LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter Four The Seder Banquet, Mr. George's Procedural Justice
"Mom! Wu Ming and I are back!"
"Aunt Helen, sorry to bother you again."
Facing Gwen's mother, Sun Wuming still greeted Gwen's mother honestly.
Helen Stacy is a middle-aged woman who still has charm. It can be seen that she must have been a big beauty when she was young.
Fortunately, Gwen looks like her mother, otherwise
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When the two came back, Helen was busy in the kitchen, she just said a few words casually, and let the two go to play by themselves.
Gwen directly pulled Sun Wuming into her boudoir.
The bedroom is not too big, only a bed, a desk and a whole wardrobe are placed.
There are two photo frames on the table, one of which is a photo of Gwen and his family.
The other one is a photo of her and Sun Wuming.
The two people in the photo are smiling very brightly, but also a little bit young. This was taken when they went to Hawaii to play in junior high school.
There is also a row of cute dolls on the bed, and the quilts are neatly folded.
On the pink wall, there were a few band posters, one of which actually had Gwen and the other two girls.
It was the school band she formed with Mary Jane and Betty Brant.
Gwen used to study gymnastics, but after Sun Wuming expressed some dislikes, she switched to playing in a band.
Following his gaze, Gwen was also a little embarrassed.
"Don't look at it, this poster is not good-looking."
"How beautiful it is, especially against the backdrop of the two people next to it."
Xia Cheng pointed to Mary Jane and Betty Brant, who were standing beside Gwen, who were nearly half a head shorter.
Coupled with the fact that she has practiced gymnastics, the beauty of Gwen's temperament cannot be compared between the two.
Hearing Su Wuming praise himself so much, Gwen was naturally very happy, but she still beat him a few times in reproach.
What sets off oneself, this is the most normal group photo of the band, okay?
How can I have such a scheming.
Helen, who had been paying attention to the movement in the room, was quietly relieved when she heard the noise of fighting.
Unlike Mr. George, Helen still likes Sun Wuming very much.
He is handsome, in good health, and polite, and he is also very kind to his daughter.
The most important thing is that Gwen likes him very much, and she supports them when they walk together.
But it doesn't mean it's now, these two are still children, and she doesn't want to be a grandmother so early.
At least after college.
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The time came to seven o'clock in a flash, and it was almost dark before George dragged his tired body back home.
After all, it is a free country, and there are countless crimes happening here every day.
Robbery, drug trafficking, selling X, any profitable crime, you can definitely find a complete industrial chain in New York.
According to incomplete statistics, the number of bullets consumed in New York every year can circle the Blue Star.
As a police chief who often rushes to the front line, it is relatively early for Mr. George to come back at this point.
Looking at the four sets of cutlery on the table, he was also taken aback.
"Honey, are you going to have guests at home today?"
"There are no guests." Helen replied and knocked on Gwen's door.
"Children, come out to eat!"
"Here comes mother!"
Under George's incredulous gaze, Sun Wuming emerged from his precious daughter's boudoir.
"Yo, Uncle George."
Yo your head ah!
Why are you here! And still out of my daughter's room!
If it weren't for the neat clothes on Gwen, Mr. George would have made up a temporary charge and arrested this brat.
"Don't be stupid, come and help me serve the food."
Helen called George into the kitchen and said in a low voice, "Don't scare Wuming, when the time comes, my daughter will have to settle accounts with you, and you will be the one who regrets it."
Mr. George felt extremely pained, and suddenly found that there was no place for him at home.
Why one or two, all help that brat talk.
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The dinner menu is very simple, standard American steak, served with some vegetables and mashed potatoes.
It was more like a family dinner.
Sun Wuming doesn't care if it's rich or not, as long as there's something for him to eat.
Helen also knew about Sun Wuming's appetite. His portion of steak was thirty-six ounces, while others only had eight ounces.
There is no saying in America that you can eat and sleep without talking, and the family can talk freely when eating.
Gwen talked about the interesting things that happened in school today, including the final conflict between Sun Wuming and Lightning Thompson.
Her purpose is also to add some points to Wu Ming in George's heart. The police should like such a just act.
Unexpectedly, George frowned.
"Gwen, although the other party's behavior is hateful, Wu Ming shouldn't use violence."
"Tell the matter to the school, and they will deal with it fairly."
"dad?"
Gwen's eyes were full of disbelief, she didn't expect George to say that.
If suing teachers worked, would there still be so many school violence incidents in the United States every year?
"Don't listen to your dad's nonsense." Helen stopped George, who was about to say something, with her eyes, and then looked at her daughter tenderly.
"George is just afraid that you will be involved. That's what policemen do. They think that they are the only ones who have the power to enforce the law on this land."
"Hmph, pedantic."
Gwen snorted twice, and then said: "Anyway, what Wu Ming did was right. If I had the ability to stop Thompson, I would do the same."
Sun Wuming, who was at the center of the topic, didn't say a word, and concentrated on dealing with the steak in front of him.
Facing his daughter in the rebellious period, Mr. George had no choice but to change the subject.
The dinner ended in a slightly awkward atmosphere.
After dinner, Gwen sent Sun Wuming downstairs.
"Sorry, Wu Ming, Dad didn't mean to target you."
Gwen apologized to Sun Wuming for Mr. George's remarks just now, but the person concerned shook his head indifferently.
"Different positions and different views. Uncle George is a policeman, so he naturally cares more about procedural justice."
"My words are purely out of interest, don't think so much."
"Procedural justice..." Gwen was thoughtful when she heard this sentence.
"It's getting late, go back quickly, I'll take a taxi and go home."
Sun Wuming rubbed the girl's blond hair, feeling very good. Gwen was a little dissatisfied that her hairstyle was messed up, but she didn't move away.
"Okay then, see you tomorrow."
After thinking about it, Gwen still gave the boy a hug.
The nephrite is in the bosom, and the fragrance is tangy.
Gwen's voice was a little shy: "Don't think too much, this is just to make up for you."
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