Marvel's father of superheroes

"welcome!"

Hank Pym opened the door, looked at the family of four outside the door, smiled, and hugged Mike.

"Uncle Hank, this is the hot pot seasoning that dad specially made for you."

Clark handed over the gift in his hand.

The corners of Hank Pym's eyes twitched slightly, feeling a certain part of him burning.

"Wow, awesome!"

Hope happily took it and said to Mike: "Excuse me, uncle. I just mentioned it casually. I didn't expect Clark to actually let you do it."

Hank Pym took a deep breath, composed himself, and said, "Please come in."

"Wow, your family is so big!"

Charles and Eric couldn't help but praise.

Hope said generously: "Play whatever you want!"

"You're welcome, sit down."

Hank Pym asked the Mike family to sit down, and after asking Hope to serve drinks and water to everyone, he said: "Wait for me, we will be ready soon."

Mike said: "Do you need help?"

"That's great!"

Hank Pym said happily: "I'm having a headache."

Mike was stunned for a moment. He was just being polite, but he didn't expect that the other party would be rude.

Smiling in unison, we walked into the kitchen with Hank Pym and taught the children about the space.

There was some chaos in the kitchen, and Mike's brows jumped as he looked at it.

Hank Pym said embarrassedly: "Well, I want to eat barbecue. This is relatively simple and the only thing I am sure of doing. But judging from the current situation, it is still more difficult than I thought."

Mike rolled up his shirt sleeves and said, "What do you need from me?"

"Chop some vegetables for me."

"Simple!"

Mike picked up the knife, shook it in his hand, felt the weight, and started cutting at a speed that amazed Hank Pym.

"It's beautiful."

Hank Pym applauded and began to process the meat.

After a while, the ingredients were ready and everyone moved to the backyard.

"Wow, there's a swimming pool!"

Charles looked at Hope with envy.

Hope smiled and pinched Charles's face and said, "You can come and play at any time."

He turned to Clark and said, "You too."

Clark nodded.

But Eric curled his lips and said to Mike: "Dad, let's build a swimming pool at our house!"

"Okay, I'll leave it to you and Charles."

"That's fine."

Eric wilted.

"Ha ha!"

Clark and Charles laughed mercilessly, which immediately angered Eric. The three of them started chasing and fighting. After a while, Hope was pulled into the fight, and the whole backyard burst into laughter.

Hank Pym looked at this scene, looked at Mike enviously, and said, "Your family is very lively."

"It's so lively that sometimes my head almost explodes."

Mike said with a smile, picked up two bottles of beer, and handed one to Hank Pym, who was starting the barbecue. Mike sat at the table beside him, and the two started chatting.

After a while, the smell of meat emerged, and the greedy cats gathered around the oven to wait.

"Here, bring the plate!"

Hank Pym shouted, and several little guys immediately took out the plates from behind.

"It's already ready!"

Charles said with a smile and handed the plate to Hank Pym.

Hank Pym smiled and distributed the meat to several little guys, then brought a plate of meat to Mike.

Mike tasted it, it tasted good, and gave Hank Pym a thumbs up.

Hank Pym breathed a sigh of relief and continued his barbecue business.

While playing and making trouble, time passed quickly.

Hank Pym and Mike sat at the table, eating barbecue, drinking beer, watching the well-fed children making noise in the swimming pool, and sighed: "I haven't been so leisurely for a long time."

"Actually, I haven't had such a good time with Hope for a long time."

"There were some problems between me and her because of her mother." Hank Pym shook his head and said: "In the past, I had very little time to spend with her because of work matters. Now look, those bastards It’s not worth my efforts at all.”

Hank Pym couldn't help but curse.

He should be talking about the fact that SHIELD copied his research results behind his back and he quit in anger.

With a secret whisper in his heart, Mike picked up the bottle and touched it lightly, saying: "To those bastards..."

"Ok?"

"It's not too late for you to see clearly!"

"Ha ha!"

Hank Pym smiled and said: "You should respect them."

He raised the bottle toward the sky.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, a column of crystal water sprayed on Hank Pym's face, and in an instant, his neatly combed hair fell down.

"Giggle!"

Hope smiled in the distance.

"puff!"

Mike couldn't help but laugh, pointed at the disheveled Hank Pym, and joked: "You look like a drowned rat."

"you……"

"Bah!!"

Three crystal clear water pillars poured on Mike, covering him from top to bottom.

Hank Pimpy pointed at Mike with a smile: "Reservoir Dogs."

The two looked at each other, yelled and rushed towards the children by the pool.

Suddenly, there were screams, water splashing, and then laughter.

……

Three days later, Mike’s house...

"Over there, yes, deeper! Over there, deeper!"

"Wow, good job!"

Mike stood behind the house, wearing a straw hat, directing several workers to dig a swimming pool for his home.

He had had this plan since Hank Pym came back from home, and today, he finally contacted the workers and started construction.

"Okay, that's it. I'll leave the rest to you."

Mike spoke to the workers and looked at the swimming pool that was almost ready for fish, expressing his satisfaction.

There is no way, he has too much land.

After returning home, Mike washed off the dust on his body, changed his clothes, and went to school to pick up a few children, but he got new news from Clark.

"What? Fun sports meeting? Let parents participate?"

Mike stared at Clark and muttered: "Why is there so much trouble in your school?"

Clark shrugged and said, "Just participating in a four-person five-foot game between two families."

"Four people and five feet? Do you need two families?"

"Don't worry about the two families. I have already discussed with Hope to form a team with them."

"Fine!"

Mike turned to look at Charles and Clark and said, "What about you? There are no activities at school?"

The two shook their heads and said: "This is a sports meeting for senior students. Our first and second graders are the cheerleading team."

"Hey!" Mike said with joy, "This will save you some worry."

"Oh, actually we really want to participate!"

Eric sighed, holding his little head, with a look of pain on his face.

"?" Mike looked at the little guy doubtfully.

Charles smiled and explained: "Because Eric likes to see others lose to him."

Eric snorted softly and said, "I also like the way you cry when I beat you."

"Who, who was beaten to tears by you! Stop talking nonsense!"

"Then try?"

"Dad, he's going to hit me! Woohoo!"