After a few peaceful days, Ye Qingqing suddenly discovered that Zhu Zi's daily routine had undergone a complete change.

The former night owl has started living a regular life, getting up at 7 a.m. and going to bed at 10 p.m. He even takes the initiative to pick up and drop off Tian Tian and Xiao Tong from school, becoming a model older brother.

That's terrifying.

What's even more shocking is that this guy actually enrolled in the night school, the one his cousin recommended. Ye Qingqing thought Zhu Zi would forget about it after hearing about it, but to her surprise, the day after they had dinner, he happily enrolled and then studied from 7:30 to 9:30 every night without missing a single class.

He became a model student.

This person is completely different from the unrestrained and free-spirited Zhu Zi of the past. If it weren't for the fact that it's still the same person, Ye Qingqing would have suspected that someone was impersonating her.

"Sweetie, what happened to your brother lately?"

One evening after dinner, Zhu Zi hurriedly ate a few bites and drove to night school. Ye Qingqing couldn't hold back any longer and asked Tian Tian, ​​who was closest to Zhu Zi, thinking that she might know something.

Sweetie shook her head blankly, "I don't know, what's wrong with my brother? Sister Qingqing, did he break up with his girlfriend?"

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes. "He's not heartbroken, your brother's a bachelor!"

She thought to herself, "If I'm going to have a breakup, it'll be with someone like Wu."

"What happened? Sister Qingqing, why don't you get my brother's brain checked?" Tiantian was very worried, afraid that her only relative had a mental illness.

Ye Mingcheng couldn't stand it anymore and said irritably, "Xiao Zhu is back on track. This is what a normal person's life is like. What are you all thinking? This is clearly a good thing to celebrate."

Now Xiao Zhu is so energetic and spirited, unlike before when he was a night owl and looked like a beggar every day. Ye Mingcheng saw through this and was anxious, but now he can finally rest assured.

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes again. Zhu Zi was not a normal person at all. How could he do normal things? What was abnormal was that he was acting like this. He was extremely abnormal.

Every effect has a cause; she needs to investigate thoroughly.

Wuchen, however, was indifferent to the matter. She shouted at Ye Mingcheng, "Dad, I'm going to Dafosi Temple for vegetarian food tomorrow. I made plans with Huixin, so I won't be having lunch at home."

"Do you want Dad to take you there?" Ye Mingcheng asked kindly, pleased that Wuchen had made a friend his own age, even if the other person was a little monk, it was better than nothing.

"No need, I'll take a car there myself."

Wuchen shook his head like a rattle drum. His bald head shone even brighter under the light, reflecting light so brightly it was almost dazzling. Ye Qingqing glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and her mind raced as she thought of a question she had overlooked several times.

She then pulled Ye Mingcheng to the kitchen and quietly asked him the question that had been on her mind.

Ye Mingcheng was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Wuchen had thick, black hair when he was little, and he was very handsome. How could he have been born hairless?"

"Why isn't Wuchen growing a single hair? She's been at my house for almost a year now, and look at her head, it's so thick it could be a light bulb at night," Ye Qingqing asked, pointing at Wuchen sitting under the lamplight outside.

Ye Mingcheng looked at Wuchen and saw that it was indeed sparkling, which stunned him.

If Ye Qingqing hadn't brought it up, he really wouldn't have noticed. He'd seen Wuchen's bald head since he was little, and it had formed a fixed impression in his mind that Wuchen's head had to be bald to be normal. So when Wuchen didn't grow hair for a year, Ye Mingcheng didn't think much of it.

"Yeah, why isn't Wuchen growing any hair? Could it be malnutrition? Qingqing, you should take a look."

Ye Mingcheng panicked. What kind of image did the little girl have with a bald head? He had been so careless.