American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 7 Waste Paper Basketball Game
"dad?"

"Are you worried about something? John."

On the farm, after dinner, Peter and Zu play a game of scrap paper basketball.

Two people compete to see who can throw the crumpled waste paper into the trash can first.

This is naturally not difficult for Peter, who is gradually becoming a superhuman.

But in order to make the game interesting, he did not throw the paper ball accurately into the trash can, but deliberately threw it off target.

"At one point, Clark and I had a fight."

A-Zu threw the paper ball into the trash can dejectedly.

With a "click", the paper ball fell accurately in, but because he used too much force, it was quickly bounced out.

This made him feel even worse.

When he played this game with his father in the past, he was always able to control the strength accurately.

He knew that he was a little too strong, so he learned to control his strength with the help of his father.

"Fight? What are you fighting about?"

Peter crumpled up the waste newspaper and turned to face Shota A-Zu.

A Zu said with a guilty conscience: "I said something a little too much."

"So you think you hurt him? Is that right?"

"A little."

Peter threw it forward casually, and with a "pop", the paper ball was thrown into the trash can.

He clapped his hands. “It seems that I have better luck tonight. I made the first three shots.”

He knew why Zu had quarreled with Clark.

Clark likes to stick to him and likes to share everything with him.

This time he also acted as a little snitch and told him about Zu using his laser eyes and almost cutting the car in half.

He was not surprised that A-Zu did this.

After all, this guy likes to use laser eyes to cause trouble. In his previous life, he used laser eyes to shoot "chickens", and when he was a child, he used laser eyes to split a gunman in half.

And he found that A-Zu had some character problems.

Although it is not as bad as in the previous life, it is not as stable as Clark.

For example, in his previous life, A-Zu lacked love, longed for recognition, and cared extremely about what others thought of him.

He also has such characteristics now, being sensitive and longing for care.

For example, if I pay a little more attention to Clark, he will immediately feel abandoned.

In his previous life, Zu had a moody personality and would shoot people in the head at will, but in the next moment he would smile and be calm.

Now this kid also has this kind of personality.

He was playing games with a smile one second, and in the next second he pushed down and beat up the child who whispered bad things about him.

Now, it's not just a character issue, it's even a matter of murder.

He was also prepared to kill the hooked man who threatened him, but he didn't want to do it this way.

After all, this method is not only unsafe, but also easy to be detected.

However, he still has a positive attitude towards A-Zu's idea of ​​protecting himself.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Peter coughed and said to Zu who was in depression: "Since you think you have hurt Clark and you also realize this mistake, it proves that you don't want this friendship to end, right?"

Azu blinked, "Right."

"So what do you think is the best way to handle this?"

"I-should apologize to Carla?"

"correct."

"But."

A-Zu hesitated and said, "But will this work?"

He thought that this would make him appear to be wrong and he would not be able to hold his head up.

He cares a lot about what others think of him.

Peter stroked Zu's blond hair, knowing what he was trying to say, "No, it will only make you look more mature than Clark."

Zu's eyes immediately lit up, "Dad, do you really think I'm more mature than Clark?"

"Of course." A-Zu's depressed mood immediately improved.

"Except about the apology."

Peter asked him, "Is there anything else you want to tell me, John?"

A-Zu hesitated, "No, no."

"Really?"

Being stared at by Peter's sharp eyes, he immediately felt guilty.

"I think I may have done something wrong."

Although he wanted to hide it, he still backed down under Peter's gaze.

Peter not only educated him gently, but also punished him occasionally.

For example, punishments such as not being allowed to watch TV for a day or eating vegetarian food for three consecutive days.

Although it is not a physical punishment, it is more terrible than that.

A-Zu would rather take a beating himself, because he has thick skin and it won’t hurt no matter how hard he hits.

So he carefully told the hook-nosed man about his laser eyes causing the car accident.

"What did I do wrong? Dad, Clark said I did wrong."

Azu asked Peter in confusion.

“No, it shouldn’t be judged in terms of right or wrong.”

Peter said to him, "You hurt him because he tried to hurt us, didn't you?"

"Yes."

A-Zu nodded repeatedly, "He wants to hurt Dad."

"Yes, so they should be punished, but not in this way."

Peter tries to teach Zu some methods.

"On the one hand, not everyone in that car will be punished with death, and on the other hand, it will be easy for others to find out."

Peter said to him, "Until you have enough power, Azu, you can't reveal your ability."

"I know, Dad."

A-Zu nodded, not quite understanding.

"Very good, go and rest."

"Good night, Dad."

After saying good night to Peter, A-Zu prepared to go upstairs to rest.

"Don't forget your milk. Drink it before you go to bed."

Peter reminded him.

"Okay, Dad."

A-Zu ran upstairs with a "thump thump" sound.

Maybe drinking milk is engraved in A-Zu's genes.

Now that A-Zu has grown up on a farm, he also has a special obsession with milk.

Even without Peter's reminder, he would drink it all in one gulp.

After A-Zu went upstairs, Peter sat down and took out the letters from the mailbox during the day.

They were all flyers from the Christian Baptist Church and financial advertisements from banks.

After a quick glance, he pulled out an obituary notice for a funeral.

"Louis Wilson?"

Looking at the name of the sender, Peter frowned slightly.

This seems to be the original cousin?

After his soul traveled back to his original body, he rarely contacted his distant relatives, and the memories of these people had become a little fuzzy.

After opening the obituary letter, I found out that this cousin also lived in Smallwell.

This cousin's youngest son unfortunately died in a car accident. The funeral will be held the day after tomorrow, and the other party hopes that he can come to attend.

Attending a funeral?
Peter put the letter down and looked out into the night.

(End of this chapter)