The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 237: Education

Watching Mike disappear from sight, Gwen cried and rushed to the room amidst Clarks sighs, then looked at the snacks she had turned out, a little face instantly pulled and bitter gourd-like.

Mike turned his head to look at Gwen and smiled: Well done, baby!

Pulled away from the sheets, revealing a thick mattress, and around the mattress, it was taped with one small bag after another.

And in each small bag, there are different kinds of snacks, which are clearly distinguished.

Gwens eyes were listless, looking at those small bags, squeezing out a smile: What are these ah, when did they appear?

Yeah! What are they all? Maybe the little hamster hid it!

Mike imitated Gwens tone and said: Let me see ah!

Gwens mournful expression, counted up the inventory.

Three lollipops, six milk candies, two chocolates, three fruit hard candies, a small box of strawberry sandwich cookies, a chocolate wafer

Looking at the things they have worked hard to save for a long time are turned over by the heartless dad, Gwen was so wronged, tears almost flowed out.

Finally, when Mike took out a box of fruit runny corn on the cob

No, no, that one wont do!

Gwen trotted over, hugged Mike and said, Dad, just save one for me!

Mike blinked and looked puzzled, What are they all about?

Theyre all snacks I hid.

Didnt the little hamster hide them?

Im the little hamster!

Mike held back a laugh, in Gwens dumbfounded eyes, took out the last snacks, and when the tears in Gwens eyes were about to spurt out, said lightly, You can choose three snacks.

Huh?

Gwen looked at Mike in surprise, feeling like she had drifted from hell to heaven again.

Really?

Mike nodded and said, Yes, but the other snacks, Ill confiscate them, if you want to eat, you can talk to me.

They were all very sweet, and Gwen was still changing her teeth, so it was not good to eat too much.

Mm-hmm!

Gwen nodded her head.

Choose it.

Gwen looked left, looked right, tangledly choosing three, watching Mike take away the rest of the snacks, a villain appeared in her heart, she waved her handkerchief with tears

Farewell, my snacks, I will not forget the taste of your mouth when you stuffed into it.

On the other hand, Mike put away Gwens snacks and after spending half an hour making dinner, the three of them sat at the table and ate dinner.

I have something I want to ask you guys.

Hearing Mikes serious tone, Clark put down the dishes in his hand, while Gwen took the opportunity to stuff a piece of meat before looking at Mike.

Mike let out a deep breath and said, Im looking for something to do.

Hmm?

Clark was Stunned and said, Dad, what do you want to do?

He guessed Mike was getting bored.

Gwen: Dad, are we broke?

Mike smiled and said, No, Im the one whos bored.

Oh!

Gwen breathed a sigh of relief.

So, now is the time to play your part, what kind of work can I do?

Mike looked at the two expectantly.

Cook!

The two barely thought about it and blurted out.

Mike: Do I have any other choice? I still have a lot of specialties, like

He was stunned..

Killers? Talking to parents?

Cant say that one.

Well, the more normal one would be this cooking skill.

Okay.

Mike nodded and said, Ill think about it, now eat!

The following day, Saturday, the weather was clear.

Clark left for the airport early in the morning, while Mike dropped Gwen off at the fighting tuition class, picking up Luke who had come along for the ride.

As soon as the trio got off the bus, the kid named Harry Osborne came running out.

After he first politely called Mike, he pulled Gwen to the side and whispered, My dad will come today, for a duel exercise for a while, pleaselet me!

After he said it with difficulty, he embarrassingly turned his head to the side.

Gwen thought for a moment and nodded: No problem!

Really?

Mmm.

Good, Ill treat you to something nice afterwards.

Harry Osborn said happily and ran into the classroom.

His father was very strict with him, but Harry was eager to show himself in front of his own father and see his fathers approval of him.

Gwen sighed, this guy was pathetic.

Luke said to Gwen, Here we go again, this guy does this every time.

Who made me too strong?

Gwen sucked in her nose with a stinky look on her face.

Come on, get in.

Mike took the two little ones and walked into the classroom.

A few moments later, a luxury car pulled up to the curb, the driver hurriedly got out, pulled open the door for the boss in the back seat, and a man with a rigid facial line and a strong, cold, stern look, wearing a trench coat, stepped down.

Norman Osborne, the owner of Osborne Enterprises , he is Harry Osbornes father.

Wait for me here, Ill be out in a minute.

He said, tightening his trench coat and walking inside.

As he walked into the classroom, he glanced at Harry Osborn, who was moving around, and took a seat next to the training ground, right next to Mike, then glanced at his watch.

Harry Osbornes request yesterday had only won him five minutes.

The boys took a little time to move their bodies around before starting a two-by-two practice.

Gwens opponent was Harry, the two played very well, Mike secretly nodded, but with his eyes, immediately saw Gwen put water, but looked at the man next to him, instantly understood Harry Osbornes small mind.

In the end, Harry Osborne was victorious.

Gwen and Harry Osborn came running toward where they were.

Mike smiled at Gwen and said, Not bad.

Gwen smiled.

Harry Osborn looked at his father with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Whats there to be happy about when you just win a little girl? Did you make me waste five minutes of my time to see this?

Norman Osborn said indifferently.

The light in Harry Osbornes eyes flew away and his eyes instantly turned red.

I told you, dont learn this nonsense, its useless for your life.

Just then, Gwen puffed up and looked at Norman Osborn, saying, Hey, how can you say that about Harry! He worked hard, and you know what happened to him at school to learn this? And, this is not useless!

Norman Osborn looked at Gwen and laughed lowly.

This little girl is quite courageous, but is just a little girl.

Turning his head to look at his son, he said in an indifferent tone: How many times have I said, dont associate with these useless people!

The words fell, turned around and walked out.

Just then, Mike got up, blocked in front of his opponent and faintly said: How you educate your son, I do not care, but you said my daughter apologize.