The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 495 A steadfast dog of a man, a fleeting shrimp-peeling woman.

"Sister Sheng, why are you inviting me to dinner at your home today?"

At Zhuge Liang's home, Wen Sheng helped set the table while asking with a smile.

He received a call from the other party near the end of his workday, asking if he would like to come over for dinner that evening.

He had originally been thinking about Xinling's matter, but since he had received an invitation from Attorney Zhuge, he naturally had to put other things aside.

Anyway, it wasn't anything urgent to begin with.

So after he got off work, he also brought Dali back from school.

After placing the last dish of shredded pork with green peppers on the table, Zhuge Dasheng said, "You haven't come to our house for a meal since the New Year this year. Dali was talking about it the other day. Since the law firm isn't busy today, I decided to invite you over."

"Is that right?"

Wen Sheng looked surprised, but quickly glanced at Zhuge Dali beside him.

At first, Dali was a little confused. Had he been talking about it these past two days?

But she quickly nodded and said, "Uncle, it's no fun for me to play games by myself if you don't come over."

"You should have said so earlier, I'd love to have a match with you later."

Wen Sheng smiled, and when the three of them sat down to eat, Attorney Zhuge spoke up again: "By the way, don't bring flowers next time you come over, it doesn't look good."

"..."

Wen Sheng, who was about to pick up some food, paused and looked at the bunch of tulips on the coffee table.

Well, since I've come all this way today, I can't come empty-handed.

But bringing a gift would seem too formal, so after thinking about it, he bought a bouquet of flowers instead.

“It was Dali who brought this up.” The scoundrel immediately pulled out a shield. “On the way here, I passed by a flower shop and Dali mentioned that after the previous flowers withered and were thrown away, I felt like something was missing from my home, so I bought another bouquet.”

"..."

Dali, who was eating vegetables, was stunned again. Had he said that?
After thinking about it carefully, she remembered that she did mention it, but that was because Wen Sheng had steered the conversation in that direction, and she just mentioned it casually on her own, and then the other person said that they might as well buy another bouquet.

After seeing her mother's questioning gaze, Zhuge Dali swallowed the food in her mouth and nodded.

This is nothing serious!
Attorney Zhuge breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was the 21st century, there was an old saying that a widow's door was always full of gossip. It was bound to have some impact if men kept coming over with flowers.

"It won't happen next time."

After leaving such a nonchalant remark, Zhuge Liang's expression finally calmed down completely.

But then Wen Sheng chuckled and said, "Okay, next time Dali will carry it back."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Dasheng's eyelids twitched. Just as he was about to say something, Wen Sheng continued, "I originally wanted to buy two potted plants, but I guess you don't have much time to take care of them. The flowers you put in the vase before withered within two days. Perfect timing. This time, I'll teach Dali how to arrange flowers. They'll not only look good, but they'll also live longer."

Upon hearing this, Attorney Zhuge looked at him with surprise.

"You know flower arranging?"

"I know a little bit," Wen Sheng said modestly.

There was once a woman full of artistic flair who not only taught her how to sculpt clay figures, but also taught her many other skills.

Perhaps only a woman like her can more easily cultivate an increasingly outstanding temperament in these leisurely pursuits.

A person is more beautiful than a flower; this is certainly true.

“Anyway, Dali wants to learn everything, so I might as well teach her this,” Wen Sheng said with a smile. “It will also help her calm down while learning.”

After a pause, Wen Sheng looked at Lawyer Zhuge in front of him and said, "Sister Sheng, you can give it a try when you have time."

"I……"

Zhuge Dasheng sensed a peculiar meaning in the other person's eyes. He subconsciously wanted to say that he didn't have that much time, but the words that came out of his mouth were, "Okay."

After ending that topic, the three of them chatted casually about law firms, apartments, and schools while eating. The rising moon outside the window gently bathed the room in its light, and from a distance, the room looked like a warm and cozy scene of a family of three having dinner.

After eating for a while, Zhuge Dasheng noticed something strange and couldn't help but ask, "Wensheng, why aren't you eating any shrimp? Are you allergic? Dali has already eaten almost half of them."

"Oh, I'm not good at peeling shrimp," Wen Sheng said calmly.

Throughout history, men have always been particularly flexible when it comes to principles and bottom lines, sometimes high and sometimes low, and sometimes they have no bottom line or principles at all.

But if there's one principle he's always adhered to, it's definitely not peeling shellfish himself when eating them.

Men who are incapable of peeling shells are a constant, while women who help peel them come and go... Hmm, pretty dog-like.

In almost every lifetime, women complain about this flaw of his: he's quite adept at peeling an egg normally, but when it comes to eating shrimp or crab, his hands feel like they've been deboned.

At first, they thought this scoundrel didn't like the food and that's why he wouldn't touch it, but after peeling it, he ate it with great relish...

Over time, they went from complaining about this quirk of the "dog men" to getting used to it.

Ironically, in each of his lifetimes, the most obvious thing that the scoundrel brought to those women, besides their ever-improving physical condition, was their increased skill in peeling shells.

For example, Ms. Nuo regretted her divorce right away. At first, she only helped him peel shells to win him back, but later she found that he was completely unable to peel them himself. She had to give him a good scolding before he gradually developed the habit.

After all, they were once husband and wife. Nuolan even complained that this scoundrel was incredibly quick at undressing her and unhooking her bra with one hand, as if he were limp when peeling a lobster.

As for Yu Mo, she never complained, but she only had the opportunity to peel shells for Wen Sheng when the two of them were having meals together in private, so her skill level was the lowest.

At this moment, at Zhuge Dasheng's house, Lawyer Zhuge looked at him strangely. This man knew a lot of things and was even more skilled in his hands. How come he couldn't peel shrimp?

Dali, on the other hand, was very loyal to his friends. Although he was also surprised that this seemingly omnipotent uncle couldn't do something as simple as peeling shrimp, he still said:

"Uncle, let me peel it for you. Haha, I never thought there was something I'm good at that you're not!"

"It's okay, you should eat your meal," Wen Sheng politely declined. "I don't really like shrimp."

"..."

Attorney Zhuge glanced at him. Since things had come to this point, even though the other party was now quite familiar with his family and could no longer be considered a guest, it wouldn't be right for him to just stand by and watch.

So she said, "Okay, Dali, hurry up and eat. You're always the slowest eater, and you never eat more vegetables."

After a pause, she looked at Wen Sheng and said, "I'll peel two for you to try. I specially picked out these shrimp from the market."

"Really? Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Saint." The scoundrel immediately said with a grin.

After Attorney Zhuge peeled three pieces of shrimp and put them in his bowl, Wen Sheng immediately put them in his mouth.

"It's delicious, Sister Sheng. After eating the shrimp you made, I realized that I don't dislike shrimp as much as I used to."

"..."

Zhuge Dasheng, who had just picked up his chopsticks to continue eating, couldn't help but glance at him again after hearing this.

Seeing the expression on this guy's face, Attorney Zhuge silently put down his chopsticks and went to get the shrimp from the plate.

"By the way, Uncle, we haven't gone camping in ages. When are we going again? I'm thinking of going fishing again." After a while, Zhuge Dali, who was almost full, suddenly remembered this and asked.

Upon hearing this, Wen Sheng looked at Lawyer Zhuge, who was still peeling shrimp across from him, and said, "I'm available anytime."

Zhuge Dasheng hesitated slightly, her fingers a little sore from peeling the fruit, but after looking at the two people, one big and one small, staring at her, she thought for a moment and said, "Next month, I should have time next month."

"next month?!"

Zhuge Dali's face lit up with surprise, and she turned to look at Wen Sheng, asking, "Are we going to Dianshan Lake next month?"

"Let's change it. Didn't we say we'd go to Sheshan last year?" Wen Sheng smiled and asked again, "Is Sister Sheng okay with it?"

Upon hearing this, Dali also looked at his mother, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Attorney Zhuge glanced at them a few times, then bent down and handed them the peeled shrimp meat.

"As long as you've reached an agreement, that's fine."

……

Apartment 3601.

The study door opened, and Zhang Wei came out and asked Hu Yifei, who was watching TV on the sofa, "Yifei, do you have any books about archaeology here?"

"Archaeology?" Hu Yifei, who was munching on an apple, was taken aback.

"Yes, for example, 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' and 'The Grave Robbers' Chronicles'."

"..."

Hu Yifei couldn't help but look at this oddball in the apartment again and again before finally saying with a speechless expression, "These two you're talking about, are they considered books on archaeology?"

"Isn't it all just going down into tombs to dig for things?" Zhang Wei said matter-of-factly. "Why doesn't it count?"

"Oh, I don't have those books here." Hu Yifei turned her gaze back to the television in front of her. "You'll have to look for them online yourself."

"I saw it!"

Zhang Wei's answer surprised Hu Yifei: "But I think it's more convenient for me to take notes and write down my thoughts if I read a physical book."

"..."

Hu Yifei lost interest in watching TV and couldn't help but ask Zhang Wei, "Zhang Wei, are you alright? Are you planning to quit being a lawyer and become a tomb raider?"

"no!"

Zhang Wei initially denied it, then revealed a smile that looked embarrassed from afar but rather lewd up close.

"I met a girl today."

"She's a tomb raider?"

"No, she is...an archaeologist."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Yifei was taken aback: "You're dating an archaeologist? That's impressive, Zhang Wei!"

"No, no, no, it's not even close to happening yet!"

Zhang Wei's smile grew even wider, but he kept denying it, saying, "We just met. We went to see 'The Mummy 3' together today."

"You went to the movies together, so what did she think of you?"

"I feel great, we get along really well," Zhang Wei chuckled. "So I'd like to brush up on my knowledge in this area so we'll have more in common to talk about later."

To be honest, after seeing Jian Ning today, Zhang Wei really didn't expect that she was actually an archaeologist.

When I first saw how beautiful and elegant she was, I thought she was a flight attendant or a model.

Moreover, besides archaeology, the other party has also written three monographs, which is simply...perfect!
What made Zhang Wei happiest was that when he chatted with Jian Ning this time, he didn't become tongue-tied like he used to when he tried to strike up a conversation with girls.

This feeling of comfort made my already racing heart beat even faster.

After watching the movie today, he kept replaying the feeling of his heart racing in his mind.

And this feeling also told him that Jian Ning was the soulmate he had been waiting for.

"Even if you want to improve your archaeological knowledge, you should at least find some professional books to read. What's the use of reading tomb raiding novels?" Hu Yifei complained.

"Of course I know I should read professional books. Jian Ning herself has written them, but when I tried to read them, I found that I couldn't understand them at all."

Zhang Wei sighed and said helplessly, "When I clicked on the recommended link next to the webpage, I accidentally clicked on 'The Grave Robbers' Chronicles'. I found that this stuff is still the most enjoyable to watch."

"..."

Hu Yifei rolled her eyes, utterly speechless at Zhang Wei's antics.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Wei said seriously, "Actually, I don't think we necessarily have to talk about very professional topics. If I read tomb raiding novels, she can help me correct some of my mistakes when we chat. This will show that I am interested in this area, and it will also make her find it interesting. When she helps me correct my mistakes, it will also demonstrate her professionalism."

"..."

This time, Hu Yifei looked at Zhang Wei with even more surprise. She looked him up and down several times before saying, "What's going on, Zhang Wei? Has your brain suddenly opened up?"

"hey-hey."

Zhang Wei's smile grew even more smug.

This inspiration came from his conversation with Jian Ning today. When Jian Ning mentioned the excavation of Cao Cao's tomb, he shared some outrageous online rumors, which made Jian Ning laugh.

Such claims as "Speak of Cao Cao and he will be robbed," "The discovery of Cao Cao's tomb was all thanks to the demolition office," and "Two skulls were found in Cao Cao's tomb, one of Cao Cao and one of Cao Cao as a child"...

These obviously fake media hype stories didn't make Jian Ning feel that her profession was being tarnished; on the contrary, she found them quite interesting.

So Zhang Wei figured he couldn't quickly acquire knowledge in archaeology anyway, so he decided to take a roundabout approach and chat with Jian Ning more easily and enjoyably through the content of tomb raiding novels.

……

So, the next day, at the Xiao Nan Guo restaurant.

Having spared no expense in treating everyone to a meal, Zhang Wei looked at Jian Ning, who was dressed smartly and appropriately. After suppressing his excitement and chatting casually for a while, he lowered his voice and said:
"Jian Ning, may I ask you a question about archaeology?"

"Ok?"

Jian Ning, who was cutting her steak, glanced at the mysterious Zhang Wei and nodded: "Of course, what do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask..." Zhang Wei glanced around, then looked at Jian Ning and asked, "Did you encounter any zombies when you were doing tomb raiding?"

……

While Zhang Wei was discussing professional "archaeology" knowledge with Jian Ning, Wen Sheng was also approaching his soon-to-be new employee.

"Huh? You're my boss?" Xinling looked at Wen Sheng in front of her with a blank expression.

(End of this chapter)