The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 496 Old George and Little George

In the old house in Texas, the elder George and the younger George lay comfortably on the recliner together, enjoying this rare peaceful time.

Beside them, there were already more than twenty empty wine bottles. Mary's evaluation of the father and son may have some exaggerated elements, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with one sentence.

If you leave it alone, these two together can definitely support a winery!
Mary had only left for a day, and the two of them hadn't had a sip of water. Almost all the water needed by the body came from Lone Star beer. Veronica looked at the two men, one big and one small, feeling helpless, and her mother-in-law left One point, it's like this, how will you live in the future?
"Hi~ It's been a long time since I've had a drink so good." Old George burped comfortably, let out a long mouthful of alcohol, and sighed contentedly.

"Yeah, usually my mother will never allow us to drink like this when she is at home, so we must drink enough while she is attending the wedding of Sheldon's nerdy friend~"

Little George raised his glass boldly to his father, and drank it down: "It would be great if Ron was here, then the three of us can drink together."

"Forget it, that little traitor," Old George said disdainfully, "Do you think who reported to Mary the few times we drank before?"

"Isn't it Sheldon?" Little George said in a daze.

"How could Sheldon know?! We always wait until he goes to school or the library before we drink together! As long as the money is in place, Missy is very strict with her mouth, so it can only be Ron's tip-off! "

Old George got angry when he mentioned this, because he was caught secretly drinking, he was often cleaned up by Mary, and even his pocket money was deducted several times because of his unconscious behavior.

Old George thought about rebelling, but as soon as Mary shouted "George!" in a serious tone, he lost all rebellion.

Little George still couldn't believe it: "No way? But Ron drank with us."

Old George rolled his eyes. He has four children in total, three sons and one daughter. Three of them are geniuses in various senses, but why is the eldest son so stupid?
Just like this, there are still many people saying that he is the most similar to himself, how is that possible?
If he had to choose a son who was most like him among his own sons, Old George felt that this person must be Ron.

As handsome and agile as he was when he was young, the only regret is that he failed to inherit his mantle and become a great rugby player or rugby coach.

"Yes, that's him. Once, I saw him inform Mary with my own eyes. You know what he said when Mary smelled alcohol on him and asked him if he drank too?"

"How to say?"

"He said he was trying to break into me, you bastard! Every time I see him getting a bonus from Mary, I feel so angry, it must be deducted from my pocket money!"

Thinking of his dwindling wallet, old George felt like his heart was bleeding.

"It turns out that he is such a Ron. It's a pity that I believed him so much before!" Little George took the opportunity of getting angry, snatched the last bottle of beer in his hand before Old George took a sip.

"That's the last bottle of beer! Boy!" Old George glared at his son.

"It's okay, I'll bring you another box when I come tomorrow, anyway, Mom won't be back for a while." Little George drank the beer in one gulp, and burped comfortably: "By the way, you don't have to give it to me." Is it alright for Mom to make a call?"

"It's completely unnecessary. Between us, she has always called me. After all, she was the one who chased me back then. I think back then..."

"Back then, my mother was a well-known beauty. If you hadn't been fooled by a Harley motorcycle when you were young and ignorant, you would have no chance at all." Little George mercilessly exposed his father's clumsy lies: "I think You'd better make a phone call, otherwise, when mom comes back, you'll have to sleep in the living room again, or come to our house to sleep. "

Old George blushed: "Hi! You are my son, what does it matter if I sleep at your house for a few days!"

"Of course it does. I'm still young, and Veronica is so beautiful. We still have a lot of nightlife to live, usually not limited to the bedroom, you know~" Little George winked at his father.

"Don't tell me this kind of thing, kid!"

In the end, under the playful gaze of his eldest son, George Sr. called his wife.

"Hello, Mary, how are you doing?"

"This place is very nice, you really should come and see it together, especially if you can meet some very knowledgeable new friends, such as Alfred." Mary said happily.

"Thank you, ma'am, I really can't bear such an evaluation from you."

Old George heard a strange old man's voice from his mobile phone, and his whole body trembled, and he stood up from the recliner all at once.

Little George looked at his father in surprise. It was the first time he had seen his father so agile since George Sr. stopped chasing and interacting with Ron's father and son.

"No, I didn't take the award at all. You are really a very knowledgeable person, just like your son Leonard. By the way, what's the interesting thing you just said?"

"That's one of the more interesting new findings recently, that Neanderthals and Homo sapiens often mate with each other."

"Hahaha, did you hear that? George, now I finally understand why I married you." Mary's sweet laughter came from the receiver, but old George's expression was struck by lightning.

If there is a BGM for him at this time, it must be Yuan Hua's "One Cut Plum".

"Okay, George, anyway, everything is safe here. I won't tell you. Alfred is about to show me his collection of ancient religious instruments. Can you believe it? In ancient times, people have been blessed by God." Inspired."

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Just as Old George said "good night", the phone over there was hung up.

"How is it? Mom said when will she come back? If she spends one more day in Los Angeles, I can buy another case of beer tomorrow. Let's have a good drink," Little George said halfway through, and found that his father's face was a bit uncomfortable. Yes, I was shocked and hurried to the house.

"What? Is mom going back now? Damn it! We haven't had time to clean up the battlefield, it's too late! Dad, you dig a hole first, and we bury the wine bottle in the yard first. I'll tell Veronica not to tell Mother."

"No, she didn't come back."

"Huh, I was shocked~" Little George breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around: "What's the matter?"

Old George said with an ugly face: "Your mother has a man in the room now."

(End of this chapter)