And the awkward atmosphere continued, and after exchanging a few unnutritious conversations, both Peter and George found themselves with nothing to say. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info while Ge Wen on the side looked at the two of them without saying a word, as if she thought it was quite interesting.

To change the subject, George quickly announced the start of dinner. Peter didn't raise any objections, although it was a little earlier than he was used to, but it wasn't too much of a problem. Seeing that Gwen and George's father and daughter were both busy in the kitchen, Peter also got up from his seat and began to ask if there was anything he could do to help.

"Don't do any unhelpfulness. Sit down at the table and wait, Dad made his own specialty dish today. Gwen set a few plates on the kitchen table while George turned on the oven. A strange smell of barbecue filled the room, and George smirked twice, put on his gloves, and brought out the baking tray in the oven.

"I hope you're not a vegetarian, because you're sure not to like my masterpiece." George smirked, he was clearly in a good mood now, and even the tone of his speech to Peter was not as blunt as it had been at the beginning. "This is my self-created mille-feuille, also known as heart disease, because after you eat all this thing by yourself, it is estimated that you should have a heart attack."

Peter watched with astonishment as George sliced open the large piece of meat that looked a little black, a streak of grease running down the cut of his knife, and the aroma in the room became a little stronger.

"Marinated turkey, pork, lamb and chicken are coated with a layer of chixican sauce, then they are glued together with eggs and stacked. Finally, it is wrapped in smoked bacon strips and baked in the oven on low heat for two and a half hours. After that, the bacon on the outside has become crispy, but the meat inside is still juicy, and it is the freshest time! George's whole body was already on fire, and there seemed to be an inexplicable flame rising from his body. Now he is very different from the stern cop and snarky father figure before.

"This is what I am proud of!" George shouted, while Gwen covered her face and hit George's forehead with a spoon. And George, who was in high spirits, was suddenly beaten back to his original form by this blow. He covered his head and looked at his daughter pitifully.

"Dad, you're enough!" She was visibly quite dissatisfied. "That's what you saw in a YouTube video last month! You've been eating this lately, and doctors have said that your blood lipids have risen a lot! ”

"But..."

"Nothing! This is the last time, and you are not allowed to do this thing again! Gwen finally swept away her quiet performance, and George, who had looked quite stern before, suddenly shrank down, as if he didn't dare to talk back to his daughter. At this moment, looking at the majestic Gwen, Peter understood who was in charge of the family in the end.

Glancing at George with a look of pity, Peter felt a little silence in his heart for him and for himself, and he seemed to have foreseen his future.

It's not easy for everyone...

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Dinner can't be entirely George's proud 'mille-feuille'. Don't say that Gwen is certainly not satisfied with this, Peter probably can't eat much of such a greasy thing. Gwen prepared a little more Greek salad to neutralize the greasy taste, and added plenty of roasted pumpkin and mashed potatoes to each person's plate, and topped with a spoonful of yogurt.

Although Peter had never had such a strange dinner before, it was surprisingly good. The sweetness of the pumpkin itself is a perfect match for the yogurt itself, and the sweet and sour taste is just right, with a fresh pumpkin fragrance. And George's so-called mille-feuille meat sounds rather ridiculous and ridiculous. But Peter had to admit that it did taste good. Once again, the theory that 'anything is delicious as long as you have enough bacon' has been proven.

At the dinner table, George restrained a lot, and the conversation between him and Peter was mainly homely, and from time to time Gwen would be added to their topic. At this time, Gwen would glare at the two of them fiercely, and Peter and George would have a tacit understanding. Maybe it's because of the sympathy for each other, both sides seem to look at each other a lot. George also began to joke about some of the things in his work.

"That idiot wanted to send two kilograms of drugs from Boston to New York by mail, and we seized them before they were even in the car. But at that time, they were all pseudonyms, and we couldn't find the corresponding person for a while. All we could do at the time was start reverse-searching the credit card that the guy used to pay for postage. You know how slow our department is, it didn't take two weeks to get things done, and the case was at an impasse. ”

"And then?" Peter put a piece of roasted pumpkin into his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on George, who was talking about it. Peter was still quite interested in this aspect of the matter. After all, he is already deeply involved in it now, and he also wants to see how these legitimate law enforcement officers solve things.

"It turned out to be a waste of our efforts. Less than a week later, the guy ran to our police station and demanded to get his package back. Say that we have no right to open and use his package, and let us return it to him immediately. He was arrested on the spot, sentenced to nine years, and is still in prison. Before the story could be finished, Peter and Gwen burst into laughter, and George looked quite satisfied. At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang, George took out his mobile phone, and after seeing the caller ID on it, his face changed.

"Honey, I'm going to answer a call. Wait a minute. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he went into his room. Peter and Gwen munched on their food quietly, listening to George's conversation coming from the room.

"Damn, I took a leave of absence today!"

"Haven't you already transferred me out of this district? What the? How many people do you say? ”

"Four people? Good, good... Okay, no problem. ”

The phone call ended quickly. George walked out of his room, his face rather bad.

"Excuse me, little sweetheart. I'm in a bit of a hurry, and now I have to report to the bureau immediately. He hugged Gwen and kissed her on the cheek. He turned his head to look at Peter, and under his gaze, Peter subconsciously stood up. George was slightly stunned.

"It's a pleasure to meet you today, Peter, you're a nice boy. Unfortunately, even though I'm theoretically on vacation right now, those criminals don't get off work. George shook Peter's hand. Peter hesitated, and blurted out the question in his mind.

"Do you have any urgent case to deal with right now?"

"Urgent case? Sort of. George smiled wryly. He put on his coat and stepped out the door of the apartment. "I guess you'll see it on the news in a while."

The door closes, and all that is left in the whole apartment is Peter and Gwen. Normally, Peter might have some strange thoughts under the influence of his hormones, but now he can't wait to turn on the TV. The afternoon news was just under ten minutes into the first minute. And it didn't take long for the news they had been waiting for to finally leap onto the screen.

"Urgent news report! St. John's Bank, located in Queens, was robbed by gangsters. And due to the launch of bank security measures, these robbers are temporarily trapped inside the bank. Unfortunately, there are other victims who are also trapped inside the bank. Ron, who is on the scene, will continue to report for us. ”

Before the news coverage was over, Peter had already stood up and started to pack his things. And Ge Wen on the side looked at him puzzled.

"What's wrong Peter? Dinner isn't over yet. She was a little flustered, and her usual calm and calm tone was a little more uneasy. Is it that the salad I make is not tasty? Isn't what my dad said a little too much? Don't worry, he's always been like this, and he's not specifically targeting you..."

Her worried chatter was interrupted by a hug from Peter. Her eyes widened in surprise, and then her expression softened again.

"It's okay, I'm just a little worried about my uncle and aunt, after all, it's a bit close to my house. I'm going to go back and see how they are. Peter patted Gwen on the shoulder, then let her go. Sorry, it seems like I messed up this meeting a bit. ”

Gwen blushed a little, looked away and shook her head. "What's the matter, Dad actually likes you quite a lot."

"It couldn't be better." Peter said with a smile. He grabbed his bag and walked out the door. "We'll text you later. If you're still free this weekend, why don't you come out and meet up then? ”

"Okay, no problem." Gwen nodded, a hint of worry flashing across her smiling face. "Be careful, keep yourself safe."