That's their master......

In the face of adversity, the king who came out.

"I guess. Lu Ahui touched his chin and smacked his lips: "It's not interesting to walk the same, after all, there is only one peerless son, and we have more than 20 people!"

How can you make it more fun?

"Come on, let's figure out how to ......"

couldn't listen any longer, Dad Lu covered his chest and silently moved upstairs.

His heart is in pieces!

At this time, Jin Yutong still didn't know that a catastrophe was coming, and he returned to the hotel with a toolbox in a very bad mood.

"Dad!" she looked around, found that he was not there, and said angrily, "I must have gone to play cards again!"

Her dad has no other hobbies, he likes to play cards, and he won't get up when nails fall from the sky on the table.

Recalling the crowd he received in the exhibition hall just now, Jin Yutong was so angry that he smashed all the things on the table.

"Why isn't it silver filigree! Why not!" she slammed the cup to the ground, torn apart.

Obviously, she did it, and the steps were not messy.

Why couldn't she be so naturally bound together as old man Ren, and why did her silver threads have gaps when they were entangled?

She pulled out a thin thread, obviously the wire drawing is so good, so complete, and it won't break if it is pulled out so long.

But as long as two silver wires are twisted together, there will inevitably be a gap in the middle.

If you pinch it hard, the silver wire will be flattened.

"It's impossible!" Jin Yutong hated and smashed the silver wire in his hand to the ground, and broke down and cried: "It's impossible to get them together without accessories!"

Thundered!

It hadn't rained for a long time, and suddenly it was pouring down.

Dark clouds covered the sky gloomily, pressing extremely low.

It is as if you can touch the sky as soon as you reach out, which makes people feel extremely depressed.

Jin Yutong looked out the window blankly, how familiar this scene was.

In her impression, she had vaguely seen such rain.

At that time, she was still very young, a teenage girl, tender enough to pinch out the water, and it was the most charming time.

Brother-in-law and sister are newly married, and she also goes to Ren's house to play during the holidays.

The newlyweds mix oil in their honey, how can they have time to care about her sister-in-law, so they simply let her play around.

Usually she goes around to have fun, but that day, it was also raining like this, and she couldn't go out, so she had fun by herself.

It seemed that fate was destined in the dark, so she pushed open the heavy door.

As soon as you step in, you will never recover.

At that time, she just tentatively stuck her head in and said cautiously: "Is there anyone?"

In the dimness, there was a cluster of firelight, and the old man sitting at the workbench pushed away his blindfold, turned his head, and smiled kindly: "Oh, it's Xiaotong, come in and sit." ”

The Ren family doesn't have much money, and everyone knows that.

Her sister took a fancy to the craftsmanship of the Ren family, and told her all the year round how beautiful the silver filigree was.

Jin Yutong actually disagreed in his heart.

Silver only, how can gold be good?

Not to mention that it will be dark after wearing it for a long time, and the color is not very good-looking.

It's miserable and white, it's too heavy to get too much, and it's stingy if it's too little.

How can there be gold that is beautiful, any one worn is golden, and it looks very good.

As a result, as soon as he said this, Old Man Ren laughed: "Your point of view is very novel, interesting, really interesting, elegant and vulgar, everyone's point of view is different, hey, I have to write this down." ”

Probably because the two chatted very closely, and Old Man Ren didn't kick her out for the first time.

In the words of Mr. Ren, it is: "It's raining anyway, it's good to chat and rest." ”

In the end, he couldn't survive her entanglement, and the old man finally agreed to make silver filigree for her.

An ugly lump of silver, with a hole in it.

Stretch it out and tap it slowly with a small hammer, gently twisting your fingers.

The process of filigree is far more complicated than ordinary people imagine.

A truly skilled master can twist silver threads thinner than a human hair.

The little girl, who was a little innocent and had little respect for the craft, was just curious, tilted her head and watched as if the man had turned into magic, pulling the ugly piece of silver into filaments.

This kind of silver thread, which is harder than cotton silk and softer than a needle, is wound and flown in those hands that are not dexterous.

Every movement is just right, it seems to be entangled, but it is not.

Pinch the tip with tweezers and slowly hold the silver wire in place.

The silver thread that hangs down in your hand can be woven into a small flower.

The petals were unlike anything she had ever seen, they were all filaments, stretching out towards the sky.

With a tactful and charming arc, it gives people a delicate and fragile feeling.

It's not so much a petal as a whisker.

But this kind of flower, which blooms somewhat randomly, is more soul-stirring than any flower.

It was a kind of dazzling, almost bewitching beauty.

"This flower is so beautiful. The little girl was overjoyed, and her eyes were crooked into crescents with a smile: "Uncle Ren, what kind of flower is this, can you give it to me?"

At that time, the old man Ren was in the prime of life, and then smiled calmly: "...... This flower is not very auspicious, I will send you a more beautiful one. ”

The little girl was a little unhappy, but she quickly laughed again with an elegant peony blooming between her fingers.

After all, he was a guest at someone else's house, and if he was unhappy, he would endure it silently.

But that strange-shaped flower took root in my heart from that moment on.

Its whiskers pierced into her heart mercilessly, sucking her essence and thriving.

Day after day, it has almost become an obsession in her heart......

Bang!

The rain was pouring down, and the wind swept through the closed windows and raindrops poured in frantically.

Father Jin came back soaking wet in such a harsh environment.

"You damn girl, you don't know how to send me an umbrella in such a heavy rain!" He was extremely angry, and when he came in and saw the debris on the ground, he suddenly felt distressed and twitched: "You want to die, right......?

Rumble!

There was no light in the house, and a bolt of lightning struck the world.

He looked at the light and saw Jin Yutong's hideous face in front of the window, and he was immediately frightened and took a step back.

"I, I'm going to call someone to clean up!" he fled, not even daring to come in and change his clothes.

Jin Yutong, who was interrupted from his thoughts, pulled the corners of his mouth and looked out the window again.

The rain was so heavy.

……

The Lu family.

"The rain won't stop for a while today. Lu Zi'an closed the window, but took his clothes and went downstairs.

Lu's father, who was secretly wondering what posture to use to face him, quickly noticed his movement and stopped him before he went out: "Why are you going? Crazy, isn't it? It's raining so heavily!"

"Manman didn't bring an umbrella. Lu Zi'an shook the key: "It's about to be out of school, I'll pick her up." ”

That's right.

Dad Lu let go of his hand and said a little unnaturally: "Then you should be careful......

"Dad, don't worry, I won't catch a cold. "Lu Zi'an knows very well that the timing is very critical now, and he must not stay in Changyan.

"I'm not worried about you!" Dad Lu's dead duck had a hard mouth and snorted: "I mean be careful, don't let Manman catch a cold!"

Lu Zi'an handed over a knowing look, noncommittal.

After taking two steps, he fell back and looked at him steadily.

Feeling furious by him, Lu's father paused for two seconds, and immediately blew his beard and glared and scolded: "Look at what!"

"Dad, why don't you go to Xi'an with me?" Lu Zi'an said with a smile: "Just bring your mother with you, haven't you always wanted to see the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang." ”

"That ......"

The disciples who were eavesdropping on the side secretly speculated: Didn't they go there that time? Or did they have something to look at about that thing?

No matter what it was, Dad Lu didn't say it.

He subconsciously wanted to refute, wanted to refuse, he didn't go, he wanted to stay in Changyan.

Because he was afraid that the wolf cubs would stir up a big matter, a skin monkey pierced the sky, and a group of skin monkeys ......

He couldn't imagine the consequences.

However, if the words of refusal are in the throat, you just can't say it.

"Brother An's love ......"

"If you weren't his father, but his uncle, would he be like that?"

"You should understand him. ”

“……”

Zou Kai's words stabbed him back and forth in the heart.

In every word, the meaning revealed is nothing more than that: you are dragging him back.

Looking at the corners of his son's eyes that were still young but already slightly tired, Lu Jianwei couldn't say anything more.

"I ......" Lu Jianwei suffered incomparably in his heart, and many pictures flashed in front of him.

Knowing the son is more than the father.

Lu Zi'an made such a request at this moment, and it would definitely not be just on the surface, taking him on a trip.

But although he knew it very well in his heart, he couldn't find it.

What would happen if he stayed in Changyan?

This group of apprentices, led by Ying Xuan, will challenge those pedantic conservatives.

It was obviously a thing that Wanfu was referring to, but Lu Zi'an sent them to do it.

None of them flinched, and they were all excited.

Such a group of uncontrolled wolf cubs will definitely not show any mercy to their subordinates.

What will he do then?

Persuade?

If you can persuade you, you can't call it old-fashioned.

Lu Jianwei thought about his possible fate: not only could he not persuade anyone, but he was also likely to be beaten upside down.

Either persuade Ying Xuan to take the initiative to apologize, or force them to apologize and quit.

And he didn't want both.

Lu Jianwei was shocked and found that he really couldn't stay in Changyan anymore.

Thinking about this clearly, he looked at his son's eyes again, and it was a little complicated and ...... Vaguely smug: "Okay." ”

See, this is a last resort, but his son!

Although, he didn't even let go of his old son!

Dad Lu, who came back to his senses, took off his slippers and pulled them over: "You melon baby! Even your old man calculates!"

Lu Zi'an had already walked into the rain, looked at the shoes that fell to him, paused, and raised his feet.

The force was neither light nor heavy, just kicking the slippers into the flower bed at the root of the wall.

The rain was pouring down, and his father's favorite slippers were a lump of mud in the blink of an eye.

"You melon baby, pick up the shoes for me!" Lu's father, who was independent of the golden rooster, jumped straight at the door of the house, and the wind was messy.