Chapter 31 Uncle Ben’s classroom has started!
"Kacha!"
At Norman Manor, Norman Osborn opened the door.
"dad?"
Harry was racking his brains to deal with the essay assignment assigned by his chemistry teacher. He heard the voice and looked up, seeing Norman walking towards him.
"I got a call from your teacher, Harry."
Norman said as he walked towards him.
"Well, I think I didn't make any mistakes."
Harry shrugged and said, "Except for the fact that I punched Paul, but that's not my fault. They were self-righteous hooligans who liked to give me the middle finger for no reason, so I punched him in the eye."
"The reason I asked you to transfer from a private school to Midtown High School was because I wanted you to stop getting in trouble."
Norman's expression turned unhappy. "You need to become mature, and not be as impulsive as before."
"Well, it's my fault."
Under the pressure of his father, Harry readily admitted his mistake.
"Maybe."
But soon he added unwillingly, "Maybe. I am a herbivore."
Norman, as a father, once told him the difference between scavengers and carnivores.
Carnivores are simple predators, while scavengers are not only predators, but also wait for their prey to have no power to resist before taking action.
And the Osborne family are scavengers.
Harry calls himself a herbivore, admitting that he might not be the person his father expected him to be.
Norman looked at Harry, frowned and said: "You are not old enough to know yourself yet."
He quickly changed the subject and asked Harry, "Peter Parker is your friend, right?"
"Yes."
Hearing his father talking about Peter, Harry's originally lifeless expression became a little more lively.
"He is a good friend of mine. He is very smart and interested in science."
Harry put down his pen and said to his father, "We share the same interests, so we can be considered partners."
"I'm glad you made new friends at school."
Norman Osborn's expression softened. He walked over, patted Harry on the shoulder, and said, "You can invite Peter and his family to our home. I like children like them."
Harry became excited when he heard his father invite Peter to be the guest.
"Are you kidding me, Dad?"
"No, of course not. Do you think he would agree?"
"Of course, there's nothing wrong with that, I mean he'll be happy, for sure, right."
Harry wanted to take out his cell phone and invite Peter and his family to his home.
"Very good, see you tomorrow then."
Norman patted Harry's shoulder again and turned to leave.
The next day, early in the morning.
Peter was reading the newspaper in the living room.
Since entering the Marvel world, he has developed the habit of reading newspapers.
See if you can find clues that you remember from your past life.
News such as "The president of Stark Group was kidnapped by terrorists" and "A hammer fell from the sky in New Mexico".
In addition to looking for familiar news, he also tried to find ways to "make money from science."
He had to subsidize the household expenses and pay for the $10,000 that Gwen lent him.
And one's own solution cannot be doubted. "There is a biological science exhibition at the Museum of Natural Science and History this weekend. Peter, are you going?"
Uncle Ben, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly remembered this.
"Ah."
Peter nodded and asked, "How did Uncle Ben know this?"
"Because you told your uncle a month ago."
Aunt May came out of the kitchen with a tray of food and said to Peter, "You're always so impatient for scientific things."
Uncle Ben smiled and added, "Peter is as smart as his father."
But soon he looked regretful, "I wanted to go with you, Peter, but I have an appointment this weekend."
Before he could finish, Aunt May next to him quickly exposed his lie.
"Because your Uncle Ben is going fishing."
Peter put down the newspaper and looked at Uncle Ben, "Uncle Ben, do you like fishing?"
He didn't know that Uncle Ben was actually a fisherman.
Uncle Ben explained somewhat unnaturally: "Ahem, I went with a friend, but I actually didn't like it."
Aunt May still played the role of the spoiler, "Don't listen to your Uncle Ben, the friend he was going to accompany has already passed away. I remember his name was Joe, right?"
Uncle Ben looked nostalgic, sighed, and said, "Yes, last year, he went fishing in the swamp wearing high waterproof shoes, and was found drowned. The police said that when they found him, there was still a fish hanging on his fishing rod."
"Maybe it was a trout, or a rainbow trout, or a bass, I can't remember, and the police said the cause of his death was a stroke."
"Stroke?"
Peter asked in confusion: "Is it such a coincidence?"
Uncle Ben nodded, "Yes, it was a stroke. The police speculated that when he caught the fish, he might have been too excited, and then a blood clot somewhere in his blood vessels burst, and then he lost consciousness and fell into the water."
"With no one around to help, he quickly drowned."
Peter: "."
A little more strange knowledge about fishermen has been added.
Aunt May put the pancakes on the table and said to Uncle Ben, "So, fishing is also a very risky thing."
"We live in a fate of coincidence."
Uncle Ben said with emotion: "Each of us, from birth to death, is made up of a series of events, every time we spend, every thing we do, even a loving whisper or a resentful gesture.
These are just tiny vibrations in the spring of life, and after countless vibrations, until one day, something triggers the alarm clock of life, and the alarm clock goes off, and our life comes to an end. "
After listening to Uncle Ben's seemingly philosophical speech, Peter and Aunt May looked at each other.
Uncle Ben’s philosophy class has begun again.
"Your words are so dark, Ben."
Aunt May glared at Uncle Ben, "Peter is here, you need to talk about some sunny teenage topics."
Uncle Ben smiled at Peter, "That's not necessarily true. Peter has grown into a mature adult."
Peter pretended not to notice that Uncle Ben and Aunt May were targeting him.
He said to Uncle Ben: "That's very inspiring. The school will organize a visit to the biology exhibition this weekend, so Uncle Ben, you can go fishing with your friends."
As soon as Peter finished speaking, his cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone and Harry's excited voice came through.
"Peter, are you, Aunt May and Uncle Ben free tomorrow?"
"I don't know, but they probably won't have any plans. Are you okay, Harry?"
"Of course, my father wants to invite you to be his guests."
(End of this chapter)