Looking at Chen Mange's eyes full of expectations, how could Lu Zian be willing to refuse?

He nodded, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead: "Okay, you will be in the best position then."

However, given that this matter cannot be too ostentatious, there may not be too sensational scenes.

The warm fragrance and soft jade are in my arms, and Lu Zi'an can't help but feel a little rippling.

He clasped her waist skillfully and freely, kissed her lightly and pecked her lightly.

Chen Mange leaned softly in his arms, and cooperated extremely well.

"Clang!"

A loud noise came, and the two of them turned their heads suddenly.

Dad Lu and Mom Lu stood at the door like two pieces of wood.

If Lu's father was just a little shocked, Lu's mother's face would be really ugly.

"Dad, mom." Lu Zian let go of Chen Mange with a free expression and held her hand: "When did you come back? Why don't you let me pick you up?"

I was originally planning to come back the next day, but because Dad Lu fell in love with the things in some small shops there, he walked around for two days and bought all his favorites before he could finish it.

Along the way, Lu's mother was worried about this, fearing that her son was worse than beasts.

Dad Lu also comforted her and said that Zi'an has always been a guru and cherishes Manman very much, so he will definitely not.

As a result, they looked at their attitude of making oilier than before, and they were both experienced people. How could Lu’s father and mother not know what happened between them?

Lu's face was dark, she glared at Lu Zi'an, then stepped forward and pulled Chen Mange and left: "Come on, Manman, go with aunt!"

Lu Zian was not in a hurry when his mother snatched his wife away. He stood with his chest in his arms and raised his eyebrows at his father: "Dad, don't care?"

"I can't control it." Dad Lu was confident and even a little gloating: "You don't even tell me such an important thing assembled by the copper carriage and horse. Humph, I deserve it!"

"Oh." Lu Zian smiled slightly: "I forgot to tell you that before, it was just a model assembly, and tomorrow it will be the assembly of the real bronze chariot and horse cultural relics."

What?

Because the news about the museum was covered up very tightly, Lu Dad had no channel to know these internal news.

He was addicted to various specialties before and couldn't extricate himself. When he came back, he knew that he had finished assembled.

As a result, when I suddenly heard the news, I was so happy.

"Hehe, really high?" Lu Dad slapped him on the shoulder happily: "Okay, you kid, I'll go and have a look."

In the room next door, Lu Ma said earnestly: "Manman, I treat you as my own daughter. You don't have to be embarrassed. You are still young and Zi'an has no idea. You must tell me truthfully about this matter, have you... taken safety measures?"

Chen Mange's face turned red when she asked, and his fingers pulled the corner of his clothes without saying a word.

"Hey, Manman, I have no other intentions." Lu Ma stood up and walked around in a tangled way: "If you are pregnant, I have to prepare now. You are going to get engaged and get married again, no matter how fast or fast you are, at least two months apart in the middle. You will be fully committed even if you are engaged next month, you will be pregnant when the wedding is officially held..."

"Auntie..." Chen Mange's neck turned red, and his whole body looked like a big cooked lobster: "Made, made."

"...Wow, that's good." Lu Ma patted her heart and breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, I will talk about him well here on Zi'an. You are still young now. After I go back to Changyan, I will prepare for you to get engaged first. You are a good child. The Lu family will not treat you badly. There will be no problems here on Zi'an. When will you nod, aunt immediately starts preparing for your wedding and will definitely prepare for you! "

These words are really heart-wrenching.

If it were any girl, Lu Ma would never be so concerned.

First of all, it is the fate between Manman and their own, and the relationship between the Shen family and his wife. Lu's mother has always loved Manman very much.

Especially for their relationship, Lu Ma has never agreed that they are sleeping too quickly.

After all, Manman is still young, but everything has happened, so she certainly won't blame Manman.

She just knows how to...beat her son.

Therefore, Lu Zian, who has lived for more than 20 years, has always been a good son in his parents' hearts and a child from another family in the eyes of his acquaintances. He ate a meal of fried meat for the first time.

He didn't say a word even when he was beaten, but Chen Mange couldn't bear to let it go: "Auntie..."

Mother Lu raised her hand in mid-air and glared at Lu Zi'an in annoyance, turned her head and shouted at Dad Lu: "You taught a good son! You have a bad deed with you!"

"..." Lu's father, who was inexplicably lying in Mucang, expressed his grievance.

But since his wife had spoken, Lu's mother didn't beat him up again.

He glared at him hatefully and warned: "If you dare to treat Manman badly, I won't drive you out of the Lu family!"

"Mom." Lu Zian looked at her helplessly and sighed: "It was actually you who gave birth to Manman. I picked it up, right?"

Mom Lu was amused by his words, and said in anger and funny way: "Yes! My daughter is a caring little cotton jacket, and Manman is my baby!"

Confident.jpg!

Seeing their family happy, Chen Mange's eyes turned red without realizing it.

On the day her parents passed away, her heart was empty.

The ugly face of the Duan family made the hollow in her heart bigger and bigger.

At that time, she was actually stepping on the abyss with one foot.

She felt that her patience had reached its peak, and she only needed a straw to crush all her reason.

Fortunately, Lu Zian saved her.

He took her back from hell to the earth, gave her care, and told her what true care was.

What she most anticipated and envied most since childhood is a word of treasure.

Listening to the little girls’ parents, kissing their little faces, and saying: You are my baby!

Although I know I am not talking about myself, my mood will also get better.

But now, someone finally said this to her.

She is also someone else’s baby!

Baby, cherish it and value it.

The large piece that had fallen from her chest was whistling, and the cold wind blew her to make her body and mind cool.

But at this moment, he was perfected.

The next day, all members of the Lu family attended.

The restoration of the copper carriage and horse was placed in the largest exhibition hall.

The temperature and humidity here are always controlled at the scale that is most suitable for copper carriages and horses, and there will be a dedicated person to check every hour.

The purpose is to prevent any damage from happening to the copper carriage and horses and ensure that they are foolproof.

In the preservation of cultural relics, there are never any words such as forced or just about the same.

The official attaches great importance to the comprehensive restoration of cultural relics, bronze chariots and horses. Not only the mayor came, but even several officials of higher rank were also here.

Although they did not introduce them positively, outsiders can understand their identity from the mayor's respect for them.

But when they saw Lu Zian, none of them were pretending to be an official.

Lu Zi'an now represents no longer Changyan culture.

Once he successfully restores this bronze chariot and horse today, what he represents will be all the traditional culture of China.

Who dares to say that they have never encountered difficulties in restoring cultural relics? Who is willing to treat a truly capable restorer?

Under these two premises, the official Xi'an posture is not that strange.

Lu Zian smiled and shook hands with them, with a free expression.

Because the time left for them was very short, he greeted them under the mayor's guidance and left.

But none of the people who stayed there was any objection: "It's really rare to be elegant and so easy-going."

Many artists have true temperaments, and it is rare to see people as friendly as Lu Zian.

The mayor smiled slightly: "Because the responsibilities they bear are different."

Other artists only need to do their own things, but what Lu Zi'an carries is the life and death of thousands of cultures in the world.

Which one is more important?

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight.

He smiled quietly, but his words were meaningful: "I heard that Master Lu was quite angular before he founded the Baigong Sect."

Many people have edges and corners that have been smoothed by the outside world, but Lu Zian cuts off his edges and only occasionally sees a glorious point in his works.

Everyone at the scene lowered their eyes and pondered, and their views on Lu Zian improved a new level.

After Lu Zi'an changed his clothes, all the cultural relics restorators behind him were ready.

No firecrackers, no applause.

They appeared safely in the silence, like a row of soldiers living to the death.

Yellow sand is wearing golden armor for hundreds of battles, and will never return until Loulan is destroyed!

In the world of cultural relics restoration, they are soldiers who go on war all year round.

I am always ready, and whenever I confirm that I am going to go to the battlefield, I must ensure the best condition.
To be continued...