Judging from this attitude, his father was so angry.

Lu Zian lifted his clothes and sat down opposite him: "Dad, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me?" Lu's father looked ugly and glared at him, "Why didn't you discuss with me in advance about Baigongmen? You know that your grandfather's whole life is to carry forward the Lu family's skills. Even if you found it, you should also create Lu wood carvings and Lu jade carvings. What's going on with Baigongmen?"

The others were silent as they heard the movements coming from the building.

Lu's mother wanted to go in and persuade him, but thinking about the fact that when the father and son had the most quarrel, Lu's father was still reluctant to let him go in the end, but he was angry that Lu Zi'an made a fuss and refused to see him, but nothing happened. This time the situation was not as serious as it was at that time. It should be... okay.

It’s better to solve the problem of men by using men’s methods.

But unexpectedly, there was no sound of fighting in the study.

Lu Zi'an's eyes passed over the famous post, and he reached out and gently stroked the famous post.

"The people above are all people who have had contact with grandpa, right?" Lu Zian asked back without answering: "Dad, do you think my skills are really passed on to me by grandpa?"

this!

As if he was pointed to the key acupoint, Dad Lu suddenly became depressed.

His expression changed several times, he took a deep breath, and his tone softened: "I have been thinking about this all the time..."

This problem has troubled him for a long time.

He knew his children best. He understood how much Lu Zian had before.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Zian will naturally have a bright future, but no matter how diligent he is, he can get the title of master at least in his forty.

It's like this that it's famous all over the world in just two or three years, and I can't even think about it...

But in fact, Lu Zian's skills have improved by leaps and bounds since the beginning of that horse.

Parents are naturally happy when their children have a promising future, but as Lu Zi'an's reputation rises, Lu's father is becoming more and more worried.

It's so cold at a high place...

He would rather be safe and sound for his design major, marry a wife and have a child, and live as happy as most ordinary people.

"Although outsiders think you are accumulating strength, I know, you..." Dad Lu frowned and hesitated: "The qualifications are good, but they are not as good as geniuses."

This matter has been under his heart, like a timely bomb.

I don’t know when it will explode, which has troubled Lu’s father to sleep for many days.

"Yes." Lu Zian admitted calmly. He lowered his eyes and gently tapped his fingers on the table: "I have a special reason."

"What's the reason?" Lu's father had already started to make up for his brain.

"I'm sorry." Lu Zian looked calm: "I can't say it."

I'll go!

Dad Lu widened his eyes and reached out to point him: "Okay, you guy, keep it a secret, right?"

"It's really not." Lu Zi'an pulled his hair and leaned in the chair: "I have a reason I can't say. Anyway... I don't violate any regulations, nor did I steal it."

Dad Lu didn't say anything anymore, just stared at him.

He knew Lu Zi'an's faults very well. He was very stubborn and was easy to talk, but once he made up his mind, he would never be able to pry open his mouth.

After thinking for a long time, Lu's father said with a gloomy face: "Then what does this have to do with Baigong Sect?"

After hearing this, Lu Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, his father has accepted his statement and will not focus on this matter anymore.

"Because my skills did not come from my grandfather's teaching, it would be a bit unfair to other skills." Lu Zi'an touched his forehead with his hand and smiled: "We in Fu'an Province have many skills, such as wood carvings, jade carvings, kernel carvings, shadow puppetry, Hunan embroidery, etc. If you classify them carefully, there will be no less than a hundred kinds."

Dad Lu listened carefully and thought seriously.

"What I want to do is to build Fu'an into a cultural city. Our Hunan workers are no longer a noun attached, but a well-known business card in Fu'an Province!" Lu Zi'an pointed his fingertips on the famous post: "Like Dongyang wood carvings, as long as they mention them, they will think of Dongyang. I hope that when people mention me, Lu Zi'an, the first thing they think of when they think of me is not how powerful I am, but how powerful our Hunan workers are!"

A person's role is limited. A person's life is only a few decades. Although Lu Zi'an is now very famous, what about the future?

If it cannot be developed into an industry, even if it can't be maintained in the end, it can only last for a hundred years.

What about a hundred years later?

The prosperity will decline, just like fireworks, spending the brightest moment. Without follow-up measures, even a few more systems will not be saved.

Looking at Lu Zi'an's firm eyebrows and eyes, Lu's father felt very comfortable in body and mind.

It was like drinking warm water in the cold winter and I felt comfortable.

After all, he is just a father who wants his son to be successful.

My son can have such lofty ideals and ambitions, and is working hard to contribute to traditional culture without fear of hardships.

As a father, what reason can I stop it?

"Let go and do it." Dad Lu leaned over and patted Lu Zi'an's hand gently: "I... feel relieved if you have this idea."

Although he knew that his son had many things to reserve, he knew very well that these words really came from Lu Zian's heart.

"Hundred Worksmen..." Lu's father recalled for a moment, and smiled and hit Lu Zi'an: "You boy, you have great ambitions."

Not only is he very ambitious, but he is almost arrogant.

Lu Zian's face did not change, raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of swearing to win: "Dad, don't you think this goal is very practical?"

He is crazy because he has crazy capital.

"Don't be arrogant, get out, your mother made leicha for you." Dad Lu glared at him angrily and amusedly: "I'll call you before going down."

Since I decided to do this, I still have to say hello to the old seniors.

After hearing this, Lu Zian knew that his father had compromised, and he smiled with a bent lips: "Hey, Dad, thank you."

He glanced at him angrily, and Dad Lu was obviously disgusted.

What's the solution? Who made this little bastard hit him!

Lu Zian went downstairs leisurely. Lu's mother, who had been circled around the stairs, grabbed him, looked up and down, and lowered her voice, "Are you not being beaten?"

"How can it be!" Lu Zian reached out and held her, and smiled and said, "Dad is so nice to me, how could he bear to hit me."

Looking at the people next to him with ears erect, Lu Ma coughed and muttered that it was the old man who knew that his son was different now and could not be beaten casually.

Seeing that his mother was still worried, Lu Zian covered her stomach and rubbed her, frowned and said, "Oh, I'm so hungry."

Hungry?

Mother Lu suddenly became anxious and said, "Oh, why did I forget? You haven't eaten anything all the way back? Why don't you eat some cushions on the plane? Are you not used to eating the food on the plane? I made leicha, sit down, I'll bring it out now."

She hurried into the kitchen, and Lu Zi'an sat down at the dining table with a smile.

Feed with peace of mind.

Ying Xuan slowly rubbed over and lowered his voice and said, "Master, my master's wife hasn't finished school yet, I've told her that we're home."

"Yes." Lu Zian knocked on the table: "Sit all."

All the apprentices surrounded them all at once and pretended to be good babies.

Where is Leicha! The master’s wife’s lecha is a unique place in the world!

A tea fragrance mixed with the aroma of peanuts came to my nose, and when I carefully identified it, there was a faint fragrance of mung beans.

Mother Lu put a bowl full of it, grabbed a handful of fried peanuts and sprinkled it on top.

The thick soup is stewed with rice and various beans under it. The extremely finely ground tea leaves are almost invisible, but the aroma is quiet and domineering to occupy all the feelings, and it is simply fragrant.

Gently scoop up a spoonful and suck it between your lips and teeth, and the beans will explode, soft and glutinous, with a great taste.

Lu Zian likes to eat peanuts soaked in Lecha, which are crispy and crispy.

Each peanut is added after selection, and it is even peeled. Only the white meat is served in this thick soup, which looks very beautiful.

"Well, it's delicious as always." Before he knew it, he got a bowl of it. Before Lu Zian could turn around, Lu's mother had already scooped a spoonful of it and repaired it.

"Don't eat this bowl after eating." Lu Ma looked at him pitifully, and said that he lost weight and swallowed it back: "I'll have to eat later."

"good."

Everyone was chatting while drinking lei tea.

Lu Zi'an drank this bowl much slower. He smelled the aroma of the food coming from the kitchen and felt extremely stable.

Go home.

very nice.

Before the meal started, Lu Zi'an took the excuse to take a shower and went back to the room.

He has been trying to check the system for a while, but unfortunately there is always no safe environment. Now he finally got a chance.

When opening the system, various prompts pop up one after another.

[The mood meets the requirements, will it be upgraded?]

【Successful upgrade.】

[The mood meets the requirements, will it be upgraded?]
To be continued...