Chapter 338 The anger of the injustice in Ping'an Town, the legend of New Jersey Pizza Hut!

Exited the principal's office.

"Stop talking, it's already out."

Little Sheldon's father broke away from his wife's pull.

"How dare you say that!"

Mrs. Cooper stared with big eyes and cursed in a low voice: "Missing home? We Texans are almost embarrassed by you!"

"I just don't want to waste it... The matter was resolved satisfactorily, wasn't it?"

Little Sheldon's father reluctantly explained, then shrugged.

"what a shame."

Little Sheldon frowned: "She accepted it so well. I expected her to step in and make Chuck give up!"

"she……"

Little Sheldon's father opened his mouth to speak.

"It's good for her to be like this!"

Mrs. Cooper answered immediately, glared at her husband again, and then said to her son who was completely confused about the situation: "That's the end of the matter."

Seeing that little Sheldon opened his mouth to say something else, she suddenly understood the Japanese wife's passive sentence structure: "Shelley, you don't want Chuck to make excuses for this kind of thing again, right?"

"..."

Little Sheldon immediately stopped talking.

When they arrived at the parking lot and little Sheldon got in the car, little Sheldon's father stood outside and whispered to his wife: "The principal is clearly a threat. How can I accept it very well?"

"Just consider it a good acceptance."

Mrs. Cooper reminded in a low voice: "The conditions she gave are not as good as those offered by Chuck. Chuck will not harm us. If you tell Shelly, it may cause unnecessary trouble again."

"All right."

Little Sheldon's father thought about the feeling of surviving a desperate situation when he first met Chuck, and nodded in agreement with his wife's statement about Chuck.

Unlike Little Sheldon, their ordinary people think that the Chuck family are all good people.

"Just leave me here!"

The family of three got into the car and drove out of the campus. Mrs. Cooper said to her husband.

"Mom, do you want to take the bus?"

Little Sheldon asked in surprise.

"Yes, I have something to do later."

Mrs. Cooper said as she unbuckled her seat belt.

"whats the matter?"

Little Sheldon asked.

"Little things."

Mrs. Cooper hesitated to speak.

"Please clarify!"

Little Sheldon frowned and reminded: "Mom, I didn't talk about you before in Texas, but now this is New Jersey, we live in Beverly's home, and her social etiquette is to speak clearly and clearly."

"Can we go to the market and buy some things?"

Mrs. Cooper said angrily.

"Oh, boy."

Little Sheldon looked at his angry mother, then glanced at his unmoved father, and immediately shook his head: "I told you that our family's current financial situation cannot afford lawyers, including divorce lawyers!

But mom, you don’t have to worry, since grandma has money and can hire a business lawyer for us, and with her consistent attitude towards dad, she will definitely be more willing to hire a divorce lawyer for us."

"What?"

Mr. and Mrs. Cooper shouted in unison.

"It's not that you have a conflict and can't reconcile it. Mom would rather take the bus than spend more time with you. This is a typical sign of escalating conflicts between family and husband."

Little Sheldon frowned and said: "Subsequent divorce is foreseeable. Although I have already said it, since you don't have my high-definition image memory, I will say it again, mom and I!"

"We have no conflicts!"

Mrs. Cooper said helplessly.

"If you really follow her, then I will thank God!"

Little Sheldon's father was very dissatisfied with his son's straightforward choice and complained angrily.

"Look!"

Little Sheldon shrugged at his mother.

"George, stop talking nonsense! We are a family and will never be separated!"

cried Mrs. Cooper.

"This is indeed what the vows at the wedding said, but the 64% divorce rate in the United States tells us that someone is always lying."

Little Sheldon shrugged and said, "I believe numbers don't lie!"

"..."

Mr. and Mrs. Cooper paused for a moment, looking at each other with a guilty conscience.

Because this time, let alone Little Sheldon, even they somewhat believed this number. After all, they said they would never separate, but their spirits were derailed before.

"Sheldon, there is no conflict, no escalation, and no divorce!"

Mrs. Cooper explained.

"Then why do you take the bus?"

Little Sheldon asked.

"I really have something to do, and your father also knows it."

Mrs. Cooper said angrily: "That's the end of this topic. I don't want to hear any more about this topic. No one is allowed to know about it, especially Beverly!"

She could actually say that she was going to find Aunt Alice, but once she said that, given Little Sheldon's character, she was afraid that the matter that had just been decided would cause trouble again.

Besides, this time around, I still don’t know what the outcome of the mediation will be.

If there is no progress and Little Sheldon's grandma finds out first, there will definitely be a commotion.

"You want me to keep a secret?"

Little Sheldon first showed a look in his eyes that said, "Sure enough, I was right." Then he frowned.

"It's not about keeping secrets..."

Mrs. Cooper said something, and then got out of the car with a headache: "George, you explain!"

As a mother, she is very aware that her son has the habit of not keeping secrets, and stressing to him about keeping secrets will only make the secret spread faster.

So she simply didn't bother to say anything.

Little Sheldon's father watched his wife angrily get out of the car, and then saw his son looking at him in the rearview mirror as he waited for an answer. He stepped on the accelerator and left.

Without his wife's overindulgence, he was too lazy to say anything more.

After getting off the bus, Mrs. Cooper got on the bus according to the address given by Chuck and the bus route she found. She went all the way to the market. After asking, she went to the hot sauce stall.

Then her big eyes widened.

But it was a billboard with a life-size image of an extremely cruel and charming woman standing there blowing a kiss while a group of people gathered around to take pictures.

Um.

All men!

Some even do various obscene actions.

She couldn't understand it, but was shocked.

All right.

Looking at the unusually uneven focus, she could actually understand it somewhat.

After taking a closer look, it turned out that they were also selling hot sauce, a Colombian special hot sauce, named after a hot sauce!

Mrs. Cooper frowned and said with contempt in her heart: "This is not selling hot sauce, this is simply selling meat!"

However, she also had to admit that this figure was indeed worthy of the connotative name of spicy sauce.

She forcibly looked away and continued to search for other people selling hot sauce. When she saw a white-haired old lady standing in front of a stall with a dazzling array of products, her eyes immediately lit up.

The old lady was also paying attention to that group of people.
To be continued...