[Zhongyingmei] My girlfriend's father beats me all the time

Beside the trash can in the yard of Rebecca's house, Peter looked at the white wool blanket with some regret, and said, "Actually, it can still be used after a little cleaning."

"My mother is a clean freak. Don't expect her to tolerate things with blemishes, especially those that come out of other people's mouths." Rebecca shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Let's go! Let's go in?"

Peter took a second look at the wool blanket, hesitated, and asked, "Hey, Rebecca, can I take that wool blanket?"

"Why do you want this?" Rebecca asked slightly surprised.

Peter scratched his head and said, "I want to take it back and clean it up and send it to Mrs. Wesker next door."

Rebecca looked at Peter's eager little eyes, thought about it, turned and went back to the trash can, grabbed the woolen blanket, and said, "Okay then, I'll help you find a rope to wrap this up, waiting for you Just don't forget it when you get home!"

Peter nodded happily and said: "Oh, I will never forget! You don't know that Mrs. Wesker next door to my house is very old, although I didn't ask her how old she is now, I didn't know it at all before I became Spider-Man In her situation, I went out to fight monsters at night, and when I came back, I passed by the window of her house. When I saw her slowly climbing up the stool to get something from the top of the cupboard, I realized that I I didn't even notice that Mrs. Wesker lived alone, hey, she's my neighbor!" While speaking, she took the woolen blanket from Rebecca's hand.

"You're giving her this wool blanket because she lives alone?" Rebecca led Peter toward the tool shed.

Peter shook his head and said, "No, it's not because of this!" He sighed, "Mrs. Wesker is getting old, and she only lives on a little government relief money. In winter, she doesn't turn on the heat at all. I secretly Go in and give her something, the room is as cold as an icehouse!"

"But even if you send this woolen blanket, her house won't be warmed up, will it?" Rebecca said suspiciously.

Peter nodded and said, "Yes, but this wool blanket has wool on the front and back, so it can be used as a blanket!"

Rebecca raised her eyebrows, thought for a while, and said, "Okay! You make a lot of sense."

Peter got Rebecca's approval, with a little smug expression on his face, he said, "I'm not boasting, I'm in our neighborhood, oh, Spiderman is very famous in that neighborhood, everyone likes me because I helped Killed a lot of people!"

Rebecca looked at Peter, was silent for a while, and said, "Help people, are you happy?"

Peter hummed, watched Rebecca push open the door of the tool room, and said, "Of course, because you use your abilities to help people who are in trouble, you won't feel regretful in your heart. I don't remember that When you are capable, even if you encounter a roadside robbery, you can’t catch up with the bad guys, and that feeling of powerlessness is very bad.” He walked into the tool room.

The tool room in Rebecca's house is about the same size as his house, and it seems that many professional tools are placed in different categories. He walked to a cabinet curiously, and there were things on it. People, probably heaven, "Wow, your tool room is like a grocery store, it has everything!"

Rebecca saw Peter reaching out to touch a brand new chainsaw, smiled, walked to the other end of the tool room and found a wooden box, inside which were placed ropes of various materials, neatly stacked according to thickness. "Peter! Come here!"

"Oh!" Peter responded, walked over obediently, and looked up, "Wow! So many ropes?"

Rebecca asked, "What kind of rope do you want?"

Peter thought about it, grabbed a roll of rope the size of a finger, and said, "That's it!" Then, he rolled up the woolen blanket neatly, and carefully began to tie the woolen blanket with the rope.

When Rebecca and Peter were tying woolen blankets in the tool room, Tony came out of the bathroom of the guest room angrily, looked at Monica who was sitting on the bed, and pointed to the hip-hop style on his body. The oversized T-shirt, and the pants that are almost low to the ankle, raised eyebrows, and said: "Are you kidding me? Monica Barton!"

Monica turned her head to look at Tony when she heard the words, bent her mouth, smiled, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Have you looked in the mirror? It's very good!"

Tony looked at Monica's smile speechlessly, and said to himself, why can't I not look in the mirror?No, even if he didn't look in the mirror, he didn't think it was, no, wrong!Heck, even when he was Peter's age, he didn't wear such non-mainstream clothes. He said angrily, "You think it's fine? Then you should go to your doctor tomorrow to have your eyes checked!"

Rebecca laughed, tilted her head and looked at Tony's angry face, and said, "To be honest, I just picked up a suit of clothes for you, but I didn't expect this suit to be so suitable for you. If you and Standing together, Peter might be misunderstood as brothers!"

"Brother?" Tony narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words, thought for a while, and snorted, "Forget it, I have already called Happy to send me clothes, this set... just wear it first! "

Monica nodded and stood up to walk out.

"Oh! That's right! Monica!" cried Tony.

Monica raised her eyebrows, turned to look at Tony questioningly, and said, "What? Didn't you finish changing?"

Tony twitched the corners of his mouth awkwardly, and said, "Although the clothes are not very good, thank you anyway!"

Monica nodded, pointed at his well-combed hair, and said, "I think you can think about it and take care of your hair a little easier, it will look more like an 18-year-old boy!" After finishing speaking , she walked out of the guest room smiling.

Tony frowned slightly, hair?He turned around suspiciously and walked into the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror and tilted his head to look at himself. Tony Stark in the mirror looked at Tony outside the mirror with a serious face.

Tony's eyes fell on his head, and after a while, he muttered to himself: "She's right!" He stroked his hair, thought for a while, turned on the faucet, bent his head into the water ...

Monica walked slowly into the living room and heard Rebecca and Peter talking outside the door. She glanced at a small golden alarm clock on the fireplace. When Rebecca and Peter came back, it was already It was almost eleven o'clock, and after a lot of trouble just now, the pointer pointed to one point. After thinking about it, she turned and left the living room, and said to Rebecca and Peter, "Go downstairs! I'll give you lunch."

Rebecca raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you here to prepare?"

"I'm not ready, you are?" Monica glanced at Rebecca, nodded to Peter and said, "Let's go!"

Rebecca pouted.

Seeing that Rebecca's expression was not right, Peter asked in a low voice: "Hey, what's the situation?" It seemed that she objected to her mother's preparation of lunch. Like his Aunt Mei, she also loves cooking, but the kind who doesn't love her so much?He thought of looking at Monica who was walking in front of them, and thought, oh, even if Rebecca's mother's handicraft is not good, it doesn't matter!Anyway, he was used to Aunt Mei's cooking, so even if Rebecca's mother's cooking was bad, it couldn't be worse than Aunt Mei's, right?

Rebecca didn't know that Peter was talking so much in her heart. She was a little worried because her mother said to prepare lunch, which meant that it was not as simple as eating casually, and they might not be able to eat until evening.Ma Ma's cooking skills are good, but she likes to go to war too much. For her, if there is only one soup or a sandwich for a meal, it cannot be called a meal at all.

Therefore, as long as she cooks at home, she can only wait obediently until she finishes all the dishes one by one before she can eat.

Thinking of this, he grunted.

Monica turned her head to look at Peter and Rebecca with a half-smile, and said, "Hungry? Don't worry, I'm almost ready for lunch, just heat up the soup!" This was directed at Rebecca Ka said.

Rebecca smiled wryly, I don't believe you!You obviously just woke up, where did you find the time to make lunch?

Monica raised her eyebrows, smiled at Rebecca, and continued walking down.

Peter said shyly, "Oh, I think I'll probably eat a lot!" His stomach growled loudly just now, and he rubbed his stomach, "I just remembered that Rebecca and I didn't even have breakfast!"

Rebecca laughed and said, "I'm used to skipping breakfast!"

Peter snorted, no wonder she doesn't look very hungry, he is really hungry, it's okay not to talk about eating before, but when it comes to eating, I feel very hungry...

The two followed Monica downstairs into Rebecca's kitchen.

Since the tool room that Rebecca took Peter to just now was beyond his imagination, he shouldn't have been too surprised when he followed them into the kitchen, but their kitchen was twice as large as Xavier's kitchen, which made him Peter was still taken aback quietly. Apart from being surprised by the size of the kitchen, this kitchen felt like he had walked into the back kitchen of some big hotel.However, even the five-star hotel kitchens he once worked in were not as luxurious as here.

Rebecca saw Peter's surprise, she reached out to touch his arm, and said, "This big kitchen is only used a few times a year."

"Big kitchen?" Peter asked.

Monica turned her head and smiled, pushed open a door in the kitchen, and said, "We're having lunch in the kitchenette!"

It was only then that Peter discovered that there was a small kitchen connected to the large kitchen by a fire sliding door. After following Monica in, he looked around, and found that this small kitchen was much more normal, as if he had entered an ordinary house. The style of this small kitchen is completely different from that of the large kitchen. The large kitchen is super luxurious and super professional. This small kitchen is full of strong family atmosphere. The decoration is simple and warm. The table, surrounded by high chairs, is both a cooking table and a dining table.

At this moment, pots of washed and cut vegetables and fruits, as well as some meat, were densely placed on the cooking table.

Rebecca sighed speechlessly after seeing those raw materials, look!Just say that it is impossible for her Ma Ma to prepare lunch, this kind of vegetables and meat that are washed and cut and waiting to be put into the pot is what Ma Ma said is ready!She held her forehead.

Seeing Rebecca's face, Monica laughed and said, "Okay, don't touch your forehead, there is nothing on your forehead! Now, you and Peter can help me by my side!" "

Rebecca put down her hands, shrugged nonchalantly, and said, "I think it's better to order takeaway!"

"No!" Monica said decisively. She clapped her palms at the two of them, "Okay, let's start moving. Rebecca will help me heat the pot, and Peter will follow my arrangement and bring me things from here!"

Peter looked at the cooking table in the direction of Monica's finger, nodded obediently and said, "Oh! Okay, no problem!"

Monica happily rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas and started making lunch for Peter and Rebecca.