After graduating from university, Lu Zi'an started working, and smoothly reached the level of a manager. He also had a girlfriend, who was so proud that many friends even called him a winner in life.

But no one expected that he would suddenly quit his job at a critical period of his career, saying that he would go back to inherit his father's business and study wood carving skills.

Everyone didn't understand, especially as his girlfriend, Huo Shiya, who was even more difficult to accept, and the two quarreled and parted ways.

After completing the procedures, Lu Zian specially asked her to come to the cafe and wanted to have a good talk with her.

When Lu Zi'an arrived, Huo Shiya had arrived long ago and even ordered coffee.

Today, she has exquisite makeup and is wearing a big red tight dress. Her long curly hair like seaweed is dyed with light chestnut color, making her look charming and beautiful.

The two were speechless. The quarrel had exhausted each other's strength, and in the end, Lu Zi'an spoke first.

"Shiya..."

Huo Shiya raised her hand to stop him and said directly: "I know, you feel uncomfortable if something happened to your father. Let's do this. I agree to take him to Yanghai City. Can you stop quitting?"

Lu Zian had to explain to her again: "Shiya, it has nothing to do with whether she comes to Yanghai City or not. The main reason is that my father can't hold a carving knife in his hand. You know, he is a craftsman, and this is really a devastating blow to him..."

"If you can't take it, don't take it. It doesn't cost much anyway." Huo Shiya couldn't understand at all and frowned and said, "I'm not the kind of unreasonable person. I have no objection to you who give a sum of money to your parents every month."

"My salary is basically not much. If my parents come to live for a long time, I can't afford such a large amount of expenses." Lu Zian sighed: "I told you that my wood arts are passed down, and so are my grandfather..."

He was basically all his money was spent by her... Huo Shiya was a little guilty and interrupted him impatiently: "I know, your grandfather is a master of craftsmanship, but what does this have to do with you? If you have to take over your father's work, then, just like before, you buy some wood and some knives, and you can do whatever you want after work. I won't disturb you, okay?"

It feels completely unreasonable.

"As a designer, I basically have to work overtime every day. I work overtime until very late every day. Where can I still have the energy to practice when I go back?" Lu Zi'an was exhausted: "Shiya, my dad really needs a spiritual pillar at this moment, I..."

"If your father is important, I don't matter?" Huo Shiya tightly pinched the spoon in her hand, and tears were almost falling: "My mother was asking me yesterday when I would get married. Lu Zi'an, after a year and a half, are you just treating me like this?"

Lu Zian was speechless.

"sorry……"

"I don't need you to say sorry!" Huo Shiya stared at him: "I'll ask, are you really going back!"

On one side is his girlfriend and on the other side is his father, Lu Zian was in a dilemma.

Thinking of his mother's tears when she parted, his father looked hopeless with a hint of hope in despair, he closed his eyes: "Yes."

The most fear of the sudden quiet air.

Huo Shiya bit her lip and was stunned for a while, as if she couldn't believe that Lu Zian, who had always been obedient to her, would actually reject her.

After a while, she came to her senses and raised her hand to splash the coffee on him, "Okay, you're cruel! I'll tell you, we broke up! Lu Zi'an, I'm the one who dumped you! Hold those rotten wood and beat him for the rest of your life!"

“…”

She left angrily, and many people around her looked at this side.

The tip of his tongue touched the coffee on his lips, making his heart thrust.

Lu Zi'an slowly wiped the coffee on his face with a tissue, stared at the cup with his eyes down for a while, and was silent for a long time, and finally he only sighed quietly.

Sure enough, they broke up again. After more than a year together, Huo Shiya said that she had broken up for at least 300 times...

Lu Zian didn't complain about her decision, because all of this was his choice.

If it were the past, he would have coaxed him, but if his father had such a big deal, she didn't even mean to visit his father. Every time he talked about this, she was very impatient. The two of them had a fight over this matter, and he always gave in. He was too tired.

He really has feelings for her, but he can't watch his father die.

His father had an accident and had a fracture in his right hand. Although he had a bone, the doctor said he could never pick up the carving knife like he used to.

For him, who had been born for wood art all his life, it was like a double blow, and his whole body collapsed in an instant.

In order to cheer him up, Lu Zian took his carving knife and rekindled his hope of resurrecting his life. He was already at the end of his strength and could no longer withstand any blows.

Except for sending a message to Huo Shiya, Lu Zian did not contact anyone else.

In the evening, he quietly left Yanghai City where he had lived for several years and returned to his hometown.

Time flies for two years. On the morning of early winter, when many people are still sleeping, Lu Zian has already gotten up and started a busy day.

He opened the live broadcast room, placed his phone on the table, adjusted the picture to face his hand and began to carve it.

There was no one in the live broadcast room, he was carving quietly alone, slashing after knife.

Not long after, several people came in the live broadcast room and sent a barrage, but they quit angrily because Lu Zian did not respond at all.

When the carving was completed, Lu Zi'an gently blew the wood chips, looked at them for a while, but still shook his head sadly.

Not yet ready...

Lu Zian took his cell phone, and then he was able to look through the barrage in front.

[I heard that you are Master Lu’s grandson?]

[A liar? Is the master's grandson doing so badly?]

[Tsk tsk, I can’t study or work, I can’t do it live broadcast of cutting wood, and I’ll make people laugh so hard.]

[Hey, anchor, I heard you are still from a key university? What university is it? Are you at home hiring?]

There are also a few rebuttals from the audience who have been watching Lu Zi'an carving, but later when they saw Lu Zi'an, they did not respond, and some of the other party's scolding involved real privacy, the house manager directly blocked those people.

Lu Zian looked at it and said that the last speech was half an hour ago. Several people in the live broadcast room were probably hanging up.

"Okay, the morning live broadcast will be here for the time being, we will see you in the afternoon." Lu Zi'an said calmly and directly withdrew from the live broadcast.

He pursed his lips and held his phone tightly, and his lowered eyes were filled with wind and clouds.

Lu Yunjing, a famous Chinese master, is especially good at nuclear carving. Even though he was later lingering in sick beds, people often came to visit him.

The two sons are also very successful. Although the eldest son Lu Jianwei is not talented, he is diligent and honest, and has gradually made a name for himself in the industry.

The youngest son Lu Jianfeng was not very patient, but his mind was so brilliant that he made the old man happy. Later, he gave birth to the grandson of the Lu family, and the old man became even more partial.

As the saying goes, the youngest son and the eldest grandson are the lifeblood of the old man.

Lu Jianfeng and the others occupied both ends, no wonder Lu Yunjing made a will after his death, leaving most of his property to them.

The eldest son Lu Jianwei was only assigned to an old house. If he hadn't been his skills, he would have to drink the northwest wind.

And Lu Jianwei, who everyone sympathized with, happened to be Lu Zian's father.

To make matters worse, he had an accident, so Lu Zian had to resign and return to Changyan City to concentrate on studying his skills.

well……

Lu Zian gently stroked the carving knife and slowly closed his eyes.

This is ingenuity...

The requirements for art need to be harsh and restless, so that one can settle down. Only by having a spirit of dedication, strictness and pursuit of excellence can one become a master among the masters.

In a prosperous city, people's hearts are floating. Since he has decided to embark on this path, he must get rid of distracting thoughts. Yanghai City is too flashy and not suitable for him to sharpen his state of mind.

Unfortunately, no one understands it.

His sigh was covered by the howling wind, and just as he was packing his emotions and getting ready to get up to cook, he suddenly heard a strange mechanical sound.

[The mood meets the requirements. The craftsman master system requests binding. Is it bound?]

Craftsman Master System? Lu Zian suddenly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!