"Clear, come and see it quickly. I have grey hair!" Bai Chichi stood in front of the bathroom mirror, panicked with a comb.

Stu-qing stepped in with a few quick steps. He carefully held his white head and looked left and right. He shook his head and said, "It's terrible. My wife is really old. Many gray hairs!"

"Really, really, where?" Bai Chi-chi put down his comb, stretched out his hands and grabbed them at the top of his head, then pulled the hair to his eyes.

"Oh, it's not that exaggerated, it's just one or two!" Situ smiled and picked out the white hair and sent it to the...