Chapter 37
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Time is like water.
In a blink of an eye, three children have gone to primary school.
Clark is ten years old, Eric and Charles are seven years old.
In the bathroom, Mike looked at himself in the mirror and said discontentedly, "after all these years, why am I still so handsome? How can this make other people live!"
Mike shook his head gently and puffed.
"Dad, what did you say?"
Clark opened the bathroom door with a sly eye, but asked solemnly.
"Cough!" Mike blush, clenched his fist and coughed gently. Mike hung up the towel and said, "what? Your friend is here?"
Clark invited a friend to his home today.
Clark shook his head and said, "no, it's still early."
"Dad, what do you cook for lunch?"
Seeing Clark's greedy appearance, Mike bent his fingers and knocked Clark's head. Seeing Clark's indifference, he said helplessly, "what do you want to eat?"
"Eat hot pot!"
Clark said with a smile, "I told her to invite her to eat Chinese food."
"Her?"
Mike caught the point in his words.
Clark blinked, blushed slightly, and said, "didn't I tell you?"
Mike pinched his chin and said, "no!"
"Well done, though!"
Reached out and patted Clark on the head.
Clark laughed.
"What are you laughing at? Go to the kitchen and help wash the dishes."
"No problem!"
Clark cleverly answered and walked downstairs. After he walked away, a funny voice came into Mike's ear.
"Dad, you are really handsome! Handsome, handsome!"
Mark was stunned and immediately lost his voice and smiled.
"This boy..."
Mike went out of the bathroom and walked to Eric and Charles' room.
Push open the door, and the two people lying on the table immediately sit straight and look at Mike with a flattering smile.
Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "how's it going? Is it over?"
Charles jumped down from the chair, raised his chest, looked up, reached into a salute, and said loudly, "report sir, I've memorized it."
Mike nodded and looked at Eric.
Eric proudly said, "it's so simple. Of course, your extremely smart son has recited it completely."
"OK!"
Mike nodded approvingly, walked to the bedside and sat down, saying, "recite it for me, Eric first."
Eric opened his mouth and said, "one by one, one by two, two by two..."
A few minutes later, when they finished reciting, Mike nodded and said, "OK, you can watch TV."
Two people cheered and ran downstairs at a sprint speed.
Mike shook his head secretly.
This damn school doesn't even teach a multiplication formula. When each student goes to school, he directly sends a calculator to each student. After leaving the calculator, he has to count a simple number for half a day. How can this work?
Fortunately, these two children are smart since childhood and learn everything quickly.
In other words, these three boys really didn't let him worry about their studies.
"Gee, I trained them well."
Mike whispered and walked downstairs.
Hotpot is simple, but it also needs to be prepared.
Half an hour later, when all the ingredients were ready, the doorbell rang.
"Coming!"
Mike's eyes lit up and he hurried to the door. Clark nervously followed Mike and said to Mike, "Dad, don't ask anything embarrassing."
"I know, I know."
Mike waved his hand casually.
Clark:?.
What are you obviously asking? Hey!
Mike opened the door and looked at the two people outside.
A middle-aged man and a girl of Clark's age.
Mike glanced at them, hurried out of the way and said, "please come in."
"Sorry, take the liberty of visiting."
The middle-aged man said politely and explained, "it's a little far from home here. I'm a little worried about hope coming alone, so... Clark, don't you blame me?"
Clark hurriedly said, "no, uncle, it's my thoughtlessness."
The child is very polite and makes a good impression at first sight.
The middle-aged man smiled, walked in with his daughter and said, "didn't you prepare a gift for Clark?"
Hope nodded and handed Clark a gift box with his hands behind his back.
Clark took it and said, "thank you."
"You're welcome!" Hope pulled the corners of his mouth and said helplessly, "hank has to follow. It's simply too willful."
Hank Pimm's face froze, helpless: "this child..."
Mike looked at father and daughter,
"Come on, come in."
Mike beckoned the two to enter, reached out to the middle-aged man and said, "Mike Kent."
"Hank Pimm, you can call me Hank."
Ant man?
Go to school, make friends, can you meet superhero parents?
Mike blinked. Although he was very surprised, he smiled on his face and said naturally, "please sit down. Are you used to Chinese food?"
"No problem!" Hank Pimm sat down with a smile and said, "I eat occasionally. I like it very much."
"That's good."
Mike smiled and led them to sit down. He called Eric and Charles who watched TV. After introducing them to their father and daughter, he served the dishes, mixed the ingredients for them, and finally put a mandarin duck pot.
He bought this pot from the Chinatown market before.
Gudong, Gudong
The sharp contrast between the spicy red soup and the delicious clear soup makes one's fingers tremble, especially with the smell of steam, which makes people salivate.
Mike smiled at them and said, "try it. I made it myself."
"My father made it delicious!"
Charles has a proud face.
Mike stared at Charles, but his heart was dark, especially after seeing Clark and Eric nodding madly aside, his heart was more comfortable.
The child... Always tells the big truth.
He winked at Charles vaguely, and the corners of Charles' mouth slightly stirred up.
Hank Pimm nodded, picked up the chopsticks on the table, took a piece of meat from the clear soup, tasted it, and his eyes lit up.
It tastes really good.
"Delicious."
Hank Pimm praised, and then saw the father and son opposite, who had not picked up food from the clear soup at all, but had been picking up food from the red soup. He hesitated to move his chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.
Shouldn't it be very spicy?
But when he put it into his mouth, he immediately regretted it.
It tastes good, but he feels like someone set a fire on the tip of his tongue.
"Hiss!"
He couldn't help but take a breath and saw hope eager to try the red soup. While taking a breath, he said, "it's very spicy. You can eat clear soup."
Hope looked at his father's constant breathing, as if he had been spicy, and nodded hesitantly.
She and her father don't usually eat spicy food.
"Spicy?" Eric raised his head from the bowl, looked at hank Pimm suspiciously and said, "it's not spicy at all! And men want spicy!"
He also patted himself on the chest.
Hearing the words, the macks and even his daughter's eyes fell on him.
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Time is like water.
In a blink of an eye, three children have gone to primary school.
Clark is ten years old, Eric and Charles are seven years old.
In the bathroom, Mike looked at himself in the mirror and said discontentedly, "after all these years, why am I still so handsome? How can this make other people live!"
Mike shook his head gently and puffed.
"Dad, what did you say?"
Clark opened the bathroom door with a sly eye, but asked solemnly.
"Cough!" Mike blush, clenched his fist and coughed gently. Mike hung up the towel and said, "what? Your friend is here?"
Clark invited a friend to his home today.
Clark shook his head and said, "no, it's still early."
"Dad, what do you cook for lunch?"
Seeing Clark's greedy appearance, Mike bent his fingers and knocked Clark's head. Seeing Clark's indifference, he said helplessly, "what do you want to eat?"
"Eat hot pot!"
Clark said with a smile, "I told her to invite her to eat Chinese food."
"Her?"
Mike caught the point in his words.
Clark blinked, blushed slightly, and said, "didn't I tell you?"
Mike pinched his chin and said, "no!"
"Well done, though!"
Reached out and patted Clark on the head.
Clark laughed.
"What are you laughing at? Go to the kitchen and help wash the dishes."
"No problem!"
Clark cleverly answered and walked downstairs. After he walked away, a funny voice came into Mike's ear.
"Dad, you are really handsome! Handsome, handsome!"
Mark was stunned and immediately lost his voice and smiled.
"This boy..."
Mike went out of the bathroom and walked to Eric and Charles' room.
Push open the door, and the two people lying on the table immediately sit straight and look at Mike with a flattering smile.
Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "how's it going? Is it over?"
Charles jumped down from the chair, raised his chest, looked up, reached into a salute, and said loudly, "report sir, I've memorized it."
Mike nodded and looked at Eric.
Eric proudly said, "it's so simple. Of course, your extremely smart son has recited it completely."
"OK!"
Mike nodded approvingly, walked to the bedside and sat down, saying, "recite it for me, Eric first."
Eric opened his mouth and said, "one by one, one by two, two by two..."
A few minutes later, when they finished reciting, Mike nodded and said, "OK, you can watch TV."
Two people cheered and ran downstairs at a sprint speed.
Mike shook his head secretly.
This damn school doesn't even teach a multiplication formula. When each student goes to school, he directly sends a calculator to each student. After leaving the calculator, he has to count a simple number for half a day. How can this work?
Fortunately, these two children are smart since childhood and learn everything quickly.
In other words, these three boys really didn't let him worry about their studies.
"Gee, I trained them well."
Mike whispered and walked downstairs.
Hotpot is simple, but it also needs to be prepared.
Half an hour later, when all the ingredients were ready, the doorbell rang.
"Coming!"
Mike's eyes lit up and he hurried to the door. Clark nervously followed Mike and said to Mike, "Dad, don't ask anything embarrassing."
"I know, I know."
Mike waved his hand casually.
Clark:?.
What are you obviously asking? Hey!
Mike opened the door and looked at the two people outside.
A middle-aged man and a girl of Clark's age.
Mike glanced at them, hurried out of the way and said, "please come in."
"Sorry, take the liberty of visiting."
The middle-aged man said politely and explained, "it's a little far from home here. I'm a little worried about hope coming alone, so... Clark, don't you blame me?"
Clark hurriedly said, "no, uncle, it's my thoughtlessness."
The child is very polite and makes a good impression at first sight.
The middle-aged man smiled, walked in with his daughter and said, "didn't you prepare a gift for Clark?"
Hope nodded and handed Clark a gift box with his hands behind his back.
Clark took it and said, "thank you."
"You're welcome!" Hope pulled the corners of his mouth and said helplessly, "hank has to follow. It's simply too willful."
Hank Pimm's face froze, helpless: "this child..."
Mike looked at father and daughter,
"Come on, come in."
Mike beckoned the two to enter, reached out to the middle-aged man and said, "Mike Kent."
"Hank Pimm, you can call me Hank."
Ant man?
Go to school, make friends, can you meet superhero parents?
Mike blinked. Although he was very surprised, he smiled on his face and said naturally, "please sit down. Are you used to Chinese food?"
"No problem!" Hank Pimm sat down with a smile and said, "I eat occasionally. I like it very much."
"That's good."
Mike smiled and led them to sit down. He called Eric and Charles who watched TV. After introducing them to their father and daughter, he served the dishes, mixed the ingredients for them, and finally put a mandarin duck pot.
He bought this pot from the Chinatown market before.
Gudong, Gudong
The sharp contrast between the spicy red soup and the delicious clear soup makes one's fingers tremble, especially with the smell of steam, which makes people salivate.
Mike smiled at them and said, "try it. I made it myself."
"My father made it delicious!"
Charles has a proud face.
Mike stared at Charles, but his heart was dark, especially after seeing Clark and Eric nodding madly aside, his heart was more comfortable.
The child... Always tells the big truth.
He winked at Charles vaguely, and the corners of Charles' mouth slightly stirred up.
Hank Pimm nodded, picked up the chopsticks on the table, took a piece of meat from the clear soup, tasted it, and his eyes lit up.
It tastes really good.
"Delicious."
Hank Pimm praised, and then saw the father and son opposite, who had not picked up food from the clear soup at all, but had been picking up food from the red soup. He hesitated to move his chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.
Shouldn't it be very spicy?
But when he put it into his mouth, he immediately regretted it.
It tastes good, but he feels like someone set a fire on the tip of his tongue.
"Hiss!"
He couldn't help but take a breath and saw hope eager to try the red soup. While taking a breath, he said, "it's very spicy. You can eat clear soup."
Hope looked at his father's constant breathing, as if he had been spicy, and nodded hesitantly.
She and her father don't usually eat spicy food.
"Spicy?" Eric raised his head from the bowl, looked at hank Pimm suspiciously and said, "it's not spicy at all! And men want spicy!"
He also patted himself on the chest.
Hearing the words, the macks and even his daughter's eyes fell on him.
Time is like water.In a blink of an eye, three children have gone to primary school.Clark is ten years old, Eric and Charles are seven years old.In the bathroom, Mike looked at himself in the mirror and said discontentedly, "after all these years, why am I still so handsome? How can this make other people live!"Mike shook his head gently and puffed."Dad, what did you say?"Clark opened the bathroom door with a sly eye, but asked solemnly."Cough!" Mike blush, clenched his fist and coughed gently. Mike hung up the towel and said, "what? Your friend is here?"Clark invited a friend to his home today.Clark shook his head and said, "no, it's still early.""Dad, what do you cook for lunch?"Seeing Clark's greedy appearance, Mike bent his fingers and knocked Clark's head. Seeing Clark's indifference, he said helplessly, "what do you want to eat?""Eat hot pot!"Clark said with a smile, "I told her to invite her to eat Chinese food.""Her?"Mike caught the point in his words.Clark blinked, blushed slightly, and said, "didn't I tell you?"Mike pinched his chin and said, "no!""Well done, though!"Reached out and patted Clark on the head.Clark laughed."What are you laughing at? Go to the kitchen and help wash the dishes.""No problem!"Clark cleverly answered and walked downstairs. After he walked away, a funny voice came into Mike's ear."Dad, you are really handsome! Handsome, handsome!"Mark was stunned and immediately lost his voice and smiled."This boy..."Mike went out of the bathroom and walked to Eric and Charles' room.Push open the door, and the two people lying on the table immediately sit straight and look at Mike with a flattering smile.Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "how's it going? Is it over?"Charles jumped down from the chair, raised his chest, looked up, reached into a salute, and said loudly, "report sir, I've memorized it."Mike nodded and looked at Eric.Eric proudly said, "it's so simple. Of course, your extremely smart son has recited it completely.""OK!"Mike nodded approvingly, walked to the bedside and sat down, saying, "recite it for me, Eric first."Eric opened his mouth and said, "one by one, one by two, two by two..."A few minutes later, when they finished reciting, Mike nodded and said, "OK, you can watch TV."Two people cheered and ran downstairs at a sprint speed.Mike shook his head secretly.This damn school doesn't even teach a multiplication formula. When each student goes to school, he directly sends a calculator to each student. After leaving the calculator, he has to count a simple number for half a day. How can this work?Fortunately, these two children are smart since childhood and learn everything quickly.In other words, these three boys really didn't let him worry about their studies."Gee, I trained them well."Mike whispered and walked downstairs.Hotpot is simple, but it also needs to be prepared.Half an hour later, when all the ingredients were ready, the doorbell rang."Coming!"Mike's eyes lit up and he hurried to the door. Clark nervously followed Mike and said to Mike, "Dad, don't ask anything embarrassing.""I know, I know."Mike waved his hand casually.Clark:?.What are you obviously asking? Hey!Mike opened the door and looked at the two people outside.A middle-aged man and a girl of Clark's age.Mike glanced at them, hurried out of the way and said, "please come in.""Sorry, take the liberty of visiting."The middle-aged man said politely and explained, "it's a little far from home here. I'm a little worried about hope coming alone, so... Clark, don't you blame me?"Clark hurriedly said, "no, uncle, it's my thoughtlessness."The child is very polite and makes a good impression at first sight.The middle-aged man smiled, walked in with his daughter and said, "didn't you prepare a gift for Clark?"Hope nodded and handed Clark a gift box with his hands behind his back.Clark took it and said, "thank you.""You're welcome!" Hope pulled the corners of his mouth and said helplessly, "hank has to follow. It's simply too willful."Hank Pimm's face froze, helpless: "this child..."Mike looked at father and daughter,"Come on, come in."Mike beckoned the two to enter, reached out to the middle-aged man and said, "Mike Kent.""Hank Pimm, you can call me Hank."Ant man?Go to school, make friends, can you meet superhero parents?Mike blinked. Although he was very surprised, he smiled on his face and said naturally, "please sit down. Are you used to Chinese food?""No problem!" Hank Pimm sat down with a smile and said, "I eat occasionally. I like it very much.""That's good."Mike smiled and led them to sit down. He called Eric and Charles who watched TV. After introducing them to their father and daughter, he served the dishes, mixed the ingredients for them, and finally put a mandarin duck pot.He bought this pot from the Chinatown market before.Gudong, GudongThe sharp contrast between the spicy red soup and the delicious clear soup makes one's fingers tremble, especially with the smell of steam, which makes people salivate.Mike smiled at them and said, "try it. I made it myself.""My father made it delicious!"Charles has a proud face.Mike stared at Charles, but his heart was dark, especially after seeing Clark and Eric nodding madly aside, his heart was more comfortable.The child... Always tells the big truth.He winked at Charles vaguely, and the corners of Charles' mouth slightly stirred up.Hank Pimm nodded, picked up the chopsticks on the table, took a piece of meat from the clear soup, tasted it, and his eyes lit up.It tastes really good."Delicious."Hank Pimm praised, and then saw the father and son opposite, who had not picked up food from the clear soup at all, but had been picking up food from the red soup. He hesitated to move his chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.Shouldn't it be very spicy?But when he put it into his mouth, he immediately regretted it.It tastes good, but he feels like someone set a fire on the tip of his tongue."Hiss!"He couldn't help but take a breath and saw hope eager to try the red soup. While taking a breath, he said, "it's very spicy. You can eat clear soup."Hope looked at his father's constant breathing, as if he had been spicy, and nodded hesitantly.She and her father don't usually eat spicy food."Spicy?" Eric raised his head from the bowl, looked at hank Pimm suspiciously and said, "it's not spicy at all! And men want spicy!"He also patted himself on the chest.Hearing the words, the macks and even his daughter's eyes fell on him.
