Chapter XXXVII
Time is like water.
In the blink of an eye, the three children have entered primary school.
Clark is ten years old, and Eric and Charles are also seven years old.
In the bathroom, Mike looked at himself in the mirror and said dissatisfiedly: "After so many years, why am I still so handsome?" What a way for other people to live! β
Mike shook his head slightly, and let out a long sigh.
"Dad, what did you say?"
Clark opened the bathroom door, his eyes sly, but he asked seriously.
"Ahem!" Mike's face turned red, he clenched his fists and coughed lightly, Mike hung up the towel and said, "What?" Your friend is coming? β
Clark invited a friend to his home today.
Clark shook his head and said, "No, it's still early." β
"Dad, what do you do for lunch?"
Seeing that Clark looked greedy, Mike knocked Clarke's head with his fingers, and when he saw Clarke's nonchalant appearance, he said helplessly: "What do you want to eat?" β
"Let's eat hot pot!"
Clark grinned and said, "I told her and invited her to eat Chinese food." β
"She?"
Mike caught the point.
Clark blinked, blushed slightly, and said, "Didn't I tell you?" β
Mike pinched his chin and said, "No! β
"Still, well done!"
He reached out and patted Clark on the head.
Clark smiled.
"What are you smirking at? Go to the kitchen and help wash the dishes. β
"No problem!"
Clark obediently answered and walked downstairs, and when he was far away, a somewhat teasing voice came to Mike's ears.
"Dad, you're really handsome! Old handsome, old handsome! β
Mark was stunned, then laughed.
"This kid ......"
Mike walked out of the bathroom and towards Eric and Charles' room.
Pushing open the door, the two people lying on the table immediately sat up straight, looking at Mike with a flattering smile.
Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "How's it going?" Is it done with the memorization? β
Charles jumped down from his chair, raised his chest, reached out and saluted, and said loudly, "Report sir, I have memorized it." β
Mike nodded, looking at Eric.
Eric said proudly: "It's so simple, your extremely smart son, of course, has memorized it completely." β
"Okay!"
Mike nodded approvingly, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said, "You guys carry it for me, Eric will come first." β
Eric opened his mouth and said, "One by one, one by one, one by two, two by two......"
After a few minutes, after the two of them finished reciting, Mike nodded and said, "Okay, you can watch TV." β
The two of them cheered and ran down the stairs at a sprint speed.
Mike shook his head secretly.
This damn school doesn't even teach a multiplication formula, and every student goes to school, just one person directly sends a calculator, and then leaves the calculator, and even a simple number has to be counted for half a day, how can this work?
Fortunately, these two children are smart from an early age and learn everything quickly.
In other words, these three boys really didn't let him worry about learning.
"Tsk, I've cultivated it well."
Mike whispered and headed downstairs.
Although the hot pot is simple, it also needs to start preparing.
Half an hour later, when all the ingredients were ready, the doorbell rang.
"It's coming!"
Mike's eyes lit up and he walked quickly 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.
Clarke:β’_β’.
What are you asking about?
Mike opened the door and looked at the two people outside the door for a moment's astonishment.
A middle-aged man, and a girl about Clark's age.
Mike glanced at the two of them, hurriedly stepped out of the way, and said, "Please come in." β
"Sorry to take the liberty of visiting."
The middle-aged man said politely and explained: "It's a little far from home, and I'm a little worried about Hope coming alone, so ...... Clarke, you won't blame me, will you? β
Clark hurriedly said, "No, uncle, I didn't think it through. β
The kid was very polite and made a good impression at first sight.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, walked in with his daughter, and said, "Didn't you prepare a gift for Clark?" β
Hope nodded, holding a gift box in both hands behind his back and handing it to Clark.
Clark took it and said, "Thank you." β
"No thanks!" Hope tugged at the corners of his mouth and said helplessly: "Hank has to follow, it's too willful." β
Hank Pym's face froze, and he looked helpless: "This kid ......"
Mike glanced at the father and daughter,
"Quick, come in."
Mike beckoned the two to enter, stretched out his hand to the middle-aged man, and said, "Mike Kent." β
"Hank Pym, you can call me Hank."
Ant-Man?
Go to school, make friends, and meet superhero parents?
Mike blinked, although he was extremely surprised in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he said naturally: "Please sit, are you used to Chinese cuisine?" β
"No problem!" Hank Pym sat down with a smile and said, "I eat occasionally, and I like it very much." β
"That's good."
Mike smiled and led the two to sit down, called Eric and Charles, who were watching TV, introduced the two to the father and daughter, served the dishes, adjusted the ingredients for them, and finally put a mandarin duck pot.
He bought this pot from a market in Chinatown before.
Goo-dong, goo-dong......
The contrast between the spicy red soup and the fresh consommΓ© is appetizing, especially with the aroma of steam.
Mike smiled at the two of them, "Taste it, I made the base myself." β
"My dad's cooking is delicious!"
Charles looked proud.
Mike glared at Charles, but his heart was darkly refreshed, especially after seeing Clark and Eric nodding frantically on the side.
This kid ...... Always tell the big truth.
Blinked vaguely at Charles, and the corners of Charles's mouth were slightly hooked.
Hank Pym nodded, picked up the chopsticks placed on the table, took a piece of meat from the consommΓ© and tasted it, his eyes lit up.
It tastes really good.
"It's delicious."
Hank Pym praised, and then saw that the father and son on the other side had not eaten from the clear soup at all, and had been eating from the red soup, so he moved his chopsticks with some hesitation, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
Shouldn't it be too spicy, right?
But when he put it in his mouth, he immediately regretted it.
It tasted good, but he felt like someone had put a fire on the tip of his tongue.
"Shhh
I couldn't help but gasp, seeing that Hope was eager to try the red soup, while inhaling the cool air, he said, "It's very spicy, you can eat the clear soup." β
Hope saw that his father kept inhaling the cool air, as if he was spicy, and nodded hesitantly.
She and his father don't usually eat much spicy food.
"Spicy?" Eric looked up from the bowl, looked at Hank Pym suspiciously, and said, "It's not spicy at all!" And men have to eat spicy food! β
As he spoke, he patted his chest.
Hearing this, Mike's family, and even his daughter's eyes fell on him.