Chapter 2070： why bald

After a few days without incident, Ye Qingqing suddenly discovered that Zhu Zi's work and rest time had undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, night owls actually lived a regular life, getting up at seven in the morning, going to bed at ten in the evening, and even taking the initiative to pick up Tiantian and Xiaotong to and from school, becoming a good model brother.

So creepy.

What's even scarier is that this guy actually went to the night school to sign up. It was the one introduced by his cousin. Ye Qingqing thought that Zhu Zi had heard it and forgot about it, but he didn't expect that the next day after dinner, this guy would be so rude. I signed up, and then every night at 7:30 to 9:30, I didn't miss a class.

became a model student.

There is a qualitative difference from Zhu Zi, who used to be reckless and love freedom. If it weren't for the skin bag or the skin bag, Ye Qingqing would suspect that someone was impersonating.

"Sweet, what has your brother been stimulated by recently?"

After dinner one day, Zhu Zi hurriedly took a few sips and drove to the night school. Ye Qingqing couldn't hold back, and asked Tiantian, who was closest to Zhu Zi, thinking about what she should know.

Tiantian shook her head blankly, "I don't know, what happened to my brother? Sister Qingqing, has he lost his love?"

Ye Qingqing rolled his eyes, "Lost love, your brother is a bachelor!"

If you want to fall out of love, it is also with Miss Wu, she said silently in her heart.

"What's going on? Sister Qingqing, would you like to check my brother's brain?" Tiantian was worried, fearing that her only relative would be insane.

Ye Mingcheng couldn't listen to it anymore, and said angrily: "Xiao Zhu is back on the right track. This is the life of a normal person. What are you thinking about, it's obviously a good thing that should be celebrated."

Now Xiao Zhu is full of vigor and spirit, unlike before when he was a night owl, like a beggar every day, Ye Mingcheng saw it through his eyes and was anxious in his heart, now he can be relieved.

Ye Qingqing rolled his eyes again, that guy Zhu Zi is not a normal person at all, how could he do normal things? Now this is not normal, very abnormal.

There must be a reason for all the fruits, and she has to check them carefully.

Wuchen was none of her business, so she shouted at Ye Mingcheng, "Dad, tomorrow I will go to the Great Buddha Temple for vegetarian food, and I made an appointment with Huixin, so I won't be home for lunch."

"Would you like Dad to send you there?" Ye Mingcheng asked in a good voice, very pleased that Wuchen could make friends of the same age, even if the other party was a young monk, it was better than nothing.

"No, I'll go by car myself."

The dust-free head shook like a rattle The naked head looked brighter under the light, and the reflection was even a little brighter. Ye Qingqing glanced at the corner of his eyes and couldn't help but think about the missed question several times. .

He dragged Ye Mingcheng to the kitchen and whispered the doubts that had been simmering in his heart.

Ye Mingcheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly, "When Wuchen was a child, his hair was dark and dense, and it grew so well, how could he be born hairless."

"Why doesn't Wuchen grow a hair now? She has been in my house for almost a year. Look at her head, it can be used as a light bulb at night." Ye Qingqing pointed to Wuchen who was sitting outside under the light and asked.

Ye Mingcheng looked at Wuchen, it was really bright, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Ye Qingqing didn't mention this, he really didn't notice it. When he was a child, he saw Wuchen's bald head, and a fixed impression was formed in his mind. It seemed that it was normal for Wuchen's head to be light, so this year Wuchen did not grow hair. , Ye Mingcheng didn't think much about it at all.

"Yes, why doesn't Wuchen grow hair? Could it be malnutrition? Qingqing, take a look."

Ye Mingcheng was in a hurry, what the little girl said with a bald head, he was too careless.