Daily life of an American TV drama agent

It had been some time since the Day of Redemption. Except for those who had lost their loved ones and the municipal company that had been busy cleaning up the corpses all over the streets, it seemed that everyone had forgotten about this disaster.

Even the murder videos shot and uploaded by people on a certain video website were banned because parents reported that they were too violent and bloody. You can do it, but you can’t say it. If you say it, you have to find a way to cover your mouth. I have to say, this The thinking is very American.

When Sheldon complained about this problem, Ron said "What the hell, one day they will even be able to ban their own president." Sheldon expressed disbelief, and Ron didn't say anything. In the original time and space, this is what happened.

Although such a weird thing has not been discovered in this time and space, the previous president was indeed killed while in office. From this point of view, it is far weirder than Ron's previous life.

If nothing else, just the fact that this plan can be passed on the Day of Redemption is enough to illustrate the weirdness of this time and space.

"Ding ding ding~" Pritchett tapped the wine glass, drawing everyone's attention to him and pulling Ron out of his thoughts.

"Does everyone have wine? I'm going to start a Thanksgiving toast," Old Pritchett said after confirming that everyone had something in their glasses, he glared at Ron:

"First of all, this Thanksgiving, I want to thank Ron. I accidentally used too many rockets in self-defense against the thieves who invaded his home. If I accidentally blew up Claire's house, I wouldn't get it." During this time, I have enjoyed living with my daughter and grandchildren as a family."

"You're welcome, you can think of this as my Thanksgiving gift to you. Anyway, I came here empty-handed today." Ron seemed not to sense the irony in Old Pritchett's words at all, and raised his hand proudly. Wine glass, greeting him.

"Okay, then as usual..."

"Isn't it? Dad, is it going to be like this again this year? It's like this every year. You have to use some unknown reasons to choose a family member that you think you are most proud of this year. Have you ever thought that this behavior is a negative to other people who have not received it? Are you sure that people are hurt? Such bad habits should have been long ago..."

Halfway through Claire's eloquent words, Old Pritchett looked at him and smiled: "It's you, the person I'm most proud of this year, I chose you."

"Yeah! I just said that our family's excellent tradition should continue to be passed down. I have to say that your choice this year is really wise!" Rao Shi Claire, who has become a mother of three children, heard the praise from her always serious father. , couldn't help but jump up and cheer happily.

But he was too happy too early. Before Old Pritchett finished speaking, his eyes passed over everyone's faces one by one: "And you, Ron, Phil, Mitchell...actually all of you." Man, I know I started a rivalry in the family and you all got a kick out of me, but look what happened? Ron single-handedly killed dozens of intruders trying to sneak into his house, and Phil opened A magic supply store of his own, Kawhi led the team to win important games, and even Mitchell scared away an intruder."

"Of course there is you, Jay," Gloria explained to everyone while taking small steps: "In order to spend more time with Joe, he sends him to school and picks him up from school every day recently."

"Uncle Pritchett, what's wrong with Gloria? Did you hit her?" Ron asked curiously, looking at Gloria who kept walking in the same place.

Old Pritchett said proudly: "No, I challenge him to walk 100,000 steps in a week."

"That's easy." Ron was puzzled.

Gloria added: "But everything in the shopping mall doesn't count."

"Okay, if you put it this way, I understand the difficulty of the challenge." Ron nodded clearly.

Gloria was a serious shopaholic, and old Pritchett happened to be a rich man, so whenever she had nothing to do, Gloria would wander around the mall and keep buying. By the time she got home, she was already exhausted. , asking him to challenge 100,000 steps per week without counting the number of shopping malls, is no less difficult than asking Ron's father, George Sr., to challenge him to do ten push-ups every day.

"She is now 1,000 steps away from completing the challenge, and then she will get the same honor as you. Her motivation comes from my usual stinginess with praise. I look around and see all winners. I feel very proud. , to all of us." Old Pritchett raised his glass.

"Cheers!" Everyone cheered together.

After everyone dispersed and took their meals, Ron found the opportunity to approach old Uncle Pritchett: "Hi! Uncle Pritchett, do you really believe that everyone is as good as you say? Mitchell How can he actually drive away an intruder? Isn't this ridiculous? What does he rely on to drive away the intruder? Ping, is it the enchanting dance moves he practiced in a gay club? "

"Hi! You and he are cousins. You have the same heroic blood flowing in your body. Maybe the side of it that belongs to your father, that is, the part of your DNA that belongs to your mother has begun to awaken, making her become more and more like a real Are you a man?"

Old Pritchett became more and more guilty as he talked. When he first heard the news, he was happy. But when Ron reminded him, he felt more and more that the story was too false, especially when they talked about this topic. , Mitchell ate something stained with sauce, took out a pink handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the sauce from his elegant mouth, Old Pritchett and Ron looked at it with a chill.

Ron saw through his guilty conscience, but did not continue to struggle with this issue, and switched to another issue: "Then we will talk about Kaka leading the team to victory. You know that I come from a football family. I know Xiaoka’s rugby level, even if it is inferior to that of SJ, there is no way he can lead a weak team like their school team to defeat the strong team from Texas, there must be something wrong here.”

Old Pritchett looked left and right to confirm the location of his son and "daughter-in-law", pulled Ron forward and shouted in a low voice:

"I know, I know that the coach is your father's student. It's impossible to win with Xiaoka's three-legged cat skills, but what can I do? I have no evidence! If I question her, Mitchell will definitely Thinking I was still expressing dissatisfaction with his homosexuality."

"So you do still feel awkward about their marriage, right?" Ron raised a teasing smile on his lips.

Old Pritchett curled his lips mischievously like a child: "Of course, if you give birth to a son in the future, he will not use the sword given to him by God to conquer women, but use that thing as a shit stick. , I guarantee you will feel more uncomfortable than me."

"Indeed, if that's the case, I will definitely break his legs. However, you and I have different opinions on whether Mitchell is the one who stirs up the trouble or the one who is stirred up, but this is not important," Ron revealed The signature mischievous smile: "Do you want to investigate the truth? If you are willing, I can find out the whole truth."

"Look at the reasons why I'm proud of them. There's no way a coward like Mitchell would have the courage. Facing a gangster who invaded the house, Kawhi didn't have the ability to lead the team to defeat the strong and win. Victory, all five games he faced this team before were defeated by huge margins, including Gloria. If he didn't go shopping in the mall, it would be impossible to get up to 100,000 steps, so Claire's running championship seems more reasonable. , even Phil’s magic supplies store was opened with the house insurance compensation you bought for their family.”

Old Pritchett, after complaining about his children one by one, drank all the whiskey in the glass in a depressed breath. Fortunately, old George did not come today, otherwise, his children would be completely defeated compared with his. Er Jing.

Ever since George Sr. started hooking up with Sr. Pritchett's sister, Ron and Sheldon's mother, the two have always disliked each other. As a result, they have fought from youth to adulthood, and now to old age. In the competition between Cheng and Cheng, Pritchett Sr. had always been far ahead due to his career advantage, but when it came to the last round of competition for children, he lost completely.

So every time George Sr. came to Los Angeles, Pritchett Sr. would use various excuses to go out of the city to avoid being ridiculed by him in person.

Ron's views on the fighting spirit between his father and uncle have also changed from being helpless at the beginning to being very interested now. Not to mention, it is really interesting to see two old guys fighting like children.

"Not only Phil's magic supplies store, but also the new car bought for Luke, it should be the money from the insurance compensation. I already knew that someone would take that opportunity to come to trouble me, so I bought the highest amount of insurance for all the houses around my house in advance. Even though I caused so much damage, not only did not one of my neighbors blame me, but they actually became more enthusiastic towards me." Ron added proudly.

"If I had a neighbor like you who destroyed my house but the compensation was enough to build two more houses, I would treat you as an honored guest." Old Pritchett rolled his eyes at him: "You really can Find out how they did it?"

"Of course, no problem. Don't forget, I'm a professional agent. I can even find out the affair between the new British Prime Minister and his female secretary, let alone these trivial matters at home." Ron said confidently.

Old Pritchett was very curious: "Then where do you plan to start?"

"First of all, start with the spy, of course." Ron turned around and pointed at the little Asian girl in the corner who had been staring at him. The little girl came over with an adoring look on her face: "Lily, tell me, you have Do you want to tell me something?"

Lily Pritchett, the adopted daughter of Mitchell and Cam from Vietnam. As we all know, although it is not illegal for a man to fall in love with a man, biological constraints still prevent them from producing offspring, so they can only adopt from elsewhere.

"Can you blow up my house like you did to Aunt Claire's house?" Lili asked with adoration in her eyes.

"Of course, but can you tell me why?"

"Because our house is full of all kinds of paintings that the eldest and second dad asked people to paint. They are so ugly that my classmates don't like them when they come to play at home." Lily said distressedly.

Well, it seems that this is another fault caused by the excess female hormones of Mitchell and Cam. Whenever the two of them have excessive female hormones, they will start to have crazy emotions about art, such as singing on the street and singing at home. Paintings on the walls and so on.

Ron nodded clearly, rubbed Lily's head gently, squatted down, and looked at Lily's level: "Although I can blow up your house, this will make your eldest and second daddy Angry, you don’t want to do this, right?”

Lily nodded sadly.

"But that doesn't mean I don't have other ways." Seeing the kid take the bait, Ron changed the topic: "If this method requires you to use other secrets in exchange, is that okay?"

"What secret do you want to know?" Lili's eyes were filled with little stars again when she heard that her troubles might be solved.

"Isn't that right? You can even lie to a child?" Old Pritchett spread his hands behind her and gestured with his lips.

Ron pressed his hands down to signal him to calm down, and then continued to ask Lily in a bewitching tone: "Your second father said that he drove away the gangsters. Did you and your father see it with your own eyes?"

"No," Lily shook her head like a rattle: "When we got home, we heard a sound of glass breaking. When we walked to the living room, the glass and the vase on the table had been broken, and then the second dad put Such a gesture says that the gangster has escaped and there is no need to be afraid."

As if she was afraid that Ron wouldn't understand, little Lily imitated Mitchell's appearance at that time and struck a handsome pose. Seeing her pose, Old Pritchett covered his face in pain.

"Is there anything else?" Lily asked innocently.

Ron and Old Pritchett looked at each other and asked, "One last thing, do you have nunchucks at home recently?"

"That was confiscated by the eldest father at school. I never told anyone. How do you know?" Little Lily looked surprised.

"This is a man's intuition. Okay, go ahead and play. I will find an opportunity to find a way to help you solve the problem you mentioned."

Ron patted Lily on the head, and Lily rushed outside happily. After he left, Ron asked: "How's it going? Mitchell, is this confirmed? I'll send a man to her house later to extract the pair." Fingerprints on the sticks and vase fragments confirmed it."

"Damn it, my kung fu boy is back again." Old Pritchett lamented.

Seeing Lily's posture, he already knew what was going on. Mitchell had been obsessed with Chinese martial arts for a while, and Ron happened to be learning Mojiquan at the time, so he taught him a few moves, but what about Mitchell? He didn't even learn anything, so he learned the nunchucks from Bruce Lee on the TV, and even hit himself with the nunchucks until he almost got a concussion.

"So who do you want to know the truth about next?"