Chapter Six

Xia, Shang and Zhou witnessed a miraculous scene.

Before Zuo Yang could reach the mahjong table, the Zuo couple became as docile as quails, with their eyebrows lowered and their eyes narrowed, showing no signs of energy in playing mahjong.

The bodyguards who had quickly set up parasols and plastic tables and chairs just now appeared at twice the speed and quickly took away the parasols.

If the four people on the plastic tables and chairs hadn't given up, with their hands on the table and their fingers holding the cards, the bodyguards would have taken away the tables, chairs and mahjong together.

At this time, Zuo Yang also walked up to the crowd.

The noble, cold and domineering aura of the president instantly shocked the entire audience.

In terms of height, he is the tallest. In terms of figure, he is the best. The well-tailored haute couture suit makes his already excellent appearance even more outstanding.

Dazhu's dog's face was full of affection, and he followed Zuo Yang's feet obediently. His long and thick tail was already wagging twice, as if he was a different dog, performing a live performance of dog splitting.

Zuo Yang stared at his parents and spoke seriously, asking one word at a time: "Is now the time to play mahjong?"

Xia Shangzhou nodded in his heart like a chicken pecking at rice.

look!

This is normal thinking logic!

As soon as he showed up, Zuo Yang's whole person was already sparkling in the eyes of Xia, Shang and Zhou because of the four tragic references.

Facing their eldest son, the Zuo couple shook their heads in dismay, like two cabbages trembling in the howling north wind.

After solving his parents' problem with one sentence, Zuo Yang looked at the Xia family couple again.

This couple is the biological parents of his younger brother who he raised single-handedly. At the same time, he raised his biological younger brother single-handedly.

Zuo Yang softened his tone and greeted politely: "Uncle and aunt, I haven't seen you for many years."

Father Xia and Mother Xia, one responded with a smile, the other responded gently, and responded appropriately. On the surface, they were not cowardly.

Seeing that the four elders obediently let go of their mahjong tiles, and with a glance from Zuo, the bodyguards quickly took away all the tables, chairs, and mahjong tables, not even leaving them any iced tea cups.

The Zuo family couple looked at mahjong, their faces full of pain, as if they were parting from their beloved. The Xia family couple looked at mahjong, their eyes full of sadness, as if they were forced to reconcile with reality.

Zuo Fei applauded his eldest brother from the bottom of his heart and watched the show with his lips curled up.

Zuo Yang, who had not yet passed his thirtieth birthday, frowned slightly at the four middle-aged people whose combined age was enough to become a demon, and said in a deep voice: "As elders, we must set a good example in front of the children.

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Xia Shangzhou nodded inwardly.

That's how it should be.

The two couples nodded with tears in their eyes, but their eyes were still watching the mahjong players go away affectionately, immersed in a feeling of loss.

After all, Zuo Yang was a man who had seen the effects of the primary combination of these two pairs of living treasures when he was ten years old. Seeing that the scene had been cleared up, he directly said: "Let's come home and chat. There is no reason to entertain guests on the lawn."

After saying that, he gave his parents a cold look.

The Zuo couple looked at the sky and the ground, pretending not to hear.

In this way, Zuo Yang said four words after appearing on the stage, and then took the four big ones away and entered the house.

Xia Shangzhou was still standing on the lawn.

His mind could not calm down for a long time.

What does it mean to be serious, reliable and responsible? What is the image of an elder? What is a role model? What is a life goal?

From today on, these questions have a standard answer.

——Two words, Zuo Yang.

He wants to become a serious, reliable and responsible man like Brother Zuo!

The excitement made Xia Shangzhou's expression less cold.

"Not going in?"

After hearing the question, Xia, Shang and Zhou followed the sound and saw that it was Zuo Fei.

Having the common experience of being dumped by his parents, Xia Shangzhou was less nervous when he faced him. He saw Zuo Fei holding a wet towel in his hand, his eyes were curious, but he didn't ask any questions.

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Because his performance in the first conversation was too embarrassing, Xia Shangzhou thought again and again about how to speak now. He habitually bit the inside of his lower lip so that others could not see that he was nervous and making small movements, and it was enough to remind himself not to mess up.

say.

The communication experience summarized by Xia Shangzhou: It is better to say less than to say the wrong thing.

The reason is simple. It's the lesser of two evils. Although both are unpopular, compared with "disliked douchebag", "boring otaku" sounds much better.

Seeing that he was curious but silent, Zuo Fei found it interesting. He raised his chin and pointed at the big pillar waiting by the steps in front of the door, and took the initiative to explain: "The paws are dirty. Wipe them clean before letting them in."

After all, Dazhu is a retired police dog with formal training, identity and principles.

He couldn't follow his owner into the house, which made him very anxious. As a result, he was waiting for someone to wipe his paws, and the owner was standing there chatting, which made Dazhu spin in anxiety.

Zuo Fei walked over, half-crouched and stretched out his hand. Dazhu was so anxious that he pushed his dog's leg straight onto his knee, leaving a gray plum blossom on his pants.

Zuo Fei is not like his parents who doted on Dazhu. He stretched out his hand and said, "What are you doing?"

Dazhu whined angrily, not like admitting his mistake, but more like protesting in displeasure.

After all, there was a friendship that was pushed to the lawn. Xia Shangzhou felt a little distressed and touched Dazhu's head.

Dazhu looked at Xia Shangzhou and slowly tilted his head, as if he was showing off his cuteness to Xia Shangzhou.

Xia, Shang and Zhou were so adorable that they no longer looked aloof.

Dazhu felt it carefully and solved the case.

It was wrong. It was because of the dream disease that it rushed to seek medical treatment. The man in front of it was neither aloof nor imposing. As expected, the only master it recognized was so unique. Only Zuo Yang was the king, and everyone else was just a younger brother.

Dazhu glanced at Zuo Fei, then at Xia Shangzhou, and when Zuo Fei finished wiping his fourth paw, he suddenly rolled his eyes at the two of them.

Oudou, the master is stupid.

After rolling his eyes, Dazhu ran away, riding away from Juechen.

Its running back is full of happiness.

The people of Xia, Shang and Zhou were all stupid.

What's going on? The affectionate eyes on the lawn just now, the unyielding dependence... are all lies? Do police dogs still need to be trained to become undercover agents with thousands of faces? Or is it Dazhu who is gifted with amazing acting skills?

Zuo Fei patted him on the shoulder and joked: "In Dazhu's heart, his status is second only to his eldest brother. Big brother, his second son, my third son, and my parents' fourth son. Your ranking just now was calculated as 1.5,

Now tied for third with me.”

The human heart of the world is really sinister. Xia Shangzhou was deceived by a wolf dog. He felt a little dazed and subconsciously said: "It's true."

Zuo Fei laughed out loud.

Xia Shangzhou was a little at a loss. This was the first time he encountered this kind of situation. In front of this person, he blurted out what was on his mind one after another. Even the old habit of biting his lower lip didn't work.

He looked at Zuo Fei's face and reflected in his heart, am I a face control person?

Although Zuo Fei was very handsome, so handsome that he could even hold his white hair perfectly, which would be impossible for ordinary people, but that white hair was so conspicuous that Xia Shangzhou was taken away from his sight without even realizing it.

He remembered an old criminal investigation drama he had watched before. In one episode, the victim was a gangster who liked to dye his hair. After reforming, he went to work as an apprentice in a barber shop. His hair was dyed white a month before the murder.

When the forensic doctor saw the white-haired corpse, he immediately judged from the hair texture that the victim was not the gangster.

Because people who often dye their hair must have poor hair quality. Asians who want to dye their dark hair into white hair must first bleach it at least three times before they can get a better white color. After a set of deep bleaching, the hair quality will definitely be better.

It is no different than withered grass.

Moreover, it is extremely difficult to maintain the color of hair dyed white, and it will start to turn yellow a week or two after dyeing. Therefore, a corpse with good hair quality and white hair cannot be a gangster.

Zuo Fei's white hair glowed with soft silver. According to the medical examiner's opinion, deep bleaching would definitely damage the hair quality.

If Zuo Fei hadn't had gray hair, he would be even more handsome than he is now.

Because Zuo Fei looks good with white hair, it's not a special case where his facial features are not so good-looking and suddenly stands out when he dyes his light-colored hair. It's just that his facial features are so good that no matter what hair color he dyes, he will look good.

Xia Shangzhou came to his senses and found that they had been standing at the foot of the steps for an unknown amount of time.

The point is, Zuo Fei was looking at him for who knows how long.

Xia Shangzhou was nervous, his expression suddenly cold, and he said seriously: "Dyeing your hair white will hurt your hair."

Then the remedy: "It will turn yellow."

But then he made up for it again: "It was what the forensic doctor in the criminal investigation drama said during the autopsy."

It's over.

Xia Shangzhou wanted to print a qwq and put it on his face.

So stupid.

Zuo Fei suppressed his laughter and solemnly took out the information he had checked and said: "You are right. In order to make your hair white enough, you need to use a shampoo that specifically removes yellow pigments after dyeing, such as purple shampoo.

Better whitening effect. However, with this type of shampoo, the hair quality will be worse.”
To be continued...