Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 40 Gwen's Two Brothers

Manhattan, Goering Apartments!

Helen Stacy, who has been a good wife and mother at home since marrying George Stacy, is preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Nine-year-old Howard Stacey and eight-year-old Simon Stacey, Gwen's two younger brothers, were sitting in the living room, catching up on the TV.

Yes.

Every second counts, because once Helen has time, she will urge them to study.

In Helen's words, your sister Gwen is such a good student, and since you two came from the same womb, you two should be good students too.

But in fact, Howard and Simon's grades cannot be said to be very bad. It can only be said that they have been hovering around the passing line, and sometimes they will fall if they are not careful.

This is not.

Howard and Simon failed their year-end exams this year, so Helen simply cut off one hour of their daily entertainment time.

at this time.

The doorbell rings.

"Howard, Simon, you should go back to your room and read."

"……All right."

Helen walked out of the kitchen, glanced at Howard and Simon sitting on the sofa, said something lightly, and then walked to the door and opened it while watching Howard and Simon walking obediently towards their rooms on the second floor.

Hawke stood at the door and looked at Helen, who appeared in front of him after the door opened. Her first impression was very gentle. He smiled and greeted her: "Good evening, Mrs. Stacy."

Helen was stunned when she opened the door, and then she warmly invited Hawke into the house: "Good evening, Hawke, come in."

Hawke said thank you and was then pulled into the house by Gwen.

This was the first time Hawke visited someone else's home in this life.

Gwen's apartment is also on the top floor, and it is a duplex structure with two floors. The area is not very large, but wherever you look, it gives people a warm and tidy feeling.

Hearing the noise downstairs, George Stacy, who was in the study on the second floor, walked down the stairs with a serious face.

Gwen, who was downstairs taking Hawke to quickly familiarize herself with her mother, heard the footsteps and looked at George coming down: "Dad."

When Hawke saw George, he greeted him politely, "Mr. Stacy."

George looked serious and meticulous, just like a serious leader.

But this time it's much better than yesterday.

George at least nodded, and then walked towards the dining table without saying a word.

Helen looked at her husband and shook her head in amusement, then said to Hawke, "Hawk, come sit down, it's time to eat."

Hawke thanked him again, then, led by Gwen, nodded and smiled again as George, who was sitting across from him, sat down.

Helen then shouted towards the second floor.

"Howard, Simon, come down to dinner."

"coming."

Howard and Simon, who had been waiting for this moment in the room with their books, ran down from the second floor and were slightly stunned when they saw the stranger in the restaurant. They continued to stare at Hawke even after sitting down in their seats.

Hawke noticed and extended his right hand towards Howard.

"Hello, Howard, my name is Hawke."

"My name is Howard."

"My name is Simon."

Eight-year-old Simon stood up from his seat and stretched out his little hand to shake Hawke's hand. He looked at Hawke and blinked: "Are you my sister's boyfriend?"

Hawke subconsciously glanced at George who was sitting opposite him.

really.

George's face now looked like the black man's.

very dark.

but……

He didn't object.

Hawke smiled slightly and nodded to Simon, who had blond hair like Gwen: "Yes."

George's face darkened even further.

Gwen smiled and reached out to rub her brother Simon's head.

Well done, bro.

She decided to give her brother ten dollars as a reward before going to bed tonight.

As for Howard, he didn't.

Unlike the Eastern style of dinner, Gwen's family's dinner is a very clear and typical American style of separate meals.

Of course.

This could also be what George Stacy meant.

No matter what, Hawke is an outsider. Unless they are very familiar with each other since childhood, or have been here many times, otherwise, if they come for the first time, they basically won’t use the shared dining system.

Hawke could understand.

But even though we ate separately, I have to say that dinner was indeed delicious.

In this life alone, this was the first time Hawke had eaten a dinner that felt most like dinner.

Not to mention the food in school.

When Hawke is alone, he doesn't pursue anything, as long as he is full, because living is already difficult.

On the table.

George ate his dinner in silence, just like the head of the family.

Helen was like a gentle matriarch, always concerned about whether Hawke liked the food and asking some simple questions.

Gwen acted as a mediator between her boyfriend and her mother, while also acting as a vigilant guard sitting across from her father George, fearing that he would suddenly lose his temper.

Nine-year-old Howard and eight-year-old Simon were busy eating their own meals.

They ate happily.

at this time.

George grabbed the whiskey on the side, took a sip, coughed, and cleared his throat.

next second.

Helen and Gwen's eyes instantly fell on George.

coming.

Hawke said to himself, and turned his gaze to George, who was sitting opposite him and had been watching his every move out of the corner of his eye.

Just as George was about to speak, Helen met Gwen's pleading look, smiled inwardly, but still spoke first.

"By the way, George, tell us about your work. Did you catch Spider-Man?"

"..."

George glanced at Helen, then glanced at Gwen with a half-smile, and finally set his eyes on Hawke: "Not yet, but we will. After all, he is an outsider, and he has left us a lot of clues."

Done.

George didn't give Helen and Gwen a chance to interrupt. He looked at Hawke with a smile and said, "By the way, Hawke, what do you think of this Spider-Man who has appeared recently? Do you also think he is a so-called vigilante?"

Gwen placed her left hand under the table and grabbed Hawke's thigh lightly.

Hawke received Gwen's implicit reminder, laughed, and shook his head.

"Sir, I've been in Maryland these days. I just came back yesterday and went to the library to read all day today."

"To be frank."

"I'm still a student, so my only concern now is whether I can get a scholarship to NYU so that the bank can approve my loan application."

"As for that Spider-Man, I don't care if he's a vigilante or some hippie criminal trying to get attention."

"..."

(End of this chapter)