The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 835 Yan Jiangshan’s Birthday

After hanging up the phone.

Shen Qing strolled around casually again.

Suddenly I saw Zhang Wenwen.

"Wenwen, why are you here?"

"Isn't it the old man's birthday tonight? I plan to pick out a birthday present for him."

Shen Qing smiled and said, "Oh, what a coincidence."

"Cousin, you are here to pick out a birthday present for Grandpa, right?"

"Yeah, but I've already made my choice."

Zhang Wenwen curled her lips and asked, "Cousin, what did you buy?"

"I bought a massage chair, which I think is very suitable for his age."

"Well, since you bought a massage chair, I'll go look for something else, cousin. Why don't you accompany me?"

"Okay!"

Shen Qing accompanied Zhang Wenwen to continue choosing gifts for Yan Jiangshan.

As they walked, they suddenly passed by a calligraphy and painting exhibition hall.

Zhang Wenwen suddenly stopped.

"I heard from Xiaopeng that the old man also likes to collect calligraphy and paintings. Let's go here and help him choose one."

Shen Qing nodded, "Yeah!"

Then the two people walked in.

Sunlight filtered through the quaint window lattices, spilling onto the elegant floor of Hanmo Studio. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of ink and the unique, rustic aroma of rice paper. Zhang Wenwen tiptoed in, her eyes carefully searching the dazzling array of calligraphy and paintings.

She first paused before several modern landscape paintings. The paintings were brightly colored and skillfully executed, but she felt as if something was missing.

Zhang Wenwen curled her lips. "Actually, I don't really understand it either, I just understand a little bit. I don't know what kind of calligraphy and painting he likes."

Shen Qing said, "Don't worry, we'll take our time to choose. As long as it's a gift from you, he'll definitely like it."

"All right!"

Then they turned around a display case and an ink painting caught her attention.

It was a painting called "Fishing in a Stream and Mountains". The painter used only a few strokes to sketch out the distant dark mountains, the ripples on the nearby water, a small boat moored in the middle of the river, and an old man fishing with a leisurely and contented look on his face.

The picture is simple and ethereal, the ink colors are appropriately thick and thin, and the blank spaces give people endless imagination.

Zhang Wenwen's heart was captured at once. She seemed to be able to feel the tranquility and peace in the painting, which was in line with the life mood that Yan Jiangshan yearned for in his daily life.

"Cousin, what do you think of this painting?"

Shen Qing observed it carefully and said, "This painting is quite suitable for him."

She quietly called the clerk over and carefully asked about the painter's background and the creative concept of the painting.

Upon learning that this was a masterpiece of the later years of an old but somewhat famous painter, with skillful brushwork and profound artistic conception, Zhang Wenwen felt more at ease.

She took a closer look at the texture of the rice paper and touched the edges of the mounting to confirm the exquisite craftsmanship and the perfect preservation.

"Let's take this one." Zhang Wenwen's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

The clerk helped her dress up.

Then Zhang Wenwen paid the money and left.

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night.

In the sea view room.

After Shen Qing, Yan Bei, An An and Kang Kang arrived.

Soon, Zhang Wenwen, Liu Xiaopeng and their family arrived.

At this moment, Yan Jiangshan saw the uncontrollable smiles on the children's faces.

……

Night falls.

Only the closest family members gathered together to celebrate Yan Jiangshan's birthday.

In the center of the living room, the long solid wood dining table that usually looks a bit serious is now covered with a plain beige tablecloth. In the center is a not luxurious but exquisite and lovely cream cake with number candles on it that symbolize the passage of time. Next to it are a few bright red strawberries and emerald green mint leaves.

The soft warm yellow light poured down, casting a soft halo on everyone's face.

Then the doorbell rang suddenly.

Butler Liu opened the door.

A massage chair was suddenly placed at the door.

Shen Qing walked over.

After signing for it, the staff moved it in.

Shen Qing looked at Yan Jiangshan and said, "Dad, this is my birthday gift to you, a massage chair. I hope you like it. You can use it to massage and relieve fatigue."

Yan Jiangshan smiled and said, "Okay, of course I like it."

Then Zhang Wenwen stood up again and took out the painting that she had carefully selected today from the side.

Handing it to Yan Jiangshan, "Dad, I know you like collecting calligraphy and paintings. This painting was selected by my cousin and me. I hope you like it."

"Great, I like it very much."

At this time, An An and Kang Kang also took out the greeting cards they made.

"Grandpa, this is the card we sent to you. We wish you a long life and good health."

"Okay, Grandpa, thank you so much."

Yangyang also took out a painting he had drawn.

"Grandpa, this painting I drew is of Grandpa."

Yan Jiangshan's mouth never lowered, "Grandpa likes your paintings too."

"You guys are really great." Yan Jiangshan praised. "Okay, let's get started."

He sat in the main seat, looking at his grandson who was chattering and busy taking pictures of the cake across from him, and then looked at his son and daughter-in-law.

He suddenly felt that this moment was so happy.

……

At this time, Yan Bei said, "Dad, it's time to blow out the candles and make a wish."

"it is good."

Everyone fell silent, looking at him expectantly. The old chairman took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and clasped his hands together.

The candlelight danced across his wrinkled face, illuminating his pious expression. Perhaps he wished for the safety of his children and grandchildren, or perhaps he simply hoped that this simple happiness would last forever.

"Whoosh!" All the candles were blown out in one breath, and the living room immediately erupted in cheerful applause and "Happy Birthday!" The children clapped their hands excitedly and clamored for cake.

There are no complicated procedures, no interruptions from outsiders, just the family happily sharing the cake and chatting about family matters.

From interesting things in the company to the studies of grandchildren, from memories of the past to expectations for the future, every topic revolves around this family and is full of strong family affection.

Liu Xiaopeng raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's all toast. I hope Dad will be in good health and live as long as the Southern Mountains."

"cheers……"