Chapter 133 Detective No. 8, the elite of the elite?(2/2)
Um.
Because little Sheldon and his uncle promised to keep it secret, nothing unexpected happened. When she went back that night, Mary knew what happened to the evening. She was furious and found little Sheldon's uncle and scolded him. If it weren't for too late last night, everyone was tired of flying and playing. Last night, she would take her whole family out of this evil city.
With the opposition of her daughter Misie, son George, husband and mother, she insisted on buying a morning air ticket and taking the family back.
"The small tree will not be straight without being repaired."
Chuck said honestly: "If it weren't for me, Cooper would have gone further and further on the road to crime, and he should have been locked in a mental hospital at this time."
"What did you say?!"
Mary was furious, her big eyes were about to pop out, and the tone echoed throughout the hall, attracting everyone's attention.
"Are you sure you want me to continue talking?"
Chuck looked at her.
"No, no!"
Little Sheldon's father was shocked and quickly stepped forward to laugh and dissuade him: "Dr. Wolf is Sheldon's classmate, he is simply a good teacher and friend. Everything he does is good for Sheldon, and I absolutely believe it!"
"George!"
Mary looked at her husband incredibly.
"Isn't it?"
Seeing that his wife was in trouble, Sheldon's father said seriously with a cold face: "Think about it, if it weren't for Dr. Wolf, what did Sheldon do, and being sent to a mental hospital would have been a good result."
Mary was shocked by her husband's solemn gaze. After thinking about it carefully, she found out that the first time Chuck knew that Chuck was investigated because of her own taxation. This time her son was scared and was suspected of gambling. Strictly speaking, it was all illegal. Chuck let it go and glanced at Susan who was watching the fun. Thinking of the other party's identity, it was like a basin of cold water. Because of the anger of feeling sorry for her son disappeared.
"And don't you think Sheldon is becoming more and more like a normal child since he met Dr. Wolf?"
Seeing that his wife understood, George's face calmed down.
"yes."
Misie couldn't agree more: "Since we met Chuck, every time we mentioned Chuck, I felt that Sheldon was not a robot, nor a Martian, but just an Earthling. Like us, I like this feeling."
"You just like watching your brother be bullied."
Mary agreed with this statement, but she was still a little evil. She glared at her daughter, then became angry at her husband and said, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for your good brother Danny, Sheldon wouldn't have encountered such a thing!"
"Blame me?"
Little Sheldon's father stopped doing it and directly retorted: "It seems like your mother doesn't gamble!"
"Yeah!"
Grandma Sheldon, a gambling enthusiast and gambling practitioner, was displeased: "Don't get me involved."
"I'm sorry, it's all our fault."
Aunt Sheldon, who had been silent, spoke up and said with great apology.
"Of course it's your fault!"
Mary was angry as soon as she talked about this: "What are you thinking? Cooperating with your husband to persuade us to come and help us get rid of us, just to take advantage of my 11-year-old son? How dare you!"
"Sorry, I advised Danny too..."
Little Sheldon's aunt blamed herself and shed tears as she said that.
As soon as the tears came out, the quarrels became quiet, and Mary felt a little embarrassed. She realized that the younger brother and sister were still good, and advised him in turn: "I won't say it, but you are too sexual, you listen to Danny's everything. If you don't know, you think you have married into a wealthy family. How can this be done!"
"Because I love him."
Aunt Sheldon suddenly collapsed and covered her face and started crying.
Chuck couldn't help but look at her.
"The men in the Cooper family are all scourges."
Little Sheldon's grandmother couldn't help but complain.
"Yeah!"
Little Sheldon's brother looked at his grandmother and boss in dissatisfaction.
"Including you!"
Little Sheldon's grandmother glared at her grandson part-time staff with a firm attitude.
"grandmother."
Little Sheldon called out with some displeasure.
"Including you, too."
Little Sheldon's grandmother touched the head of his favorite grandson and said pamperingly: "You are my grandmother's little troublesome."
"This is true."
Little Sheldon enjoyed grandma's intimacy and said with confidence: "I will always be your little troublemaker for grandma."
"Alas!"
Misie shivered with disgust and jealousy.
The harmony and warmth between grandparents and grandchildren finally diluted the smell of gunpowder in the daily life of this family. Little Sheldon's mother, Mary, comforted her younger brother and sister for a while, then led the family to take the plane to leave.
She likes this brother and sister, but she hates her husband, a gambler who dares not show his face when he does something wrong.
She will never come to Las Vegas again, nor will she let her family come!
Chapter completed!