly smiled while listening without even being polite.

"If you're embarrassed, then don't ask for it, Song Dynasty porcelain should be very valuable." Song Dezhi said loudly on purpose.

The woman over there was furious, "Song Dezhi, I'm talking to Zhong Yang, where are you cool, get the hell out of here!"

"I'll have someone send it to you in a few days!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, next time I go to Hong Kong to see the baby, I can take it back by the way."

"This is a wedding present."

After a brief chat, Xue Zhongyang hung up the phone.Song Dezhi pretended to be jealous and said, "Since when did you and Suwen become so friendly? An antique porcelain from the Song Dynasty will be given away. I will eat two bowls of chicken noodles from you, and you still feel bad."

"You!" Xue Zhongyang knew that Song Dezhi was not a stingy person, and he was not angry on purpose, but just to tease him.He pinched her nose, took the empty bowl, and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

In fact, there is a nutritionist and a nurse. Xue Zhongyang does not need to do these things at all, but Xue Zhongyang is used to doing it himself.

Xue Zhongyang came out of the kitchen, his hair was still wet, Song Dezhi was bored, "Zhongyang, I'll wipe your hair! Bring the towel here."

"I will do it myself!"

Xue Zhongyang didn't dare to disturb her, so he took a towel and wiped his hair.

"Don't you have to go to the company? Didn't you say that you are very busy recently?"

"I asked Grandpa to help."

"what?"

Xue Zhongyang took her hand and told him, "You can take care of your health at ease, and don't worry about other things!"

Song Dezhi looked at Xue Zhongyang, lowered his head, held his hand instead, and said firmly, "Zhongyang, I don't want to kill the children! And there are still two! I don't want it!..."

"It's not that I don't want it, it's too dangerous. I can't let you take risks. If what happened last night happened again, I will die of a heart attack!"

He put down the towel, looked at her worriedly, and said in a low voice, "My grandma said that people should cherish their blessings, as long as we have Ozawa, we can't be too greedy."

"Hey, why are you cherishing blessings? I just want to have two more children. In my grandfather's life, the family had several children. In mainland China, there is one family. Modern people are under great pressure and are unwilling to have children. My child, if I have two more children, I shouldn’t be able to eat you poorly. It’s a big deal, I’ll eat less in the future, okay?”

No hard ones, come soft ones.

"You know I don't mean that."

"I think that's what you mean!"

Song Dezhi held his face, kissed his lips, Xue Zhongyang's body immediately tensed up, subconsciously stepped back, trying to escape, "Don't hide!"

"What do you want to do? I was terrified that night!" He said with lingering fear. During the whole pregnancy, Xue Zhongyang didn't think about that at all, and planned to be a monk with a pure heart and asceticism.

"You are so good-looking, you don't have many more, what a waste of genes. Don't you think so?"

"Then if I have a daughter who looks like you, how difficult it will be to marry in the future!"

Song Deyi bit his lips, "Don't worry, according to Darwin's theory of evolution, those with strong genes will overcome those with weak genes. Your genes are strong and high-quality, and your children will be like you in the future, not mine. .”

"..."

"Zhongyang, you said that I will give you whatever I want! I want these two for my child! Do you mean what you say?"

"The doctor said, it's dangerous! I don't want to be alone anymore! If something happens to you, I'd rather be childless with you in this life!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Bah bah, crow's mouth, crow's mouth!"

"I'm so lonely, I don't want to live alone!"

"Xue Zhongyang, curse me again! I'll bite you to death!"

She always has a way to stir up the sad atmosphere, "Let me tell you, I'm not that fragile. When I was pregnant with Ozawa, you were not there, and something happened to my family. I haven't survived alone. Now You are by my side, our family still has money, we can enjoy the best medical treatment, how bad can it be that I am pregnant with Ozawa alone?"

"In short, I will be by your side, no matter what happens!"

At the beginning, Song Dezhi was pregnant alone, gave birth alone, and faced family changes alone, which was the pain that Xue Zhongyang could never let go of in his heart.

"This time, when I give birth, you must stay by my side."

"Well. I promise!"

When Xue Zhongyang reacted, he realized what he had promised just now.His mind was easily changed by this woman.

"I heard you, you promised!"

Song Dezhi leaned on her shoulder, with a smug smile on his lips, Xue Zhongyang lowered his head, just in time to meet her bright eyes, and his mood improved accordingly.

"But, you have to promise me, you must, you must be good! When I don't want to give birth, I must choose one of the two!"

Song Dezhi suddenly got up from his arms, so violently that he hit his chin, Song Dezhi punched him in the chest, and shouted, "Xue Zhongyang, I warn you, you If you dare to curse me, get out of here immediately!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tell! You will definitely give birth to the baby safely!" Xue Zhongyang held her hand that was poking his nose, backhanded, and kissed the back of her hand, "When the baby is born, you will Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it."

"Okay, breastfeed, and you do it yourself."

"I can feed them milk powder!"

"Breastfeeding is popular now, and milk powder is unhealthy. Do you have natural, pollution-free green breast milk?"

Xue Zhongyang lowered his head and thought for a while, then replied, "We can invite a nanny."

Song Dezhi asked curiously, "Nurse? Does this profession still exist in modern society?"

"When there is demand, there is market!"

"..."

……

In Xinchang Group, Mr. Xue came to the company to deal with business matters in person, which frightened everyone in the company, and everyone speculated on what this might be.Could it be that Mr. Xue kicked Xue Zhongyang out of the game because Xue Zhongyang was too perverse recently?
When Xue Jichang heard the news, he wanted to kill with hatred.

Xue Zhongyang is really lucky, the Xue family needs an heir, Xue Zhongyang not only has another son, but now he is pregnant with two more, why does God always treat him so favorably?
"Boss Xue, the old man let you go."

In the company, Xue Zhongyang is the big "Mr. Xue", and Xue Jichang is the little "Mr. Xue" to show the difference.

"What do you want me to do?" Xue Jichang sneered.

Although the mother's two fingers were cut off, although they were reattached later, the anger was hard to get rid of, and he would have to get it back sooner or later!

He and Xue Zhongyang are irreconcilable!

With him without me, with me without him!

……

Hong Kong Matilda Hospital,

The news of Song Dezhi's pregnancy was still not hidden, and it was still spread when she was eight weeks pregnant.It was like throwing a boulder into the lake, stirring up waves of thousands of feet, and Xue's family was not peaceful.

Song Dezhi has been in Hong Kong for more than half a year, and no one from Xue's family has ever visited her. As soon as the news of her pregnancy came out, people came to visit her every day, making soup and delivering medicine, which is called enthusiasm.

"Xue Zhongyang, I didn't even know you had so many relatives."

In fact, Yue Weichao outside had already stopped many people for her, but Song Dezhi still had to meet a few people every day.

"We're leaving the hospital tomorrow and going home."

"Really?" Song Dezhi's eyes lit up, "Can I really go home?"

"real."

"Great. I've been wanting to go home for a long time, I'm going to grow hair here."

"Is it bad here?"

"It's good, but it's not my home after all. You haven't heard a word, a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse."

Xue Zhongyang frowned, why did his home become a kennel?
"When I get home, your relatives won't bother me, will they?"

"You don't like them?"

"I don't like it!" Song Dezhi never wanted to hide it in front of Xue Zhongyang, "I don't know what they are planning, but they look at me with contempt, but they pretend to be very enthusiastic. It's disgusting. I don't even eat the food they give me, I'm really afraid they'll put medicine in it."

(End of this chapter)