Marvel World Runaway

"Uh, actually just woke up... still a little confused." Debbie looked at Tony, the future Iron Man, who was squatting on the ground, and said with some embarrassment.

After climbing off Pei Bo, he sat on the sofa in the living room and carefully looked at his cheap dad.

In fact, it can also be seen from the movie that Tony is actually a good guy. Of course, the premise is that you can become his friend, a passerby. . .Think about that mallet playing Potion of Extremis. . .

"..." Tony raised his head and looked at his son in surprise. In fact, this incident came very suddenly to him. Just imagine, who did you give it to, and suddenly received a letter saying that you There is a son in the orphanage, let's pick him up after get off work today, who can accept it right away.

"How are you doing recently?" Tony struggled for a long time, and asked Debbie in a low voice.

Debbie looked at the tangled and awkward look on Tony's face, and didn't want to make the relationship between the two of them too rigid. After all, he was no longer the old kid, and the future life of the rich second generation depended on this cheap daddy in front of him. up.

"It's okay." Debbie, who was not very good at communicating with people, didn't know what to say at this meeting, so he could only reply lightly.

"..." In silence, Pei Bo and Hogan looked at the father and son who fell silent, looked at each other, shook their heads, and sighed.

Pei Bo said, "Mr. Stark, you haven't eaten yet." In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Pei Bo, who knew what was going on with Tony, could only interrupt with the meal.

"Yes. Didn't eat." Tony said happily with his eyes brightened.

"Debby, what do you want to eat?" Tony asked Debbie with some expectation.

"Hotpot?" Debbie recalled subconsciously. In his previous life, whenever someone invited someone to dinner and asked Debbie what he would like to eat, he would definitely reply with hotpot.

In fact, Debbie is not very picky about food. He loves hot pot because he likes the atmosphere of eating hot pot with a group of people. As for whether it is delicious or not?That's not what he thought about, anyway, he didn't eat any good food, and he didn't have any favorite food.

"Hot pot? Is it Chinese food?" Tony has never eaten hot pot, but listening to Debbie's pronunciation, Tony still knows a little bit, Chinese and so on, he also needs to know a little bit to do business.

"Hmm. Is there a self-service hot pot here?" Debbie looked at Pei Bo curiously and asked, why didn't he ask Tony?Come on, let's not make trouble.

"Self-service hot pot? I don't know, but I can ask." Pei Bo didn't understand what Debbie was talking about, and said helplessly that he had already prepared dinner, but it seemed useless now.

Afterwards, Pei Bo made a phone call, probably looking for someone to inquire about. After hanging up the phone, he turned to Debbie and said, "There is indeed hot pot, but there is no self-service hot pot as you mentioned~ Is that okay?"

"Uh, whatever, it's just that the self-service hot pot can fill you up." Debbie curled her lips and said indifferently. The five-kilometer turtle is now, and he has become an authentic second-generation rich man.

After eating a hot pot and worrying about paying the bill, there is no need to think about it at all, right?

But what Debbie said was different to the ears of the other people. After hearing Debbie's words, Tony's first reaction was that the orphanage was not full. .

As for Hogan and Pei Bo, they had the same thoughts, secretly hating the orphanage where Debbie had been.

"Hey... let's go, Debbie, you can eat whatever you want today." Tony said with a sigh.

Then the group left the apartment. The atmosphere in the car was terribly silent along the way. Even Pei Bo didn't know how to solve the current atmosphere.

Fortunately, it was not too far from the Chinese restaurant that Pei Bo had inquired about, and they arrived in about ten minutes.

As soon as he entered the door, Debbie saw a very orthodox middle-aged Chinese. The restaurant itself is not very big, and it doesn't look like a waiter.

"Boss, do you have hot pot here?" Debbie looked at the surrounding tables, most of which were cooking dishes, and the sign outside did not say that there was hot pot.

"Oh? My kid's Chinese is pretty good." The middle-aged man said with some surprise. Debbie's sentence just now was a serious mandarin, probably with a slight local accent, but a six or seven-year-old foreign child speaks idiomatically. His Chinese really made the middle-aged boss a little curious.

After all, many Chinese in the United States speak substandard Mandarin. For a Chinese like him who came here from his grandparents, he has seen too many Chinese who can't speak Chinese at all.

"...Don't worry about my Chinese, do you really have hot pot?" Debbie lazily followed the uncle to struggle with his language problems. He was very hungry now, and his tone was a little rushed.

The boss smiled awkwardly, nodded and said, "Yes, don't look at me as a stir-fry restaurant, but many Chinese who come to travel like to eat here."

"Oh, that's it." Debbie nodded, not caring about the boss' bragging, and turned to look at the adults behind him, thinking that he might not be able to count on them.

"Mandarin duck pot is available. One side is extra spicy and the other side is not spicy. Cut me a piece of mutton when you're done, and you can look at the rest." Debbie said to the boss.

Then, ignoring the surprised adults, Debbie found a seat against the wall and sat down.

After Tony and the others also sat down, Pei Bo couldn't help but said firstly, "Debbie, you can also speak Chinese."

"Cut. Speak Chinese? Labor and management can also write Chinese characters, isn't it amazing?" Of course, he didn't say this directly.

"Yes, Debbie, how can you speak Chinese?" Tony didn't know what to say, and when Debbie didn't answer, he asked as if to join in the fun.

"Ugh. This is a talent, you guys don't understand." Debbie didn't know how to explain this thing. Could it be that he wanted to fool them by saying that he met an old man when he was in the orphanage?

If they inquire about it at that time, they will be fooling around, it would be even more f*cking.

"..." Pei Bo stopped talking, and Tony stopped talking. After a moment of silence, Hogan's eyes lit up suddenly, "I see."

"What do you know?" Tony and Pei Bo looked at Hogan in confusion and asked.

"Of course I know, why Debbie can speak Chinese." Hogan said confidently.

"Why?" Debbie was also a little curious about what kind of answer Hogan, who was usually in a daze, could come up with.

"Hmph, Debbie may have been Chinese in his previous life." When Hogan said this, Tony and Pei Bo looked disdainful, but Debbie was very shocked.

"Do you want to guess so accurately..." Debbie quickly straightened his expression, and looked at Hogan with a contemptuous expression.

"Ahem... Just kidding, don't look at me like this. In fact, there is a Chinese community near the orphanage where Debbie was." Hogan coughed twice, looked at the two, With that strange look in his eyes, he said with some embarrassment.

"That's it." Tony also heaved a sigh of relief. Although he didn't agree with Hogan's previous life, Tony was still very curious after seeing Debbie's performance just now. Could it be that Debbie's mother was of Chinese descent?But I seldom entertain Chinese Americans.

"Cut." Debbie cut it very disdainfully, but he was still very happy in his heart. His habits were messy and tended to be more like the previous life. Fortunately, there was a Chinese community near his former orphanage, otherwise he really didn't know. How should I explain it.

While the four of them were talking nonsense, the former middle-aged boss came over with something that Debbie had ordered.

To be honest, his Chinese restaurant has been open for so long, but few people actually order hot pot, so some things are not well prepared.

And most foreigners don't like to stir everything into one pot to eat, and it's the orthodox thing to share meals, so the owner of this kind of mandarin duck pot has not been used for a long time.

"It's not spicy enough at all." Debbie said after watching the boss put the pot away, dipped some red soup with his chopsticks, tasted it, and said.

When eating hot pot or something, the spicy one is more comfortable to eat, especially in winter, the feeling of sweating profusely after a hot pot meal is the best.

"Uh...kid, it's already very spicy. If it's any hotter, others may not be able to eat it." The boss is also a little helpless. After all, this is not Tianchao, and he doesn't have those serious red soup bases on hand. Very good.

"Hey, forget it..." Debbie sighed and said helplessly, thinking that when he gets older, he must let his cheap daddy send him to the Celestial Dynasty, where there is nothing but hot dogs. . .I can only hehe.

Speaking of it, Debbie doesn't really like spicy food very much, but it's hot pot. Debbie likes spicy pot very much.

"Eh? Debbie, don't you like spicy food?" Hogan on the side also remembered that when he took Debbie to buy hot dogs before, he clearly heard that Debbie said he didn't like spicy food, why did he still dislike it this time? This stuff is not spicy, especially when Hogan sees the red soup base, he really can't believe that this stuff is not spicy.

"You don't understand. I only eat spicy food when I eat hot pot." Debbie curled her lips and said, in fact, many friends asked this question in her previous life, and Debby answered lazily. It's not that he can't eat spicy food, but he just doesn't like it. , but some things are really not delicious if they are not spicy, such as hot pot. Every time he eats it, he always eats spicy soup. He never tastes mushroom soup, fish soup and so on.

Although Tony and the others were not very used to eating hot pot, but for Debbie, Tony still ate a lot.

The meal was over quickly, and the relationship between Tony and Debbie seemed to have improved a lot at the dinner table, but the main reason was that Debbie was no longer that bratty kid who liked to make trouble.

For their own rich second-generation life. . .Debbie is still very well-behaved.