It was calculated that Mei was almost seventy years old, but she could still say such unruly and bold words. While Peter smiled bitterly on his face, he was also inevitably touched in his heart. Although this was a bit joking, if you think about it carefully, you can still feel the indelible family affection.

"Can you still play hunting rifles? I remember you are not one of the members of the Guns ban?"

He teased about this. After all, Aunt Mei suddenly rebelled as a member of the gun ban organization, which was really a big news in the family. Faced with his teasing, Aunt Mei slapped him in anger and threw the blame on my uncle.

"I'm going to blame this old guy. I was doing well at home, so he insisted on pulling me to hunt in the wild. He also taught me to use his newly bought 486 shotgun. I didn't want to play such a rough game, but what I didn't expect was that I seemed to have a talent in this area. Do you know, Peter. The first time I played this kind of shotgun, I successfully shot two wild ducks. I only used three shots!"

Two fingers were raised in front of Peter's face, and Aunt Mei expressed his attitude of seeking credit in the most direct way. Of course, Peter would not disappoint her. He hugged Aunt Mei's shoulder and looked surprised.

"Wow, this is really amazing. I remember when my uncle took me to the amusement park to play shooting games. He shot ten shots and only hit two. Compared to him, you are simply the sharpshooter in our family."

"That's because the bastard in the amusement park saw his mind. If he didn't move, I would be able to bring back the teddy bear you want that day."

My uncle, who had a smelly face, had never expected that Peter would reveal such old things, could only defend himself in this way. Of course, his defense was not true for Aunt Mei. She ignored his defense at all. After realizing this issue, he could only sigh and change the topic.

"Can we not talk about this? Tell me about Peter, how did you come back, and have you encountered any danger there?"

"My? I came back on a motorcycle." Of course Peter did not dare to tell them about his experience. He did not dare to mention anything like fighting Satan's arm, or fighting the monsters in the void. For this reason, he had to make up a lie. According to his previous words, he could only respond like this. "I avoided the city and the main traffic routes as much as possible. Although I suffered a lot of hardships in doing so, at least I did not encounter any danger. Of course, the road was really bad. If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would not believe that such a terrible thing would have happened in the world."

"Yes, I read the news, it's just terrible."

Speaking of the previous disaster, Aunt Mei obviously still had some lingering fears. As an old woman who had not received much education and was difficult to keep up with the times, she could not imagine such horror at all. And when all this was placed in front of her, she naturally subconsciously resisted.

"If there are such monsters in the universe, then why are we developing space so vigorously? Will we bring these monsters to the earth? If so, I would rather move these taxes to other more useful places. I see that civilians in war-torn areas need them very much."

"You are the kindness of a woman. Aerospace is an inevitable way to explore the future. One day, human beings will leave the earth and go to deeper in the universe. If we do not develop these technologies, then we will always be a group of monkeys in the universe, locked in cages and thrown away bananas to play with. Why, do you want such a life?"

As the head of the family, my uncle certainly wanted to win a victory for the face he had just lost. And from the glorious and upright human stance, his reasoning was indeed impossible to refute.

However, Aunt Mei does not need to refute this kind of glorious and honest topic. As an old couple who have lived together for nearly fifty years, she has some ways to deal with this stubborn old man in her family. So she didn't even take the verbal talk and turned her head and said to Peter.

"You go and call Gwen and tell him that you're back and invite their family to come for dinner in the evening. I'll go out to buy ingredients now, and I'll make you your favorite lemon bass for you tonight."

After saying that, she didn't give Peter the chance to refuse or refuse, and walked out with her handbag. Seeing her long-time wife walking out of the house happily, my uncle sighed deeply and silently lit a cigarette.

"It's not too easy to fool her, right?"

Peter thought he was talking about himself, and he was about to speak, but he heard my uncle's words again.

"Don't think of being careless with me, Peter. Your lying level is the same as your dad. I can tell whether you and your father are talking to me with your eyes closed. Just like what you said to me before, are you really a teacher in a Canadian university?"

"I......"

"Sometimes you run back secretly and think I don't know. Sometimes you are covered in bruises and pretend to be okay with me. I just don't talk. Peter, I am not your father after all, and I can't and have no right to take care of you like my father. I think you are an adult and you have the right to choose your own life. However, this does not mean that you should keep everything in your heart..."

"No matter what, we are family. If you have something that you can't bear, I'm happy to listen to you and share it with you. Of course, if it's too heavy, then we'll have a tacit understanding and don't let your Aunt Mei know. Although she loves you as much as I do, you know that she is not such a person who can stand the stimulation."

Speaking of this, my uncle blinked at Peter quietly. But in the face of the old man's concern, Peter felt a little mixed with emotion for a moment.

He didn't expect that my uncle had discovered his little secret, and what he didn't expect was that he had been silently watching him from behind from that time on. Although he might not know what he was doing, judging from his tone and attitude, he obviously believed in himself and believed that he was walking on the right path.

Peter has always believed that he was walking on the right path, and he could be said to be extremely firm. For this reason, he even fought against Stark and the whole world. However, although he has not changed his view until today, the suffering on this road has exhausted him both physically and mentally.

He was not sure whether he should continue walking, and he didn't even know whether he could continue on the road. Returning to his family and returning to his most important person was not only because he had a concern about their safety, but the most important thing was that he needed a safe haven, a place that could keep him safe, and give his heart a chance to breathe.

Originally, he had no intention of revealing his true identity, but since my uncle had noticed his little secret, there was no need for him to hide it anymore. He was willing to express himself and hoped to get his uncle's guidance and get some kind of power from his life experience and teachings that could inspire him to move forward. However, after he told his own experience and the truth over the years, my uncle's performance was a bit exaggerated.

"What the hell? You said you were Spider-Man? That guy who dressed up weirdly and liked to fall on the eaves and flew around?"

"Actually, that kind of dressing is not too weird. You know, at the beginning, I sewed clothes for myself. I think it's already very good to be able to do that with my skills alone. And besides, I don't like flying around the eaves, but in the city, which is the fastest way to move. This is the most effective choice, and I have no reason to choose other ones, right?"

"Okay, okay. That's your taste, I won't make more comments."

After calming down his excitement, my uncle stared at his nephew, his eyes still filled with incredible expressions.

"So, the owner of the dry cleaner in Queens once told me that my strange clothes that look like they are yours?"

"Uncle, can we not talk about this topic?"

"Of course, I'm just a little curious, it doesn't matter if you don't say it." My uncle smacked his lips with some regret. After all, he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to develop this topic.

He originally wanted to collect some jokes about Peter. After all, Peter was no longer as good as he was when he was a child, and there were so many jokes to provide them. For some special needs, he still hoped to dig out more for emergencies. However, now, it's a pity...

"So, what are you upset now? Because you are starting to question the choices you have made, or are you unable to accept such sacrifices?"

"I..." Peter was speechless for a moment, as if he had thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't spit out a word when he spoke. Seeing his behavior like this, my uncle slowly took a puff of cigarettes and then said to him like this.

"Since you can't say it for a while, then think about it and answer this question. Take a few days off at home and make out with Gwen. To be honest, you seem to owe Gwen a little more than us. She is a good girl, so I don't want you to let her down, do you understand?"

"Of course, I won't let her down." Peter answered this question very decisively. And just as he answered this, the knock on the door was already ringing.

"It seems that Gwen is here. Your Aunt May won't knock on the door so politely. Go and meet them. Compared to Gwen, I think Mr. Stacey's anger is what you should worry about the most."

When my uncle said this, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes. If you observe carefully, you will find that this look is called... gloating.

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Chapter completed!