If you analyze it rationally, your brother must have nothing to do with Lan Ze's childhood experience. However, your brother appeared in that environment, and the entire environment left too deep a mark on Lan Ze.

Friends who also appeared in that environment, those who had bullied him and had long been unrecognizable. The power of development is great. After many years, they can always be calm.

But my brother has almost never changed his appearance. At most, his clothes and hairstyle have changed.

Brother Bai Quanming is ten years older than Lanze. While Xiao Lanze grew up, he was already a teenager in his twenties, and it was when his appearance and smell were fixed.

The brother sighed. He didn't use a hairpin. He put on his clothes first, then looked for substitutes for a long time. Finally, he used a toothbrush to fix the long, half-dry and unwet hair on the top of his head.

At this moment, the two old people came back.

The two old men were holding large trays in their hands, and there were teapots and tea cups on both trays. The trays on Mr. Lan were piled with several plates of desserts.

"Why did you bring it back by yourself? Didn't you ask them to send it?" the brother saw it and asked.

"He insisted on taking action himself." Old Man Wei said nodded.

The brother stepped forward and took two large trays, two trays, two kinds of tea. Old Man Wei’s pot of jasmine tea, and Old Man Orchid’s pot of yellow buds.

The tray in Mr. Lan's hand was quite heavy. My brother almost flipped it up at first, so the old man still held it.

"Why did you buy so many snacks back?" the brother asked strangely.

"He insisted on buying it." Mr. Lan replied.

"Is there anyone who doesn't eat snacks when drinking tea?" Old Man Wei exploded.

"Hmph." Old Master Lan put down the tray and ignored him.

"Do you think so? Who doesn't drink tea and eat snacks?" Old Man Wei got the truth.

"Eat by pound?" Mr. Lan asked him three words.

Old Man Wei stopped talking.

The two old men also started to take off their clothes.

Mr. Lan took advantage of the situation and stripped everything on the ground, quickly.

Old Man Wei was still busy sorting out his clothes one by one, and Old Man Lan had already walked to the inner room and stood in front of the large pool.

He bent down and reached out to test the water temperature, and stood up again. "Yes, this water is not hot."

"Who will rub my back?" Mr. Lan asked angrily.

"Dad, I'm here." The brother responded.

He placed the tea and snacks in his hand by the pool.

The old man sat down on the stone pier beside the pool with a big golden knife. The brother used a long-handled scoop of water to water him from the pool and helped the old man take a bath.

Lanze didn't know whether there were stone slugs and water scoops in ancient Rome.

At this moment, seeing their father being kind and filial to his son, he felt a little redundant.

Old man Wei was still trying hard to mess with his clothes. His flesh and blood were very relaxed. After losing the cover of his daily clothes, his aging was suddenly exposed.

In the 35 years ago, when he first returned to the ground, he was quite energetic and ran around the world to write reports. Among the major news facing the public, his portrait was blurred, but it can be seen clearly in the internal news of the consortium. Therefore, he is a famous person recognized by everyone within the consortium.

But suddenly, the hero is entangled by decay.

Mr. Lan sat by the pool, with a tall figure and a tight skin. After removing the cover of clothes, his thin figure suddenly turned into a large burly muscle.

After the brother scrubbed the old man's back, he rinsed it with water. So the old man's skin was even glowing.

Although Mr. Lan's hair is gray, he clearly has a young body.

The lines are much more beautiful than the young man like my brother.

Old Man Wei finally came over and muttered and stopped: "Don't wait for me. You two are so intimate."

When my brother saw him, his expression was a little embarrassed.

"It's so jealous. Seeing you like this, I'll be angry." Old Man Wei kept circling around the ground and continued to complain.

Lan Ze, who had no sense of existence, followed him silently and slipped into the pool in big shorts. Anyway, Old Man Wei said what he wanted to say.

Legend has it that before performing long-term and high-risk tasks, extraterrestrial personnel in the consortium had to undergo a minor operation and go to the hospital for a cut. They would not become eunuchs, but just leave one in the two on the ground and leave a backup for themselves.

When Mr. Wei was walking, Lan Ze secretly observed it. He found that he was not the legendary lonely hero. Think about it, Mr. Wei already had children in the sky and was old. He probably didn't need to leave a backup on the ground.

There is something that Old Man Wei is not as good as Old Man Lan. The hair on the surface of his body has a texture, like a tattoo. However, because the hair is mostly white, you can see it by looking closely.

Therefore, the strong hair may be inherited. Finally, I found a place where my brother and Mr. Lan did not look like him.

Lanze hid in the water and watched them.

"Brother Bird comes here, I'll help you wipe your body." Old Master Lan stood up.

"Don't scream, the children are all here." Old Man Wei protested.

"What are you eagleman, not birdman?"

The words that Mr. Lan said are strange to him. Generally speaking, it is Igorman, which seems to be a Western language that Lanze has learned, but it doesn’t look like it when he pronounces it with smooth accent.

Old Man Wei came over angrily: "Eagle is an eagle. My name is Wei Hanying. Is it wrong to call him eagleman? I am an eagle! I'm a fool, not a bird!"

"When will the eagle be a bird? You can't write the word "eagle" at all, right?" Mr. Lan didn't be polite to him, "Don't argue, I'm talking about the eagle's eagle. By the way, my little brother said you are illiterate."

Lanze hid in the water, and heard it refreshed.

Since Lan Ze entered college at the age of 18, he has never taken a bath with others. He is soaking in water alone in the corner of the pool, and is at ease.

"Dad, don't mention what happened back then, is that okay?" the brother said.

Old Man Wei looked sad.

"Crazy!" Old Master Lan poured a scoop of hot water on Old Man Wei. "Stop here and don't move."

"Dad, will I do it?" The brother came over with the loofah strip, eager to try.

"You can't do it!" Old Master Lan knocked him away, "He can't use that, it's too hard."

Mr. Lan used a towel to help Wei Han scrub, and his movements were neither light nor heavy.

"By the way, come and help me." Old Master Lan called his brother back.

"You all bully me, but I actually know a lot of words long ago." Old Man Wei kept muttering.

A huge title appeared in Lan Ze's mind: Shock! The national hero turned out to be really illiterate!

"Yes, yes, count the words you know. Did you know so many words earlier? Don't register your child's name incorrectly back then? Did Xiaobai ignore you all his life?" Old Man Lan said a lot.
Chapter completed!