"Are you a pig-brained?" Xia Yang finally slapped him on the head unbearably, "If it's useful to scare him, I'll sit here and stare? That's the same as how fast you are talking on the Internet now. What's the difference?"

Zhang Hao was also stunned: "This is not good, that is not good, I'll just sit and wait to die?"

"You really have to sit and wait to die!" Xia Yang gave him a cold look, and Zhang Hao's heart shuddered, "You should go to jail, you should drop out of school, anyway, it's useless to find Lao Tzu now."

"The day after tomorrow will be the Xue family's press conference, and I don't know what the young master looks like now?" An uncle in his fifties or sixties pinched his chess pieces and chatted with gossip while watching the chessboard.

Not only this uncle, but since the Xue family issued a statement, netizens have been eagerly waiting. Almost everyone in Beijing is waiting to see what the young master who has been missing for 18 years looks like. What exactly happened.

After all, the influence of this incident is too great. The Xue family is not an ordinary family, and it has attracted much attention. Not to mention, many people have experienced this incident in person. Even young children, many people listen to the family. The elders told this story.

"You shouldn't be too bad, but you must not have the resources you got in Xue's family in terms of food, clothing, cost, education." Another middle-aged man sitting behind the uncle watching chess said smoking a cigarette.

"It's up to you to say that even if you look at the whole country, there are only a handful of people who can compete with the Xue family. There must be a world of difference between growing up in the Xue family and growing outside."

"Fortunately, I found it back." Another said, "I think the young master is only about twenty years old this year, and everything is still in time, otherwise, this life will be over."

"..."

"Hey, Lao Xia, are you out of shape today?" The uncle on the other side smiled and dropped a child, and then picked up a piece of Xia Chengzhang's white child with a smile.

"Can you do it, Lao Xia, if you can't, I'll come." The person sitting behind Xia Chengzhang watching chess coaxed.

"Hurry up and cherish the precious time you have as neighbors with Lao Xia," the uncle who played chess across from him laughed, "A golden phoenix flew out of this slum area, and Lao Xia might live in a villa in a few days. A chance to be a neighbor again."

Xia Chengzhang didn't speak for a while, and now he heard the words and waved his hand: "No, no, I have to live for a few years."

Xia Wan did buy a house for him near Huo Yu's residence, and it only took five or six minutes to walk from the community where Huo Yu lived.

The location is suitable and it is on the first floor. The house is much bigger than it is now, but the interior is dirty and old.

Xia Wan planned to do some renovations in the spring, and then let him move in. He also discussed it with him. At that time, besides Aunt Zhang, he planned to invite another live-in aunt, so that once he was busy, he could feel more at ease.

Xia Wan was not short of money now, so Xia Chengzhang did not refuse.

The decoration drawings are almost finished, and Huo Yu, a home improvement company, has also been selected, and the construction will start only when the spring starts to warm up.

But just a few days ago, Huo Yu got an inside message: that area was going to be demolished.

It was a piece of land with a lot of money. Although many details have not yet come out, no one knows that after the demolition, a higher-end residential area should be built.

It was actually a good thing for Xia Chengzhang that the house in Xia Wan could be directly replaced with an elevator room, and the choice of floors was also much freer.

The only trouble is to find another house nearby.

Xia Chengzhang thought about it and decided not to move.

One is that it is troublesome to move around, the other is that he gets along very well with the neighbors here, and he can find someone to help him with anything, and his living is more comfortable than before. It's not too far, and it's convenient to meet.

"I'll just say, Lao Xia will have to move out sooner or later."

"Isn't it? The child is so prosperous, it took Lao Xia several lifetimes to cultivate such a blessing," the uncle who was watching chess said with a smile, "We were all surprised when we saw it on the Internet that day."

"Yeah," said the uncle with a cigarette in between, "I still use the screen name used for hot searches in the evening. We don't even dare to recognize how good-looking that dress is."

"Lao Xia, that's why you're not funny," said the old man sitting next to Xia Chengzhang, "Son is so capable, and the target is the head of the Huo family, how can you hold back and not show it at all?"

Xia Chengzhang listened with his head down, the sun shot from behind him, covering his face in the shadows.

Everyone thought he was watching chess, but did not see the extremely complicated expressions on his face.

"I don't know after the conference of the Xue family in the future," Xia Chengzhang thought, "What kind of expressions and eyes do they use to see themselves?"

Several people were playing Xia Chengzhang in a word, and the uncle who smoked suddenly laughed: "It really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived, Lao Xia, your son is here."

Then he shouted at the crowd enthusiastically: "Late and night, your dad is chess here."

As soon as Xia Wan got out of the car, he immediately laughed and walked over.

He was wearing a hidden cyan coat with a backpack on his shoulders, his posture was upright, and his temperament was surprisingly good.

At one point, this good temperament was interpreted as something unique to art students.

"Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, Uncle Sun, Uncle Zhou ..." Xia Wan greeted politely, one without leakage.

"This child is really low -key and sensible," Uncle Zhou couldn't help but praise, "It's better to raise old summer."

"That's," Xia Wan smiled, "What kind of dad has any children?"

In a crowd of laughter, Xia Chengzhang finally showed some laughter on his face. He gave up his position and said to the old grandson who just let him open, "Come, let you give you."

"Lao Xia, you are not kind." Lao Sun laughed, "Throwing such a bad stall for me."

"OK you." I joked with Lao Li, "You maybe you have not been in the old summer."

Saying laughter is getting farther and farther, Xia Wan pushed Xia Chengzhang into the room.