"I don't want you to take the lead in everything." Ren Zixian was serious.
She thought Lin Qingsong was going to the literary repair factory to stop the project urgently.
"You are overthinking. I have no means to intervene in Daowen's repair shop yet." Lin Qingsong laughed softly, "This problem is just a question of how to preserve the lacquer painting. You can directly remove the wooden part and lacquer painting part inside the lacquer coffin Although separation damages the coffin, it is much better than handing in a blank paper. You only need to emphasize the importance of the body of the painting and the difficulty of repairing it. The more you write, the more attention will be focused on the body of the painting."
Ren Zixian was stunned: "Isn't this cheating?"
"Of course this is not cheating. The cultural value of the entire wooden coffin is not great. When you restore paintings and calligraphy, don't you also need to remove unnecessary covering paper and life papers?" Lin Qingsong started the car, "Take the essence and discard the rest. The truth about dross shouldn’t be considered cheating. Cultural relics workers like you can endure the grinding of ancient artifacts over and over again, but there are many things in the world that can’t be done by force. Cut out the harmful parts, don’t Because the momentary anger affects you. When the time comes, your laboratory will solve the problem, the school will get the project funds, and the cultural relic restoration factory will get the most valuable restored cultural relics, and everyone will be happy."
Ren Zixian looked out the window and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "I want to try."
"Then try," Lin Qingsong had expected her to say this. "Don't worry about the rest. It doesn't matter even if you can't do it."
Then a wooden box was thrown on Ren Zixian's lap.
"What is this?" Ren Zixian picked it up and opened it, revealing an emerald green bracelet.
"It's a worthless little thing given to you." Lin Qingsong said nonchalantly, "You've been carrying the string of agate on your hand for a long time. You can change it."
Ren Zixian touched the red agate beads on his hand. The red agate beads were bright and round.
This was the gift she originally planned to give to Lin Xuedi.
"Agate, according to Buddhism, can bring endless courage and strength to people, so it is also known as the 'Courage Stone'" Lin Xuedi pointed to the red stone in the book and said to Ren Zixian, "It was unearthed from the tomb of Haihunhou A large number of agates are affected by the soil environment and their own structure and have different degrees of qin, which is why this colorful phenomenon appears."
"Marquis Haihun?" Ren Zixian lay on the table, "Is he the deposed emperor who only reigned for 27 days?"
Seeing her lack of interest, Lin Xuedi tapped her forehead gently: "There are only a few descriptions of this emperor who reigned for an extremely short time in history, and most of them describe his ignorance, ignorance, and arrogance. But in his Numerous Confucian classics and ancient books have been unearthed in the tombs. The number and importance of the unearthed ancient books far exceed those of ordinary tombs. There are also countless gold, dzi beads, agate and other burial objects, which are far more than a marquis. Specifications. Therefore, historians speculate that the deposed emperor was not as unworthy as recorded in history books. This is the significance of archeology. We can infer the lives of ancient people through these funerary objects."
Lin Xuedi talks about these things with a shining light. He is always doing what he likes.
If Lin Xuedi was faced with the paint coffin project, would he stand up without hesitation?
I think so.
Ren Zixian rubbed the agate on his wrist and closed the wooden box with a snap.
Lin Qingsong: "If you don't want to wear it, just leave it at home."
He had always known that Ren Zixian was a bit arrogant and had never made any demands on him.
In the past, those little lovers either wanted money or resources, but Ren Zixian was different from them.
It was getting late, and Lin Qingsong was also hungry. Because there was a puppy waiting to be fed at home, he had no choice but to go home in a roundabout way.
I bought a takeaway mutton hotpot on the road, and I just had a fresh and hot mutton hotpot when I got home.
Xiao Gui was just taken home by Lin Qingsong this morning. He hadn't seen Ren Zixian for nearly half a month and was so excited that he felt like he was about to take off.
Ren Zixian knelt down and picked it up, and heard Lin Qingsong say sourly: "You are heartless and don't even look at who picked you up."
I don’t know if this is about Ren Zixian or Xiaogui.
Xiao Gui seemed to have noticed something and tried his best to get into Ren Zixian's arms.
Lin Qingsong could only touch her head helplessly, and then returned to the kitchen with the mutton soup pot.
He put away the pot and took out the dishes and chopsticks. He had never done this for anyone else.
Before graduation, the aunties in the Lin family would prepare the dishes and serve them on the table, but after graduation, they would all be dealt with in one bite and then hurriedly put to work.
Lin Qingsong was holding the pot overflowing and saw Ren Zixian hanging up his coat and sniffing the collar gently.
It’s as cute as a house cat that suspects its owner of petting a stray cat outside.
Lin Qingsong's mood suddenly became much softer again.
I remembered that Lin Qingsong asked Ren Zixian why he didn't ask who was in the photo.
No wonder Ren Zixian felt so aggrieved just by pinching his wrist.
She didn't know how jealous she was, but she still had to beg him for mercy obediently.
Lin Qingsong regretted for a moment that he had spoken so toughly before. It was because he had not calmed down his mood, but put his temper on Ren Zixian.
Even so, after his Ren Zixian knew that he was in a bad mood, he tried his best to change the topic.
Clumsy and cute, like a coquettish kitten.
Lin Qingsong put the pot away and asked Ren Zixian to eat.
He ordered two dishes: Kung Pao Chicken and Stir-fried Beef Pork. The mutton pot was steaming on a heating stove. There were two large plates full of freshly cut mutton and some of his favorite side dishes.
Maybe it was because it was too cold, but the heat from the mutton pot filled the room, making it feel extra warm.
Ren Zixian didn't eat much at lunch, but ate more than usual.
Lin Qingsong seemed to particularly like watching Ren Zixian eat, and seeing that she had a good appetite, he was also happy to make her mutton.
In the end, both Ren Zixian and Lin Qingsong finished eating. Lin Qingsong left half a plate of mutton for Xiao Gui to boil and eat.
Only when the little Gui is fed delicious food, the little Gui will follow Lin Qingsong's feet.
"You little heartless one," Lin Qingsong said with a smile, "Why don't you stick to me usually? You come here as soon as there is food."
Ren Zixian watched Xiao Gui eating meat one bite at a time, his eyes darkened as he didn't know what he was thinking.
After cleaning up, Lin Qingsong turned around and saw Ren Zixian entering the tea room.
He just took on a key project today, so he must be very busy. Lin Qingsong didn't bother him and worked directly on the sofa.
After Xiao Gui finished eating the meat, he saw Lin Qingsong in the living room. Without looking back, he entered the tea room and curled up at Ren Zixian's feet, licking his paws.
Ren Zixian had basic information on lacquer painting spread out on his desk, but his mind was not on it.
Seeing her in a daze, Xiao Gui put his paws on her knees and acted coquettishly.
Ren Zixian picked it up, stroked its hair slowly and murmured: "Don't you want your brother anymore?"
Xiaogui didn't understand what she meant, so he lay in her arms and stayed there.
Time passed, even Xiao Gui had fallen asleep and Ren Zixian was still dazed.
When Lin Qingsong heard that there was no movement in the tea room, he gently opened the door and saw Ren Zixian nestled on the sofa with Xiao Gui in his arms.
There were piles of book pages and a red clay teapot spread out on the table in front of him. The aroma of the tea had faded, and there was still cold tea soup in the pot.
When Xiao Gui saw Lin Qingsong approaching, he had no intention of avoiding him. Instead, he crawled into Ren Zixian's arms as if provoking him.
Ren Zixian huddled in the corner of the sofa holding Xiao Gui, eyes closed and he didn't know how long he had slept.
She didn't know whether it was because she didn't sleep well or because she couldn't find a solution to the paint coffin problem. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted and she frowned in her sleep.
Lin Qingsong took the little Gui out of Ren Zixian's arms, then picked her up around the waist.
Ren Zixian didn't wake up, maybe he felt cold, so he muttered and crawled into his arms.
Lin Qingsong carried her upstairs to the bedroom and softly coaxed her: "Would you like to take a shower?"
Ren Zixian rubbed his eyes and nodded, then took a bathrobe and took a shower.
Lin Qingsong found it funny to see her dazed look. The last time he gave a defense speech at Yan University, Ren Zixian's orderly and calm look made people unable to take their eyes away.
But you always look defenseless in front of him, like the all-powerful civet cat coming home to turn up on your belly and act coquettishly.
Ren Zixian soaked herself in the bathtub, surrounded by mist. She looked at the warm lamp above in a daze.
She might be a little impatient about the lacquered coffin.
Four years ago, the project Lin Xuedi participated in was classified as an important secret, and all participants signed confidentiality agreements from beginning to end. No information should be leaked to the outside world.
Later, because of Lin Xuedi's accident, the school and the organizer urgently destroyed all information about that project.
Not even a single word of information was left in the house where Lin Xuedi lived at the time.
So much so that even Ren Zixian knew nothing about the mission at that time.
Apart from……
"Zi Xian, I'm not joking, I really want to go to Yanshi with you." Lin Xuedi drove the car, and the sound of rain penetrated from the window into the receiver, which made his voice unclear, "You can go on Monday Ask your advisor to apply for transfer, and then we can all study at Yan University, just like now."
"You know my parents are buried in Fengjing." Ren Zixian looked at the rain outside the window and said expressionlessly.
"I know, but are you going to stay with your parents all your life?" Lin Xuedi coaxed her, "You will graduate in two years, and then you can go wherever you want. Whether it is the Lin family or the Scientific Research Office ,my home……"
"Can you arrange wherever I go?" Ren Zixian interrupted him.
Lin Xuedi also suddenly realized that Ren Zixian's tone was wrong: "I know you are very good. You are only a sophomore and you have almost completed your credits. Of course I believe you..."
The admission score of Fengjing University is several points lower than that of Yantai University. Therefore, it is generally believed that no matter how outstanding the students of Fengjing University are, there is a risk of failing in the Yantai University.
"If I really take advantage of your relationship," Ren Zixian said slowly and solemnly, "I can't convince myself that you and I are in an equal love relationship. Do you understand?"
