Chapter 383

"It's really the same!"

Bai Zhengxuan also looked at the middle-aged. The old scar on Bai Zhengxuan's arm subconsciously also stretched out his arm.

He was wearing short sleeves, and a not too deep but conspicuous scar was directly exposed on his arm.

The scar is a little large and looks old.

The baby's fist size scar presents an irregular state.

The same chance of as like as two peas on two people's irregular scars is zero, just like Bai Zhengxuan and middle-aged.

It seems to be carved out of a mold.

If it's different, it's middle age. The scar on Bai Zhengxuan's arm is lighter.

There is also a full muscle, a loose skin on one arm, like all old people, with wrinkles.

Middle aged. Bai Zhengxuan touched the scar on his arm and subconsciously blocked it.

I felt that I was making a mountain out of a molehill, and slowly released it, revealing it in a big way.

"I had this scar when I was a child. When I swam with my little friends, I acted bravely to save them and was accidentally scratched by branches in the water."

Middle aged. Bai Zhengxuan casually talked about the source of a scar.

"Where did the scar on Grandpa's arm come from?"

Bai Yifan looks at Bai Zhengxuan.

As a child, Bai Yifan and Bai Juzhu found that Bai Zhengxuan had a scar on his arm. They asked him several times, and each time they got a different reason.

Either act bravely or face injustice.

In short, they are all good people and good deeds.

But the reasons are different every time. You can see that it is now compiled.

"I'm almost the same. I'm brave enough to do justice." Bai Zhengxuan smiled dryly and deliberately turned aside the topic. "By the way, the zombie won't come back! Let's clean up and run quickly!"

"They won't come back. They have gone far away." the zombie emperor Zhang Yiming said calmly.

"It's good that you won't come back. Then continue to bask in the sun!"

Bai Zhengxuan silently wiped the sweat on his forehead and said nothing.

"Grandpa, are you embarrassed to say how the scar on your arm came from?"

Bai Yifan tilted his head and looked at Bai Zhengxuan, with endless curiosity in his heart.

The less Bai Zhengxuan said, the more curious Bai Yifan became.

I don't know why. After seeing the scar on the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan's arm, Bai Yifan always wants to break the casserole and ask to the end.

"Why do children ask so many questions!" Bai Zhengxuan rolled his eyes at Bai Yifan. "Have you not done your homework for months? Are you free? I'll give you some homework in a while. You can't do your homework when the world is at the end of the world!"

As an excellent people's teacher, I haven't taught the children for a long time, let alone assigned homework.

He had to give Bai Yifan a few random assignments and had a good time.

As a teacher's grandson, even in the end, homework can't be less.

What if I didn't write it a few months ago?

Make it up! We must make it up!

Otherwise, day by day, always idle and ask some messy questions.

"Just write!" Bai Yifan nodded with a tangled face, "can you tell me how you got hurt when I do my homework?"

"No!"

Bai Zhengxuan rolled his eyes and shook his head.

It's good to be old. At least he doesn't answer what people ask, and no one urges him hard.

If he couldn't, he pretended to be ill. Anyway, he was old, and no one had to break the casserole to ask the end.

If someone really breaks the casserole and asks to the end, he will kill the grandson!

He's grandpa anyway!

"Well, I won't do my homework."

Bai Yifan shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't write and kill you!"

Bai Zhengxuan raised his fist at Bai Yifan.

Children have to do their homework and study. Bai Yifan is at most a high school dropout.

The school is gone, so we can't neglect our studies.

Bai Yifan tilted his mouth and said nothing.

Then just write some! Afraid of being killed.

"Grandma, do you know how grandpa got the scar on his arm?"

Bai Juzhu looked at the middle-aged. The scars on Bai Zhengxuan's arm and grandpa's arm always felt strange.

The irregular scar is as like as two peas, and the same probability is too low.

For a moment, she was in a trance.

She remembers that when she was a child, her grandfather was younger. There were no wrinkles and some muscles on her arm, which was similar to that of middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan.

"He was greedy when he was young. He ran to the pigsty to kill pigs and eat elbows. He was arched by pigs!" Liu Jing whispered in Bai Juzhu's ear.

White ramie:

Bai family:

It's good to be a power. No matter how you whisper, you can hear what others are whispering.

"What do I say? The scar is too irregular. It doesn't look like something scratched."

Bai Yifan whispered.

Middle aged. Bai Zhengxuan twitched slightly on his face, looked away across his neck and said nothing.

Middle aged. Liu Jing has a smile in her eyes, so that her gauze is crooked.

Bai Zhengxuan saw that his wife had shaken out his details, so he didn't pretend at all.

"What do you know?" Bai Zhengxuan pinched his waist and said righteously. "In our time, having fat pigs at home was a big family. Well, when we were young, our family was still a big family!"

"Big family?" Bai Anhai blinked. "Why was our family so poor when I was a child?"

"Before you were born, our family was still very rich. It was all the property left by your grandfather and the factory. Later, it didn't work. Your father's management was poor and he closed down. He had to be a teacher. Being a teacher is good and he can make sure he doesn't lose." Liu Jing said calmly.

Bai Anhai:

No wonder his father taught him from an early age that he must have an iron rice bowl. Don't think about starting a business and being a boss. He will lose money.

There is a reason!

"How much property did my grandfather leave?" Bai Yifan asked curiously.

He wanted to know if he would become a super rich second generation if he passed on normally.

"No, there are several factories, as well as other provinces. Your grandfather left early and gave his business to your grandfather. Before Xiaohai was born, your grandfather successfully lost all his business, and then concentrated on the teacher industry that can make sure of no loss." Liu Jingdao.

Bai anheimer.

With him, he is almost three generations rich!

Thanks to his father, he is not a rich generation.

Later, thanks to his daughter-in-law's ability to spend money, he became a migrant worker, and the name of the rich generation was completely deprived.

"Grandpa, you are so awesome!" Bai Yifan gave Bai Zhengxuan a thumbs up.

Now his father can't say he's a black sheep!

"Cough, little meaning, little meaning." Bai Zhengxuan coughed gently. "I'm all for your good. I'm afraid you're too drunk and lose yourself."

Bai Yifan:

When everyone was amazed at old man Bai's ability to do business, Bai Cuizhu glanced at the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan.

I saw his helplessness.

It's like the super loser is himself!

The embarrassment in those eyes could not be concealed.

"Grandpa?"

Bai Juzhu subconsciously blurted out two words without passing through the brain, just like the deepest memory of the soul.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Middle aged. As like as two peas, Bai Zhengxuan and Bai Zheng Xu both had a similar tone.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.