Chapter 686: Sitting on sour branches and sleeping on red sandalwood

Lu Zi'an gently kneaded her hand, and a fire seemed to burn in her eyes.

He has always been quiet and introverted, but after listening to his beloved's such frank love words, it is difficult to hold himself.

Under the affection and intoxication, the almost uncontrollable longing is simply gushing out.

Seeing a little embarrassed by Lu Zi'an's focused eyes, Shen Mange lowered his eyes slightly and bit his lip, but a smile slowly spread on his face.

The moonlight shone on the leaves, swaying.

Lu Zi'an finally couldn't help it, leaned over slightly, and kissed her soft lips.

The night was quiet.

Shen Mange's long eyelashes gently swept over Lu Zi'an's face, bringing him a new throbbing.

With a slight strain, his men pulled her over and sat on his lap.

No one came to disturb them, and they had a whole night to talk about their hearts.

The night was long and short, soft and hard.

They didn't deliberately hide their whereabouts when they came back, so although there were no media reports, privately, there were still many familiar people who knew the news.

Before seven o'clock the next morning, Zhuo Peng's mobile phone rang wildly.

Zhuo Peng closed his eyes and reached out to pick it up and glanced at it, and instantly sobered up.

Clearing his throat, he answered the phone: "Hello?"

"You stinky boy, you won't give me a breath when Zi'an comes back, right?" Old Man Zhuo's angry voice came, obviously suppressing three points of anger: "Everyone else knows, but I don't know!

He knew it.

Zhuo Peng looked at the time, it was almost time to get up, and turned on the amplification casually, while getting dressed, he said casually: "Don't keep learning some of these inconsensible Internet words from Zou Kai, I didn't mean not to tell you, it's just that he only came back yesterday, I don't know your character, as soon as I tell you, you will definitely come over yesterday, why bother, he has seven days off, you want to come and see him, just book a ticket today." ”

After speaking, he snorted coldly: "I've been in Changyan for so long, but I haven't heard that you flew over to find me because you wanted to see me." ”

Every time I came to do something, I glanced at him by the way, or I just called him back directly.

Old man Zhuo's old face turned red, and he couldn't be straight: "Very good, you guessed right, I'm at the airport now, and the cold wind is blowing here, there is no car here early in the morning, you quickly send someone to pick me up." ”

"......" Zhuo Peng's hand in his pants paused, gritted his teeth and said: "Grandpa! Do you know that you have high blood pressure! The doctor said that you can't ......"

"Hey, okay, okay, don't talk about it, hurry up, I'm wearing less, it's very cold in the morning!" Old man Zhuo hung up the phone urgently, took a sip of hot tea, and squinted his eyes comfortably: "Ah, that, waiter, this fried dumpling, let's have another one." ”

It tastes really good.

Zhuo Peng stroked his forehead, he really couldn't do anything about him.

He was just worried about his health, so he didn't tell him, thinking that he would inform him after booking a ticket today, he would be fine!

Alas, sure enough, the old and the young, the old man is like this? like a child.

And what can be done? It's not just petting.

He arranged for the driver to pick up his grandfather, and by the way, he informed the secretary that today's itinerary was all changed.

The two of them came to the Lu family, naturally the earliest, and Zhuo Peng also had breakfast.

Old Man Zhuo looked at the breakfast that was full of color and fragrance, and suddenly regretted the fried dumplings he was greedy for just now.

Seeing the longing in his eyes, Zhuo Peng glanced at him expressionlessly: "High blood lipids." ”

“…… I've eaten it!" Old man Zhuo was serious, but he finally pretended to be serious, and after seeing the coffee, he turned into a fatherly face: "Oh, coffee, come on, come on, I'll hug you, ouch, it's a lot heavier, I've had a good meal recently, right?"

Coffee is an orange cat, how smart and small it used to be, but now that is gone.

As the saying goes, nine out of ten orange cats are fat, and there is one collapse pit.

Coffee has been more than a month and a half, and it can not only collapse the pit, but even people can be overwhelmed.

But that doesn't detract from its cuteness.

Everyone talked around the coffee for a while, and Lu Zi'an finally came over from Wushuang Building.

He had obviously washed himself and looked refreshed.

Seeing Zhuo Peng and Old Man Zhuo, he was also very happy: "Long time no see, old man, you still look so energetic." ”

Old Man Zhuo happily raised his paw of coffee and waved: "We'll talk later, you can eat breakfast first!"

Anyway, there was a whole day, and he wasn't in a hurry.

When Lu Zi'an was eating breakfast, Lu's father and Mr. Zhuo talked about the furniture at home in a hurry.

This inevitably talks about wood or something: "If you want to talk about the bed, it's still better to be rosewood...... As for the table and chair, of course it's sour wood......"

Old Man Zhuo had a good conversation, and as he continued to talk about this, Dad Lu gradually became a little overwhelmed.

People are like this, no matter how skilled a skill was before, if it is not used for a long time, it will gradually lose its spirituality.

Dad Lu used to be quite skilled, but he hadn't carved for so long, and just looking at it, he still didn't have a deep enough experience.

His subtle gap, the old man was naturally quick to notice.

He laughed happily, understated, and said: "Sitting on sour branches, sleeping on red sandalwood, using chicken wings, and arranging ebony, if you can complete a set of furniture according to this chapter, it will be really ......."

Two smacks, a thousand words, all in this laughter.

Dad Lu also smiled and nodded, but he pondered Lu Zi'an's list in his heart.

Rosewood good moon carved bed

Eight-piece set of sour branch landscape scroll book sofa......

Originally, I felt that this list was deliberately compiled by Lu Zi'an to delay time, but now he has changed his mind.

That's it, it's difficult, it's easy for anyone to get married, not to mention that Zi'an and Manman are not easy, so they should put more effort into it.

Lu Zi'an naturally didn't know that during their conversation, his father's thoughts had changed.

After breakfast, I came over and chatted with Mr. Zhuo for a long time.

Talking about the changes in the industry in the past few years, Old Man Zhuo is in it, and he naturally has a deeper understanding than Shen Mange and others.

A few years ago, not to mention far, taking Changyan as an example, there were many clans, although it was not very obvious, but in fact, they all distinguished factions according to their surnames.

The craftsmen poured into each other, each guarding against each other.

For the sake of interests for a short time, they may also join forces, but in the blink of an eye, they are secretly stabbing knives and all kinds of calculations.

This terrible situation not only appears among peers, but also between master and apprentice.

At that time, these old guys were pessimistic.

Even if they are willing to change their minds, they can't change other people's opinions.

If they use their own skills to gamble on an unknown future, none of them have the courage.

Lu Zi'an's appearance is like a rain parachuted under the scorching sun.

It's early, it won't have this effect, and if it's late, it's really late.

Lu Zi'an, it's not too early or too late, it's just right.

At the right time, endless innovation has allowed this decline to be fully alleviated, and there is even a thriving scene.

Speaking of these, Old Man Zhuo was even more infinitely emotional: "...... Lao Chen, they can arrive in the morning, saying that they want to invite you to tea, I wonder if you are free today?"

Without waiting for Lu Zi'an to answer, he paused and added: "Actually, there is nothing else, but everyone wants to ask, what are you interested in the future...... What's the plan. ”