Chapter 1267: You, the concentration is still so weak

Yun family motto?
Hearing Yun Zhijuan's words, Xiao Qimo paused with the finger of the chess piece.
The deep ink eyes silently looked at Old Man Yun.
Brother, shouldn't be doing things again at this juncture, right?
Yun Zhijuan didn't look up, ignored his eyes, and just drank tea on his own.
Lu Xun took the conversation and smiled meaningfully while touching his chin.
"learn by heart."
"What's the content?"
"There are three in total, easy to remember." Lu Xun said as he said, his gaze fell on Xiao Qimo.
No matter how stupid Xiao Qimo was, he understood what these two people meant.
This is clearly to let him remember the Yun family motto and abide by it.
He smiled to himself, but it didn't have to be that way.
They have enough of the Xiao family motto, covering all aspects, and he has already memorized it by heart.
Not to mention that the Yun family has three family precepts, even if there are three hundred, he won't be a problem.
Xiao Qimo dropped the chess piece and tidied up his shirt, with a sincere expression and a sincere expression.
Lu Xun opened his mouth and said, "The first one is'loyalty, self-discipline, and self-discipline.'"
The gentle man nodded, these eight characters are ordinary people, and they should do it.
"The second article is ‘husband and wife have one heart, respect, love and harmony.’"
This is also necessary.
Xiao Qimo's eyes were slightly surprised, and the content of the Yun Family's family motto was much more normal than he thought.
I thought there would be a lot of tricky rules and regulations, such as the male version of the "Three Obligations and Four Virtues" and the "new version of male morality" on the Internet, but I didn't expect the first two family rules to sound so simple.
He slowly exhaled the breath that was pressing in his chest.
"This third..." Lu Xun smiled mysteriously, clinging to a sunspot, and playing on the chessboard without even thinking about it.
Xiao Qimo frowned slightly, just as he was about to remind his father-in-law whether he should think about it again, Lu Xun's calm voice came from the other side.
"The final interpretation of the above family motto belongs to the Yun family."
"..."
A question mark slowly struck Xiao Qimo's head.
He was caught off guard and looked up at Lu Xun, but through his glasses he saw a glimmer of light in his father-in-law's eyes.
"The final interpretation right belongs to the Yun family." It's better to change it directly into: What the Yun family say is what they say, and the specific person is what Lu Mian says.
smile.
He should have understood that the daughter of the Yun family is not that easy to marry.
The father-in-law and senior brother pulled him here alone, not to test his emotional intelligence by playing chess.
He looked at Yun Zhijuan and Lu Xun. One of them was an old naughty boy, and the other was gentle, gentle and polite.
However, at this moment, in the eyes of these two people, he saw a decisive and unwilling determination.
He understands.
That was their protection for Lu Mian.
If Mianmian was bullied and wronged, the two men would take up the sword without hesitation and slaughter the city.
"Qi Mo has written down the admonitions of the two elders."
Xiao Qimo wrote down the three family instructions and bowed respectfully to Yun Zhijuan and Lu Xun.
"I won't say what I promised. In the future, the two elders can inspect me anytime and anywhere."
With Xiao Qimo's promise, both Lu Xun and Yun Zhijuan were satisfied, and the two of them laughed and the atmosphere eased.
Lu Xun pushed his glasses: "Qi Mo, I just chat with your uncle casually, don't be nervous."
Yun Zhijuan drank tea: "Relax, we don't want Mianmian to marry!"
Xiao Qimo: ...hehe, I believe in you ghosts.
"Then this chess..." Lu Xun pointed to the game that he had obviously lost, and didn't finish the rest.
Xiao Qimo learns and applies: "The final interpretation right belongs to you."
Lu Xun laughed, "Hahaha, you deserve to be the son-in-law that my wife has met in the morning!"
—
After meeting the Yun family's parents and having dinner by the way, Xiao Qimo took Lu Mian to the Xiao family.
Lu Mian was sitting in the co-pilot, with his fingers hooked on the seat belt, and there was a flick of it.
The phone vibrated in her pocket, and she took it out and took a look.
Sikong sees: [has returned to China. I have been busy recently, so I don’t see you anymore. Remember to send me a wedding invitation. 】
Lu Mian didn't ask him what he was busy with, but quickly replied with one word [OK], and put away the phone again.
In the car's audio, Lu Mian wrote lyrics and composed the song, and the lead singer of Li Ge.
Soothing and refreshing, the years are calm and good.
"Whose message?" Xiao Qimo glanced at Lu Mian.
"Sikong, said he wanted a wedding invitation."
"Heh." Xiao Qimo curled his lips, "rest assured, I will personally deliver the wedding invitation to him and Yu Ren."
"No need, the same city express is very convenient."
Xiao Qimo hid the unexplained emotion in his eyes and smiled softly.
"I respect my opponent." (No)
Lu Mian blinked in surprise, "What opponent?"
"...Cough, I'll just say it casually."
"Oh."
Lu Mian didn't ask further, and changed the subject: "The surprise my parents prepared is quite fun."
Her voice is very low, and the corners of her lips are always hooked in a beautiful arc.
"That's the surprise (intimidation) you didn't see them giving me."
Xiao Qimo complained, tilted his head to see that she was playing with a seat belt, and swept his eyes down.
The seat belt bound the girl's upper body, directly sketching the ups and downs in front of the girl.
She tugged from time to time, and the ups and downs became more obvious.
The gentle man slid his Adam's apple and looked away with difficulty.
He held the steering wheel with his left hand, freed his right hand, and grabbed Lu Mian's little hand.
"I'm driving, don't move." The man reminded in a low voice.
Stare intently at the road ahead without squinting.
"I didn't touch you." The girl was wronged.
Just when the red light was on, Xiao Qimo turned his head and stared at Lu Mian fixedly for ten seconds.
He moved his gaze downwards, his scorching eyes lingering and irritating, and it was hard to separate.
All of a sudden, the air in the car was ignited.
"You can't move by yourself." In his domineering voice, he was a bit helpless and dumb.
Lu Mian looked down, and then suddenly realized.
Even if the two have met frankly, she still blushes and her heart beats faster.
"Drive your car well." She pulled away from Xiao Qimo's palm, no longer fiddled with the seat belt, shook her head and said, "You, concentration is still so weak."
"Ah…"
Looking at her, she rarely showed a cramped expression, and the corner of the man's lips overflowed with a light smile.
Xiao Qimo spoke slowly, quite proud.
"I have no concentration in front of you."
"Oh." Lu Mian raised his chin slightly prouder than him, "Then I am better than you, I have."
"..." This kind of thing doesn't have to be first and second, right?
"My mother asked you to go upstairs, what did you say?" The green light turned on, Xiao Qimo started the car, and asked casually.
The two people get along as naturally and naturally as an ordinary couple.
"She arranged the room and showed me some wedding dress styles."
"Have you tried the wedding dress?" Xiao Qimo suddenly raised his voice.
Lu Mian didn't understand his sudden emotional change, and shook his head, "I didn't try it, just look at the money, and then ask someone to send it over."
That's good.
Xiao Qimo said silently in his heart.
He spoke slowly, and said in a tough tone: "When trying on the wedding dress, remember to call me."
"If you are busy, you don't need to be with you."
"No, I must be with you."
"?" In fact, Lu Mian didn't have so many emotional thoughts.
On the left are just a few sets of clothes, customized according to the size, not much difference.
However, Xiao Qimo disagreed, with a little seriousness, and emphasized: "Every first time you will be in the future, it is mine. The first time I wear a wedding dress, I must be the first to see it."
"Ah..." Lu Mian tilted his head and glanced at him. Director Qi, who was slightly puffing his cheeks, was childish and cute.
She reached out and squeezed the man's angular cheeks, "Wow."
—
The two returned to Xiao's house.
Before Lu Mian's accident, the Xiao family had already had a intensive Zhang Luo wedding.
From the entrance to the garden, and then to the interior decoration, gold is the mainstay, with red embellishment. Obviously, it has been carefully matched, exquisite and elegant, and unconventional.
The aesthetics of straight parents and high EQ parents widened the gap.
Straight ball parents: red! Pink! arrangement!
High EQ parents: focus on matching and harmonious colors!
However, what made Lu Mian a little helpless was that the two parents were too diligent and directly robbed her and Director Qi from their jobs.
When she and Xiao Qimo came to the living room, they heard Qi Zhen talking on the phone about dining in the hotel.
"My recipe has been sent to your mailbox, and the steps are clearly written. My daughter-in-law likes to eat this bite, you must do it well. Money is not a problem..."
Speaking of money, Qi Zhen turned around and asked Xiao Huazun: "Husband, how much is the budget for this wedding?"
"Budget?" Xiao Huazun waved his hand, "Xiao's wedding, there is no such thing as a budget, and if you ask again, there is no upper limit!"
Qi Zhen nodded, and communicated with the person on the other end of the phone: "If you don't have a budget, how can you come?"
She asked the precautions several times before hanging up.
Lu Mian came over and yelled "Mother Xiao" with a smile.
"Mianmian, you can count as coming back, mom misses you."
Qi Zhen looked at Lu Mian left and right, and she was satisfied that she hadn't lost any flesh in the past few days when she went abroad.
"Mianmian, you and Qi Mo got the certificate, and the wedding is on the agenda. After discussing with your parents, the date is set on December 24. How about Christmas Eve?"
As Qi Zhen said, she opened the calendar.
"Your uncle will find someone to forget it. This is a good day. It fits well with you and Qi Mo's horoscope."
"December 24..." Lu Mian paused, calculating the days mentally, "There are less than two weeks left."
"Ah, that's right." Qi Zhen smiled and said, "It's a bit quick. But don't worry, we will worry about big and small things. It won't delay your time, let alone fool you!"
She just wanted to help her son settle this matter quickly, otherwise she would always be worried.
Lu Mian didn't care about the date being too close. After thinking about it, he just could get married while taking advantage of the Han family, and he was relieved.
"I'm fine. But Ms. Xiao doesn't need to be a big deal. We can just walk through the scene."
Qi Zhen glanced at Lu Mian strangely.
What kind of brain circuit is this girl?
Is the wedding of the century not fragrant?
On the contrary, it was Xiao Qimo who was lamenting like a little daughter-in-law who married later.
He stopped Lu Mian's thoughts of "taking a form", and said forcefully: "Do it, you must do it in a big way. The sense of ritual and the cards that belong to you can't be lost at all."
"...I just feel a little troublesome."
"No trouble, no trouble." Qi Zhen was very busy, enjoying himself, "You only need people to be there when you sleep, and you don't need to worry about the rest."
"Hmm." Lu Mian reluctantly agreed, "Can you not invite too many people?"
She is used to being low-key and doesn't like to share her private life with others. She just wants to invite close relatives and friends to the wedding.
However, Qi Zhen's expression is even more difficult.
"But Mian Mian, the wedding... has already spread!"