Despite her morbid afflictions, Grandma Peggy remains commanding in front of Frank.

Frank was afraid of Grandma Peggy in his heart, and secondly, he also had the idea of beating the money in Grandma Peggy's hand, so although he was very impatient with Grandma Peggy's instructions, he had to endure and do them one by one.

After Grandma Peggy moved in, Sheila watched Grandma Peggy's deteriorating condition, and her anger at her had actually disappeared, but she still refused to give in verbally.

"I heard you have cancer?" asked Sheila.

"Yes!" replied Grandma Peggy, annoyed.

"I want you to be in pain!" Sheila cursed.

"I've fulfilled this wish of yours!" Grandma Peggy rolled her eyes, thinking of herself as the lamp god of Aladdin's magic lamp, "You still have two wishes, think about it, don't waste it!"

Sheila was choked up for a moment.

After a while, seeing that Grandma Peggy was really enduring the severe pain in her body, and still couldn't help coughing, Sheila, who was kind by nature, still couldn't help but care, "What's wrong with you?

"No, it's just the cancer cells in my body that are eating my body!" Grandma Peggy said through gritted teeth.

Frank can't stand the verbal exchange between Grandma Peggy and Sheila and wants to hide.

Grandma Peggy saw him going out with his clothes and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Uh......" Frank quickly turned his mind and came up with an excuse, "I'm going to buy you cigarettes!

"Get me another lighter, and get me a blue one, the pink one you bought for me last time has been thrown away by me, when have I ever used a sissy pink?" said Grandma Peggy.

"Hmm. Frank answered, and walked out.

Sheila said to Frank's back, "Don't forget to buy juice, don't bring pulp!"

Frank slammed the door and let out a sigh of relief from the moment, and couldn't help but curse "Falk the Mahjong" in his heart, and wanted to go to the Elleber bar to drink a few glasses of stuffy wine, but he was afraid that he would come back late and be cleaned up by Grandma Peggy, so he could only walk to the supermarket where Ian worked in despair.

Arriving at the main entrance of the supermarket, Frank found that the door was locked from the inside, and Frank went around to the back door, pulled the handle, and opened the door smoothly.

Frank walked around the front store from the warehouse in the back door, heard a faintly familiar movement coming from behind the shelves, and looked over there to see Ian being in love with Mickey.

This is also the first time that Frank knows that Ian's sexual orientation is like this, but he doesn't care, pouting, but thinks he has a plan, thinking that he has got Ian's handle and wantonly takes goods in the supermarket.

Frank didn't hide his movements, and quickly woke up Ian and Mickey, startling them both out.

Especially Mickey, although he is here with Ian, he is clear about his orientation, but he is not like Ian, who can calmly accept his true self.

Another reason why Mickey hides himself is because his daddy, Terry, is a straight man of steel and a homophobe.

If Terry knew Mickey's orientation, he would have to shoot him!

Don't look at Mickey as the "Little Overlord of the South Side", in front of the more violent Terry, Mickey is just like his name, a Mickey Mouse.

Seeing their panicked looks, Frank said indifferently, "Come on! Relax, boys! It's not a good thing for me to disturb you, I'm coming in through the back door! Remember, if you want to go through the back door in the future, you must lock the back door first!"

Then, carrying a large bag of things, he walked away and threw a word to Ian, "Presumably, my son, who likes to go through the back door, is happy to settle the bill for his father!"

Watching Frank leave triumphantly, Ian, who knew him, quickly calmed down, thinking about how to smooth out the account of the goods that Frank had taken.

Mickey was a little restless, and said irritably, "We're going to chase Frank back and warn him not to tell him what just happened!"

"Don't worry, Mitch, Frank won't talk nonsense. Ian said.

"How can I be relieved of Frank, even if he doesn't talk nonsense when he's sober, what about when he's drunk? He's so much more drunk than when he's sober, and I can't take that risk!" said Mitch.

"So what do you say?" said Ian.

"Let's tie him up, clean him up first, give him a long memory, let him know that I can't be messed with! Or just kill him, it's a hundred!" Mitch blurted out, suddenly remembering the relationship between Ian and Frank, "Uh, he's your daddy, you don't have a problem if I kill him!"

"I'm fine! I just don't have the guts of you, otherwise I'd have done it myself!" Ian said with a smile.

"OK! Since you're okay, I'll go and do things now!" Mickey hurried out with a dark face, not wanting to wait for a moment, for fear of waiting for another second, Frank had already told him what had just happened.

"Hey......" Ian saw that Mickey seemed to take his joke seriously, and wanted to stop him, but Mickey had already pushed the door and ran away.

Ian knows that Mickey is a man of his word, and if he says that he wants to kill Frank, he will definitely do it!

He has no affection for Frank, and as he says, many times, he himself wants to kill Frank himself.

What Ian is really worried about is Mickey, Mickey gives him a good feeling, although Mickey has such and such shortcomings, but the relationship between the two people is very harmonious.

Although Mickey is confident and unknowingly kills Frank, Skynet is restored and not leaked, and in case of an incident, what awaits Mickey is an indefinite prison sentence.

Ian didn't want that to happen, Frank didn't want to die, and it wouldn't be worth it if he put Mickey in it.

Ian decides to talk to Frank first, talks to Linda, closes the store temporarily, and goes to Jackson's house to find Frank, where he sees Frank sitting on the steps of the doorway drinking.

Ian walked over to him and said, "Mitch thinks you're going to tell you about today's events and plan to kill you!"

"Oh, then ask him to do it quickly, I've had enough of all this, I just can't do it myself, or I would have done it myself!" Frank had already drunk most of the bottle of wine he had taken from the supermarket, and he was half drunk, and his courage became stronger.

"I'm not kidding you! Mickey is serious!" Ian said.

"I'm serious, too! This goddamn life! You send my things into the house for me, give them to your grandmother, and if you don't want to see her, just leave your things at the door, ring the doorbell and leave, and let her open the door and get it herself! Ha, who else wants to see that damn old woman? No! No! I don't want to see her!"

As he spoke, he raised his head and drained the wine in the bottle, threw it into the empty bottle, and walked away drunk, swaying away.